<?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-1446456482616273930</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:18:18.607+08:00</updated><category term='my brain haywired'/><category term='I love Twilight and DGrayman.'/><category term='I am going to flunk my prelims'/><title type='text'>A</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3208841225061605208</id><published>2010-05-18T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:56:33.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE</title><content type='html'>I am moving to tumblr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3208841225061605208?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3208841225061605208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3208841225061605208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3208841225061605208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3208841225061605208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/05/bye.html' title='BYE'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4468959276220067536</id><published>2010-04-29T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:04:31.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forget about my Himalayan homework. I need to work on my brain now. There is something wrong with it. I am constantly hungry(yes, my hypothalamus, i am talking to you now), i feel sleepy all the time except when i am online(thus when all else fails, facebook keeps me awake in school), and i don't even bother to listen to lectures(to be precised, its econs...SRAC? TFC? LRFC? what the shit?). OMG what's wrong with me??!!!!(STH very wrong, duh, cos you are talking to yourself, RX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love my classmates, or well, most of them anyway. My class is awesome, my school is not, btw. Anyway, i think there is sth wrong with all the maths teacher in school(MR KHOO and his LAME LAME JOKES, MR XXX with WTH, and his shark-fish theory, and his narcissistic character, and his stupid beach drawings...). Don't you just love them for making maths more lively? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND CRAP CRAP CRAP common test coming in one month and i still don't understand a single shit about econs, thanks to BM D: so far i only love my chemistry very much. guess it's in my blood huh, thanks mum! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concert's coming,i still get distracted during practice, danggggggg. Plus going for another three, aka band, harmoc and angklung, i feel so RICH and ARTISTIC now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shitty thing is, i have to do office hours for my boarding school. EFFFFFF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another more shitty shitty thing is, i gained weight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH this is the death of me man!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gtg and attempt chem bonding II tutorial(which our lecturer FAILED to complete, wth). Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. the dumb ecareer website suggests that i should be a lecturer. can you imagine THAT? All the ugly words will come out if any student pisses me off! SO NOPE I DON'T WANNA BE A LECTURER THANK YOU VERY MUCH SIR/MADAM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4468959276220067536?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4468959276220067536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4468959276220067536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4468959276220067536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4468959276220067536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/04/forget-about-my-himalayan-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6597369490950882429</id><published>2010-04-05T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:58:02.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to start digging before my pile of homework grows taller than the Himalayas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i realised after using the mouse for 1 hour, i can't switch to writing immediately. They look like crap now. And i am supposed to staple them with my chem pract booklet. Shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i am blogging now. Procrastination starting again. The bug just won't let me off. I am going to sleep in class again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the econs essay ROCKS. How to write the supply side????????????????? LKAFANHLFABHLBDNGCJZTGLITVYHWYITYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the time of the month. CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL with LOL, not :(&lt;br /&gt;ruoxin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6597369490950882429?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6597369490950882429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6597369490950882429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6597369490950882429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6597369490950882429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-to-start-digging-before-my-pile.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6035809453214167152</id><published>2010-04-03T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T20:26:00.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3</title><content type='html'>3 is a very bad, bad number. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i gained 3 kg over one month since i started staying in boarding school. Oh mannnnn. I am never losing my fats now. Some of them stayed in my body for so long that they even started to harden. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is, i am growing HORIZONTALLY. If i grew taller and gained 3 kg, i will be jumping all over my room now but NEH it's pure FATS. Is there some way i can make my body converts the energy i taken in into something that will be secrete out of my body EASILY? I spent 3 months losing 10kg and i gained all of them back in 2 months like seriously, WTH. I hope i don't pass this gene to my children next time D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i am thinking too far anyway so BY THE WAY i am very very happy that i got silver again for NAPFA. And yes i am a very easily contented kid so silver is fine for me! The terror of running 2.4km has made me passed my 2.4km run. What a paradox. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise i am quite lame thanks to MTTM but i will continue to support them! *random* I also like to disturb people which Muttons love to do as well, so i think i am turning into a Kambing. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends gathering next wednesday! Hope it won't clash with any other stuff! But unfortunately, it's a buffet gathering. I think i just lost my resolution to lose weight again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUSPLUSPLUS i am so unlucky i spoiled my GC and i haven't even used it for one month D:D:D: I am such a pro next time anyone wants to completely disintegrate something you can come to me, FOC. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think that's all. My memory is not working again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL with LOL,&lt;br /&gt;ruoxin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am starting NOT to regret joining my CCA! :D That's a good thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S I am such a procrastinator i am disgusted by myself. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6035809453214167152?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6035809453214167152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6035809453214167152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6035809453214167152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6035809453214167152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/04/3.html' title='3'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2631254190072515112</id><published>2010-03-31T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:29:58.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PW FTW!(whatever you want it to mean, but i think you know what i mean)</title><content type='html'>All i can say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week of sleeping late+NAPFA+sore throat= a zombie(ME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am still super happy that i got my Silver back for NAPFA. And don't ask me about my standing broad jump thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem lecture test was not hard. Thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More test to come, i think the worst is Bio. All the memorising. MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sucky Bio pract today as well, ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i pon my CCA tomorrow to go for class outing? It will be the fourth time since school start. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prolly sound very negative now but yeah I am near the edge of falling into a zombie-like trance so i am grateful i can still type these nonsense out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go for OAC Night Hike too! But not enough people to form a group D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rumour that I have to clean horse poo at YOG is so NOT helping either. YAY. &gt;.&gt; I volunteered to be an usher!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week still got MOTP outing, can't wait to see you guys again. :D this one thing i am happy about. Because i know once you all go Poly we will unavoidably drift apart. Must find more new friends okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech Day @ CHR...not wearing blazer that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i will be murdered by my dad for going on internet so much. FAREWELL dear modem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL with LOL, NOT.&lt;br /&gt;ruoxin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2631254190072515112?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2631254190072515112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2631254190072515112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2631254190072515112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2631254190072515112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/03/pw-ftwwhatever-you-want-it-to-mean-but_31.html' title='PW FTW!(whatever you want it to mean, but i think you know what i mean)'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4472171960447201057</id><published>2010-03-31T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:22:20.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PW FTW!(whatever you want it to mean, but i think you know what i mean)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4472171960447201057?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4472171960447201057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4472171960447201057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4472171960447201057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4472171960447201057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/03/pw-ftwwhatever-you-want-it-to-mean-but.html' title='PW FTW!(whatever you want it to mean, but i think you know what i mean)'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3347826894605155485</id><published>2010-03-20T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:45:01.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GZ camp!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday 170310: Went to school in the morning and practice/learn/practice, quite boring yet fun at the same time XD Don't ask me how that can happen because i am just weird. And weirdness requires no reason. :] Amazing race in the city area in the afternoon...First, we took bus from NJC to Marina Square(or i think it was MS?). Then from there we walked to Singapore Flyer to play Entanglement, then to Suntec Fountain of Wealth to take pictures with tourists, then walk to Bras Basah Complex/Centre/whatever you call that place to find a shop. Our group slacked and went home after that instead of finishing the 7 stops required since there are no forfeits anyway :D &lt;br /&gt;After the race i was supposed to meet Marg at Woodlands so i went around trying to look for the Cityhall MRT station. WTH, i am a total idiot, i turned back to Suntec City Mall, walked thru the Citylink mall(why does it have to be so freaking damn big?!) then finally took the MRT. My legs were super sore after that because i stood all the way D: We watched Alice in the Wonderland in 3D because Marg took pity on me who whined on FB about not watching it in 3D, hehe. The movie was not bad, but i couldn't understand 70% of the conversations in the movie...It's a no-brainer anyway so i don't need subtitles to understand the movie, haha. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 180310: We had mass games in the morning! It's the same old Knee Tag and self intro games, plus a strategic game where we had to use those flimsy plastic-like rope(what's that called?) to lift up a person. My group totally screwed up at first but managed to catch up later, yay :) After that, the SH1s are supposed to have a "memorise score" period but we kinda skipped out on that because we went to Serene Centre to eat Mcs instead. It was super fun! The 7 of us(the rest of the SH1s who are China scholars abandoned us and went back to slack at boarding school :( ) waited at the bus stop for 10 mins and the heavy rain just won't stop, so we decided to run to Mcs since we are going to be soaked anyway if we continued to wait there. And so we RAN! And realised it's quite pointless, so we just slowed down and walked there, enjoying the rain, haha. By the time we reached Serene Centre, the rain stopped and we looked like total idiots standing at the Mcs looking completely DRENCHED...But it was fun! Bonding in the rain FTW~! We're quite lucky because the Showdown at night was canceled but we still managed to get ourselves wet, hehe. Played Truth or Dare at night also and it was quite fun to hear their love stories(aw). But sleeping on the cement floor made our backs and necks ached the next morning :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 190310: We sneaked out of school again in the morning to eat Mc breakfast and ended up feeling cheated. The guy bought one burger and one Milo at the price of $2.95, but another girl bought a similar burger at $3.50. She was so sad that she didn't feel like eating her burger anymore, haha. Well, hey, me and another girl paid extra $3 for egg and hashbrown okay! Haha. Went back to school after that and prepared for the Internal Music Exchange in the afternoon(which i screwed up but managed to cover up using my extraordinary acting skills :P). Some of us dozed off listening to the teacher's opinion after the IME...BORING!!! &lt;br /&gt;After the camp i rushed back to BS to washed up and dumped my dirty laundry on the floor(luckily my roommate didn't came back) before going to a friend's friend's house for OG outing. Haha. Talked crap and played ToD again. It was still fun to hangout with them though. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner with Dad at night and i gorged on the fried rice so much that i nearly puked when i went back to BS...The fried rice is v.nice! Must try! It's at 6th Avenue Centre there! Slept for a straight 12 hours and spent the rest of 2 hours drifting in and out of sleep. It's such a nice weather to sleep in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so yeah, that's all for these three day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nixour, evol fo stol htiw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i missed my Facebook during the camp :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3347826894605155485?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3347826894605155485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3347826894605155485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3347826894605155485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3347826894605155485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/03/gz-camp.html' title='GZ camp!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-5080125329443151642</id><published>2010-03-16T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:18:54.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a good girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my bio SQ and EQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT'S ALL. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got maths GC and MI thingy, english compre, and notes to do... Well, ruoxin, jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am glad that the GZ March Intensive Training camp is not as scary as it sounds since we are going outdoors to do something(i don't know what). Certainly it can't be practicing guzheng under the dear hot sun right?! So yeah, i am going with a more willing heart now :) Maybe i should get rid of my glasses during the outdoor period since i have an ugly tanline on my face because of my glasses D: That is super ugly :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i may have to say sorry to Marg!I think the activities will last longer than i expected and we have to cancel our movie outing AGAIN DX SO SORRYYYYYYYY! I promise i will try my best to go watch Alice in the Wonderland with you! But you really can't watch 3D? 3D is really way more awesome! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also in kinda a funny position in class: Me am the class PAPARAZZI! I think i shall join the photography society and get one of those humongous but awesome camera to take candid(aka unglam) photos of SHE!evens! HEHE :D No use staying away from me, since you guys know there is a function in cameras call ZOOM XD So yeah, be prepared! LALALA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and i forgot what else i want to say. So yeah, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD nixour, evol fo stol htiw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Hope my grandma get well soon! She has been sick for a few days, poor thing D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-5080125329443151642?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/5080125329443151642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=5080125329443151642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5080125329443151642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5080125329443151642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-good-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3439575870246075035</id><published>2010-03-13T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:26:57.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home! :D</title><content type='html'>I am back in Malaysia after two weeks of boring life in boarding school! YAY! I miss the TV, the unlimited hours of internet access, the piano, the food my ahma cook, and my bed! Oh and and, the sofa, the cool marble floor, the snacks, the way i always call me ahma( I will shout a 'BEEP!' and she will reply and 'BO!', damn cute right!), the dining table, the creaking chair, the toilet b... oops i went too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's it la. I miss my home. Did i tell you one of the reasons is also my nice sunny smell of my towels? The laundry service at boarding school sucks, because they always make my towels smell like the socks i sweated in for one whole day(imagine using THAT, gag)... D: I love the smell of sun on my clothes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i promise, i will finish my homework before wednesday! MUST FINISH! MUST NOT PROCRASTINATE! I have to go back to school on wed-fri for Guzheng practice. Aw man, i hope it will be fun. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning school, i haven't got any news from Mr Irwan about YOG yet. Crap, i think i should give up hoping already, don't wanna get my hopes too high and crash hard onto the floor later! But seriously, why is it so hard to VOLUNTEER at YOG? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think that's all i remember to say now. I have a really really bad memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD nixour, evol fo stol htiw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. MOTP it was fun to hangout with you guys again XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3439575870246075035?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3439575870246075035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3439575870246075035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3439575870246075035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3439575870246075035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/03/home-sweet-home-d.html' title='Home sweet home! :D'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2440525484515846306</id><published>2010-03-11T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:12:25.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination Personified</title><content type='html'>It's official! I am the slackest person in my class! Always the earliest one to go online, spending at least 1 hour on Facebook EVERYDAY, doing most of my homework the day JUST before the deadline and now, skipping my CCA(oops). :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wanna thank Marg for praising me as a good leader for the econ project group, though i don't know what i exactly did to be one XD Somehow i realised i don't have much interest in GZ, so i am kinda regretting my choice. However, knowing that this is just my typical Gemini trait, i should try to persevere! Press on! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, i didn't realise i would say this one day but I MISS MY PIANOOOOO. Aw, i am going to play piano whole day at home during the hols. :D And i miss quarreling/disturbing/being bullied by my lil sis, miss the food in M'sia, miss my family. Haha, my degree of missing them upon the scale of 10 i think it's somewhere near 5? I love my friends here as well, so they can fill up the rest of the scale :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also feeling slightly hopeful because I may get into YOG after all! There seems to be going to have a shift in the name list. I am keeping my hopes a bit up! :D Mr Irwan please don't miss out my email again, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, should i call my classmates SHElevens? Since my class is 10SH11 and there are more girls than guys(SHE), ahaha. Well, even if it's not approved i find it cute so i am going to use it on my blog anyway XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yeah, i should be studying for my Chem test now so BYEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD  nixour ,evol fo stol htiw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2440525484515846306?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2440525484515846306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2440525484515846306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2440525484515846306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2440525484515846306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/03/procrastination-personified.html' title='Procrastination Personified'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-174353467305049214</id><published>2010-03-07T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:15:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOG :(</title><content type='html'>I wanted to volunteer at the Turf City, but when i tried to send my application my internet went bonkers YOSHUHJQBGCNJSHBJCACYK :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, i am stuck with the only option which is Opening Ceremony, which i have like 5% chance of getting it since i am quite vertically challenged. I am just a 1.6m and there are so many 1.7ms out there! This is soooooooo unfair! You 1.6+m people who are going for Turf City should give us short people a chance righttttttt? :( Sigh, i officially hate boarding school internet, if i haven't said that already :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyy, being a girl sometimes is really troublesome. I wanted to go out yesterday with Wendy, but i am struck with cramps and stomachache at the same time (WTF) so i kinda fainted in my room. ARGH. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel quite guilty using my dad's wireless modem to go online now, since i told him i would only use it in times of emergency, hehe. SORRY! Facebook addiction is indeed an emergency XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should stop now before I can't stop myself. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-174353467305049214?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/174353467305049214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=174353467305049214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/174353467305049214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/174353467305049214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/03/yog.html' title='YOG :('/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3484669023808735414</id><published>2010-02-27T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:08:38.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New class-10SH11 !!-&lt;br /&gt;New classmates-too many names to be listed(25)-&lt;br /&gt;New teachers-Ms Sun, Mr Khoo, Mrs Keng, Mrs Poon, Mr Huang + more-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New stuffs again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i am staying in boarding school i can pretty much go anywhere i want with my friends, except that i have a curfew of 8 on weekdays and 10.30 on weekends. It's okay though, since i can apply for late curfew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i promise i am going to mug because i don't want to waste my dad's money (the monthly BS fee is 800++ :( )so yeah. MUGGER ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my class is a so-called special class and all of us are recommended to take the STaR programme. We don't know why we are special, but according to the class FB group, we are people with retardedly fantastic science results, haha. Who knows why, but my class seems not very enthu about it. Our class is more interested in CIP stuff(esp the girls) such as the Buddy programme and YOG volunteering thingy. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guzheng is now my CCA and i am still considering whether to join student council or not. I have to choose between one of them because student council job is very time-consuming...But the main thing is still that i wonder if i m up to the job since i am so inactive and quiet and all. So...I do admit that one main thing of SC  attracting me is my portfolio will look veryvery nice, so, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's great that my OG still have outing every week, though the ppl going are usually me and some others so...not really an OG outing. And YAY i finally get to play Guitar Hero and i love it! Too bad i can't buy one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also considering to buy and iPod Touch...any suggestions? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, even i think i am a boring person so well, good luck to myself wanting to know more friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3484669023808735414?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3484669023808735414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3484669023808735414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3484669023808735414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3484669023808735414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-class-10sh11-new-classmates-too.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-1838355563307097949</id><published>2010-02-08T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:52:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Me vomitted in school twice today. :( It was very awful and arghhhhhhhhhhhh WHAT FOOD DID ME EAT WRONG AGAIN??!! Me no like!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling totally slack now and i am actually hoping that the teachers will start to give me homework soon???!! Maybe JC  will really help me since now i either go to the canteen or library in school during lecture breaks...:) Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and Saturday!! The Youth V-day event was quite fun! During the favourite movie segment I was desperately thinking of some movie to gesture since I don't really have a favourite movie. In the end i showed Finding Nemo! Hehe. I nearly wanted to use Spiderman at first but...nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is totally awesome as well!( I think i will say any food is awesome as long as they is not awful :P) i mixed the ice cream with brownie in the end and it was quite nice :) Me got a sweet tooth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyyyy, Chem is like the easiest subject for now since it's all likee revision and stuff. Bio was okay also, with all the aldose, ketose, aldehyde, ketone, ring chain, straight chain, alfa/beta glucose HAKYLHBVJFKLKUHNALMZNH stuff. It's like chem for now! Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i am not supposed to be slacking but i am doing it now so pleaseeeeeee someone give me some homework?! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-1838355563307097949?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/1838355563307097949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=1838355563307097949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1838355563307097949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1838355563307097949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2720563809054639009</id><published>2010-02-05T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:06:58.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A late post, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NJC ORIENTATION ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a dance party!!! It was so damn fun because it's all the pops songs we know and love(or at least i do). OG 9 girls were very HIGH and kept dancing!!! Love them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway *sulks* I can't find my partner during the mass dance song so it was super irritating, but whatever, it was still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i twisted my legs though...and i screamed until i have sore throat, and tomorrow i have choir audition! DIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me?? PLS??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2720563809054639009?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2720563809054639009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2720563809054639009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2720563809054639009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2720563809054639009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/02/late-post-but-still.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2221248933192349230</id><published>2010-02-01T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:19:42.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GENESIS: THE UNRAVELLING OF A NEW BEGINNING! I am a senior high student now!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought NJC would be like what the others said- a boring nerd school-but it turns out to be fun as well! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Not for the first day or orientation though. It was talks, talks and talks all day, making my butt flat as a runway. I didn't really listen to them though, because i have already decided what course to take before i came to school. BCME!!!! Biology, Chemistry(A MUST!!!!), Maths and Econs! All at H2 levels!!!! I hope i can cope with them!!! Now i am wondering if i should take the A*STaR thingy or not, but i feel like i am not up to it...Well i shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the talks, most of the teachers' speech are really BBOOORRRRRRRINNNNNNG... MONOTONE!!! WTH!!! I am so going to fall asleep! Only the Maths teacher and some others are funnier( but compared to our dear Chia...sigh...) The DM is worse, she can talk more than Mrs Yeo! Imagine that! Seriously! 15 minutes just on the topic of punctuality!!! ARGH! I was totally sms-ing during the discipline code talk...And the DM is call S***** P***!(You will know why i mention this later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddddddd, finally third day! GAMES!!!! First station: Mystery Box. Yeah, guess what's inside...WORMS! Lots and lots!But anyway, i just look inside and try quickly to get the coin hidden in the box. Better then slowly searching and touching around inside right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next station: Watermelon! We were supposed to finish an unopened watermelon, so we have to think of a way to open it without using knives. The guys from NJC IP named the watermelon SP after their dear DM(can see how much they hate her and how annoying she is). They rubbed it, did a lot of funny things to it and finally opened it by smashing it against the corner of table (OUCH!) and we totally just grabbed the watermelon and eat, forgetting the fact that we used the same hands to touch the worms just now...But still, as the game station master refused to donate some toilet paper to us to clean up, the guys stripped him and used his clothes to wipe up everything...And so the GSM got a mild warning by a teacher, hehe. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we played Reverse Psychology. Those who can't follow the orders get splashed with water! After that, we played a lot of teamwork games and stuffs. Memorable ones are: sitting on a chair filled with water, dunk your head in a bucket of water after that and use your mouth to pick up sweets among a pile of flour! I got a free facial mask after that! But i didn't ask for hair mask as well... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also played a game that on the surface is simple scisscors, paper, stone, but the main point of the game is to get all of us wet throughout! I can't stand the flour on my head anymore so i rushed to the shower and wash myself with my clothes on...The cleaning auntie was like "Aiyo! So wet ah!"... Sorry, auntie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games were fun!!! In the afternoon, it was orientation group bonding session! We played games like H2O, Animal Farm, Wacko, MRT, Elope and other games. It was so awesomely fun! Really got to know each other(well, at least their names...), heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was our group member Annabelle's bday, so some of us(around 14?) went to Mcdonald's and ate and celebrate! I thought i wouldn't be going out with them so soon, but well... :) They went to the botanical garden later at around 6.50pm(toots!) while i have to go because i have to go back to JW... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all! I am applying to stay at the boarding school and waiting for their reply. While i am hoping i can stay there(then i can wake up at 7am!!!!), it's also a bit not so fun since i heard that the curfew is 8pm (WTH again). Sigh. But since i am supposed to mug in JC, i guess that's okay...Make me more disciplined? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! ( Impending doom=GP!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2221248933192349230?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2221248933192349230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2221248933192349230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2221248933192349230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2221248933192349230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/02/genesis-unravelling-of-new-beginning-i.html' title='GENESIS: THE UNRAVELLING OF A NEW BEGINNING! I am a senior high student now!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-5209082060518967682</id><published>2010-01-18T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:02:09.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official, i am INTERVIEW PHOBIC.</title><content type='html'>I am so excited that i just can't stop trying to find a way to use my Lennie. Okay, a bit show off here, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, i got called to school by William-sensei to do a so called Mrs Yeo requested interview. Made me had panic attack! Thanks a lot huh, Mr Chia! I even had stomachache in the morning! What is wrong with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it turned out to be some sec 4 kids(yay i can call them kids! ;D ) interviewing the typical questions(luckily! I don't want some weird questions coming my way) -  how you study? blah blah blah, and they were totally surprised that i only really started revising my stuff two weeks before 'O' levels (shhhhh, don't tell my mum). So i was like explaining i am a last minute learner, and they were like, 'Eh, cannot write this inside, later everyone last minute study ah!' Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, what does me not eating veggies have to do with how i study? These kids are funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oops, i kinda caused a bad influence because i told them i still played FaceBook during the Os. Do not learn this at home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am proud that the top student(i-dunno-his-name is top, right?) for current sec 4 is a Malaysian too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why am I using so many "and" to start my sentence?! I have a problem of connective words deficiency!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the whole main thing is, no talking to Mrs Yeo! YAY! So i didn't faint and hyperventilate and whatever people do when they are nervous. PHEW. Day over! Time to play my Pet Society!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-5209082060518967682?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/5209082060518967682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=5209082060518967682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5209082060518967682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5209082060518967682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-official-i-am-interview-phobic.html' title='It&apos;s official, i am INTERVIEW PHOBIC.'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2333015523916398605</id><published>2010-01-18T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:34:39.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New lappie :)</title><content type='html'>Though i wanted a Macbook, i got a Lenovo. But well, i should be content with what i get, seeing that other people do not have personal laptops and stuff, so yeah. :) I am such a fortunate girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of calling it Lennie, ahahaha, and my laptop is definitely a girl like me!!! (Hopefully minus the mood swings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this may seems random, but my condolences to those who suffered from the Haitian earthquake. Well wishes to everyone there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's already midnight i guess i have to go off now, tomorrow i have an interview in school(UGH!). Nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2333015523916398605?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2333015523916398605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2333015523916398605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2333015523916398605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2333015523916398605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-lappie.html' title='New lappie :)'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3012072250112893589</id><published>2009-11-12T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:05:55.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Firstly! My mouth is very very sorry to dear HZ for raining on her! And i am sorry for letting my mouth do that! It wasn't intentional, i swear! Sorry! You must understand that when the water went into my trachea, it triggered a reflex action! The nerve impulses very naughty, run from my sensory neurone to my relay neurone, then dun wan to get 'controlled by my brain so they went directly to my motor neurone! Sorry! I will smack them the next time i see them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day to complete freedom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&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/1446456482616273930-3012072250112893589?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3012072250112893589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3012072250112893589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3012072250112893589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3012072250112893589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s raining!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3905694782518804545</id><published>2009-11-08T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:38:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:( A faraway dream for me...?</title><content type='html'>I want to get into VJC, but i will need at least 4 points for science cos i am definitely NOT taking arts... Argh, how? That means i need 8 points for my L1R5!!!!!! For maths and sciences, i don't think its too hard to get A1 but my Eng and Comb. Humans will kill me...2 points for each of them? Hahaha i will laugh my ass off if i get that. My oral has definitely drag my eng down, so at the most i think i will get B3. That means an A1 for SS+Clit! I need a miracle. *cues AL's 'Miracle'*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, i pray that i will get into the school i want, pls fulfil my wish. I will work hard. PLSSSSS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3905694782518804545?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3905694782518804545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3905694782518804545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3905694782518804545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3905694782518804545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/11/faraway-dream-for-me.html' title=':( A faraway dream for me...?'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-1153298356283085083</id><published>2009-11-04T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:18:32.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brain haywired'/><title type='text'>WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>I SCREWED MY PHYSICS! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so SHINGZ. I wish i will just BOOMZ already. TOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta work hard on my BIO, pfffffff, i am only interested in molecular genetics. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-1153298356283085083?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/1153298356283085083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=1153298356283085083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1153298356283085083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1153298356283085083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/11/wooohoooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-55532075299371976</id><published>2009-10-03T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T17:17:10.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUTS</title><content type='html'>I am very very stressed and freaked out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Can you please, like, stop staring at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not beautiful or whatever. Please just stop. Heck, i don't even wish to be beautiful anymore. No way. I have enough scary experience to wish for the exact opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you just made me want to avoid you more. Gosh, can O levels just come already? I want to leave the school as soon as possible. [Sorry my MOTP :( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, i made myself very very clear. Piss off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-55532075299371976?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/55532075299371976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=55532075299371976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/55532075299371976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/55532075299371976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/10/nuts.html' title='NUTS'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8471282242488890947</id><published>2009-09-25T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:54:02.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i really wonder why i am thinking like that. Makes me feels like a bitch. Adolescence?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8471282242488890947?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8471282242488890947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8471282242488890947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8471282242488890947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8471282242488890947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-i-really-wonder-why-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-5152638947068028158</id><published>2009-08-03T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:46:07.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Noise is, undeniably, an essential part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i start my 'Noise' essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally procrastinating, doing this instead of studying for Physics SPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should write about a freaky guy who hate noises and can't do science for nuts, yet claiming that he adores science ;D (idea thanks to HZ!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-5152638947068028158?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/5152638947068028158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=5152638947068028158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5152638947068028158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5152638947068028158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/08/noise-is-undeniably-essential-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6607052214828697310</id><published>2009-08-02T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:22:44.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am going to flunk my prelims'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PROCRASTINATION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aka, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My life in a total mess now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are 2 voices(ie angel and demon) in my head telling me what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One is telling me to do that, and don't care about what others feel, one is telling me to NOT do that, so that i won't hurt the ones that care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6607052214828697310?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6607052214828697310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6607052214828697310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6607052214828697310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6607052214828697310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/08/procrastination.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4433278709208629907</id><published>2009-07-11T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:39:08.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII</title><content type='html'>Played almost one hour of badminton yesterday, so now my legs hurt! Didn't exercise for a very long time...Plus today went to Orchard, stood all the way on mrt from Boon Lay to Orchard, what the crap. Then on my way home, stood again from Orchard to Woodlands, then finally got seat! My butt hurts a lot when i sat down! All the walking around Orchard Road is  so good for my legs la, though i don't think i can ever make my legs slim unless i go to a slimming centre or something. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, we have got HZ's bday present!!! Hint: It's all about chicken and duck, can guess it already la. After buying present and browsing Kino, went to food fest and ate the Korean street snack. YUMMY!!! Then walked around Wisma Atria, Far East Plaza...Oh and, i just  don't get it that why people want to queue outside to go into the new 2 floor LV shop at ION? The other branches sell the same thing, no? I will never get the idea of these branded stuff thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, as usual, i am pissed off. Why does those people have to tap their cards again after they board the bus? Why cheat the poor bus uncle/aunty of their money? I know, you people work very hard, so must save money, but the drivers are also working very hard to earn money what! Do you think they don't have families to feed as well? They don't earn much you know? Most of the money goes to the company eh!(that's what i heard) So why are you doing this? When i grow up i will never be like these people. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, off to my Wii! I am stuck at SECOND LEVEL of the Narnia game! Second!! And i am stuck! Damnut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4433278709208629907?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4433278709208629907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4433278709208629907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4433278709208629907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4433278709208629907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/07/wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8755288130466142634</id><published>2009-07-09T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:59:12.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday SIS!</title><content type='html'>My sis got a Wii for her birthday!!!! But i was the first to use it instead :P However, somehow i feel that my mum is not really happy about it(other than because of the price la), because it's freaking 3 more months to 'O's and he bought it NOW, damnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear lil sis has been dreaming about it for years, um, months...Everytime she spotted a Wii, she would be like 'Ah!! A Wii!!!' or when my dad asked her what she wanted for her bday present, she would coyly say 'wireless modem'(which was actually asked by me and my bro), then she would say 'I would like a Wii, but, it's very expensive like that leh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it turns out that it's only $400++(which is ALMOST the same price as my phone-kinda my bday present-so she should deserve something of same worth as well). Argh, i didn't even have a proper internet modem when i was 11!! Times change!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's pretty funny that he bought a Agatha Christie mystery Wii game...or did it come with the set? Whatever. Is Wii made in India by the way? 'Cos all except one instruction manual are written in Tamil! But thanks to me, the Wii was set up anyway, then my dad was like sarcastically saying 'Wow, you are so good at it, why are you so experienced?' Argh, it's so easy la, just connect the three wires!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the problem if i am going to be addicted to it...It's fun okay?! And, since my bro is totally not interested in Wii, the holiday entertainment programme problem is solved. He can use his com to go online and do whatever he wants, while she can just play with her Wii! Wait, then what's left for me? :'( Oh, i got by big fat 'O's , i forgot about that-_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gtg, off to my Facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8755288130466142634?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8755288130466142634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8755288130466142634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8755288130466142634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8755288130466142634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-sis.html' title='Happy birthday SIS!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2238596845735432076</id><published>2009-07-08T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:44:24.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Later is better than never, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why are some people so funny? I don't have time to buy a present for my sis(damn M'sia, it's not safe for me to go out myself), so i intend to buy one two days after her bday, and is that wrong? I would rather buy one she really likes than one that is bought at the last minute! Later is better than never, right? I really don't know what my mum is thinking, but whatever, she can nag all she wants. I am NOT going to buy a last minute present and that's it. I cried, again(damnit), because she kinda scolded me. Why am i starting to cry so easily lately? Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have been procrastinating since school reopened, and i think my luck is running out soon, because i know i am misusing God's given help. Always managed to avoid troubles from not handing in homework on time, like today i got that PISA thingy and i don't need to go MT, which i didn't finish my essay. Argh, i have void inspiration! My brain juice are evaporated by the radiation the computer is emitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eeks, my eyes are sore and i gotta brush my teeth now, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2238596845735432076?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2238596845735432076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2238596845735432076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2238596845735432076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2238596845735432076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/07/later-is-better-than-never-right.html' title='Later is better than never, right?'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6892110597150364349</id><published>2009-07-06T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:18:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stop my tears...</title><content type='html'>...Haha, the reason is not what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished the Zettai Kareshi last two episodes...I couldn't stop crying though, so my eyes now are red and sore...Don't even ask me why i cried, i can't control it!!! Maybe because i know the poor roboguy is dying, or maybe i didn't cry for too long so now it's all coming out. I feel really like, lighter, after i cried...Blah, what am i saying?I don't even have a reason to cry these days la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the show, i think HZ is going to cry watching the show too, muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And recently, i am very into the game Guitar Geek, maybe because i am a geek? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, i gtg go now, time for lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6892110597150364349?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6892110597150364349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6892110597150364349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6892110597150364349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6892110597150364349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-stop-my-tears.html' title='Can&apos;t stop my tears...'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-568923332193788523</id><published>2009-07-04T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:50:21.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Night, coolest novels on vampires(or vampyres?) i have ever read</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zdiOoiJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nQMXarjCMto/s1600-h/marked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zdiOoiJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nQMXarjCMto/s400/marked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354555064464214162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zd1W6S2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/j-QWNquLUI4/s1600-h/betrayed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zd1W6S2I/AAAAAAAAAUg/j-QWNquLUI4/s400/betrayed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354555069599206242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zeEoNBrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VOaAlK4Hc08/s1600-h/chosen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zeEoNBrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/VOaAlK4Hc08/s400/chosen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354555073698268850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zeZfa-kI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EG5jDlRrZfU/s1600-h/untamed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zeZfa-kI/AAAAAAAAAUw/EG5jDlRrZfU/s400/untamed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354555079298579010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zeko_kxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/z9zxS6wxIEA/s1600-h/hunted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zeko_kxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/z9zxS6wxIEA/s400/hunted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354555082291516178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;House of Night is better than Twilight!*screams* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, Twilight fans, don't come murdering me!*runs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Methinks Zoey should be with Stark, though now the situation is pretty amusing. Stark is her Warrior, Heath is her human consort(Imprint!) and Erik is her Vampyre consort, WITW?! Even the fallen angel, Kalona, is in love with her. MOTP, what do you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't wait for Tempted to come out! And hopefully, there will be a movie(though movies adapted from novels usually disappoint me, ahem, i'm not saying which one)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah, i shouldn't have finish one book in five hours!!!!!!*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And i feel so bad that now then i saw my birthday wishes on Facebook, when my b-day was half a month ago! Sorry!!! And thanks you very much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, gtg, my mum's com is lagging like nobody's business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S.I love Zoey and the Twins very much too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-568923332193788523?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/568923332193788523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=568923332193788523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/568923332193788523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/568923332193788523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/07/house-of-night-coolest-novels-on.html' title='House of Night, coolest novels on vampires(or vampyres?) i have ever read'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sk8zdiOoiJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nQMXarjCMto/s72-c/marked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8996030566089815934</id><published>2009-06-10T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:17:50.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WTF, i typed a whole long thing and it's now gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8996030566089815934?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8996030566089815934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8996030566089815934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8996030566089815934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8996030566089815934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6467237666777790457</id><published>2009-05-24T17:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:17:14.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkZfv1rSzI/AAAAAAAAASo/2rnWUL6VQqM/s1600-h/48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkZfv1rSzI/AAAAAAAAASo/2rnWUL6VQqM/s400/48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339326866432674610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Left to right: Jun Pyo, Yi Jung, Jan Di, Hoo Bin, Ji Hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boys over Flowers is here! And i have a new infatuation on the character SO YI JUNG.  He's cute, talented and rich(okay, and he's a flirt, but still)! I know, he's not real, but i will just fantasise a bit for now, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkZutnAE8I/AAAAAAAAASw/hI2JuEmATbw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkZutnAE8I/AAAAAAAAASw/hI2JuEmATbw/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339327123532288962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Flower Boys! I still find Yi Jung the hottest and cutest XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(From left to right)Hoo Bin-the 'almost extra' guy, Yi jung, Jun Pyo-who looks kinda hot but has an amusing curly hair and Ji Hoo-the one who looks quite nice as well but he's too emo from my view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkbfTzbzaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Vek8pHjnsac/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkbfTzbzaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Vek8pHjnsac/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329057930333602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Manga v.s. Real Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkbfcSDGyI/AAAAAAAAATA/ALnwrELSTVQ/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkbfcSDGyI/AAAAAAAAATA/ALnwrELSTVQ/s400/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329060206222114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And tadaa! Yi Jung!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkbfsS61jI/AAAAAAAAATI/dEea4sgvGNU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkbfsS61jI/AAAAAAAAATI/dEea4sgvGNU/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329064504841778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking adorable in a suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Shkbfzn3UhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O-KolYt_Cjo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Shkbfzn3UhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O-KolYt_Cjo/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329066471739922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's sooooooooooo cute like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcFpDg1hI/AAAAAAAAATY/_Tf8Ddg7USc/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcFpDg1hI/AAAAAAAAATY/_Tf8Ddg7USc/s400/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329716469945874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love his childish yet mischievous smile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcFxb8NmI/AAAAAAAAATg/6vmKMx383kM/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcFxb8NmI/AAAAAAAAATg/6vmKMx383kM/s400/39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329718719886946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it's official. His smile is gigawatt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcGIQaJnI/AAAAAAAAATo/_L9NMyddJc0/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcGIQaJnI/AAAAAAAAATo/_L9NMyddJc0/s400/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329724845532786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*stares**giggles**faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcGZw4rEI/AAAAAAAAATw/Xha-moEVAH8/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcGZw4rEI/AAAAAAAAATw/Xha-moEVAH8/s400/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329729545153602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;CUTE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Shkcx_LN60I/AAAAAAAAAT4/dOvSDQQyZso/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Shkcx_LN60I/AAAAAAAAAT4/dOvSDQQyZso/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339330478322084674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;His hairstyle is a little bit funny here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcyqHZj5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/q4G-f85-toI/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcyqHZj5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/q4G-f85-toI/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339330489848795026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Yi Jung and Ga Eul(Jan Di's BFF), the 'SoEulmates'. Their first meeting was in the porridge shop(BG of pic)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Shkcx_Hf0tI/AAAAAAAAAUA/32-X4sQPP4k/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Shkcx_Hf0tI/AAAAAAAAAUA/32-X4sQPP4k/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339330478306480850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They make a perfectly cute pair, don't they? She made him stop his flirting ways!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcydpcIPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JvIaWoppK7M/s1600-h/25.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkcydpcIPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JvIaWoppK7M/s400/25.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339330486501908722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Him giving a gift to um, someone. Aww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Standing ovation to the actor KIM BUN for playing him!! YAY!!! I think i am going to get cheated by this kind of guys but anyway, this kind of guys wouldn't want me, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I gotta go! Have to finish my Boys Over Flowers DVD!! Bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;P.S.He's hotter and cuter than Nate from Gossip Girl. Nate is so stoned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6467237666777790457?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6467237666777790457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6467237666777790457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6467237666777790457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6467237666777790457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/05/left-to-right-jun-pyo-yi-jung-jan-di.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShkZfv1rSzI/AAAAAAAAASo/2rnWUL6VQqM/s72-c/48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8913771036391781357</id><published>2009-05-18T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:13:54.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The MYE is over!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time for celebration!!!! Today, i went out with huizhen&lt;/span&gt;, renee, shanice, benjamin, yisiang, kelvin and sherman&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(though i actually don't like going out with those guys but...for somebody's sake, i tagged along ;-) ) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShFrLzDSXXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/yIoVjBpu9_Q/s1600-h/DSC02222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShFrLzDSXXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/yIoVjBpu9_Q/s400/DSC02222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337164883837476210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huizhen's watermelon shirt!!! Too lazy to flip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShFsFS3VP0I/AAAAAAAAAQg/A0WX76x9jvc/s1600-h/DSC02223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShFsFS3VP0I/AAAAAAAAAQg/A0WX76x9jvc/s400/DSC02223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337165871629811522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And guess what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, firstly, sherman who don't have a phone was late and we wasted our time searching for him when we could have watched the movie(Angels &amp;amp; Demons) and go kinokuniya after that(argh!). Shanice was so pissed off that she walked away, then followed by the girls. When we bought food and was standing outside a VCD shop watching Boys over Flowers, then a funny uncle came over and tell us "You know the name hor, means the guys are flirt one, they cheat girls one, don't get cheated by them har, blah blah blah" which left us speechless then bursting into laughter. What in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we were watching the movie, i was apparently too engrossed and bit my tongue real hard, it couldn't stop bleeding*sobs*I couldn't eat anything afterwards...A total torture!!!! I MUST EAT!!!! ESPECIALLY SPICY FOOD!!!!!*cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, i realised my ankles hurt because of my new shoes. On my way back to Boon Lay from Ang Mo Kio, i got stomachache. And the worst is, the lift was spoiled!!!! Total disaster!! Talk about bad luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShFsbXlQ9wI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cKe6uQb_1II/s1600-h/DSC02227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShFsbXlQ9wI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cKe6uQb_1II/s400/DSC02227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337166250853332738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What i wore for today! Dress with hoodie from Taiwan, bought by my mum!! Now i know why hoodies are so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i believes good luck comes after bad luck, so i should be okay, i guess...Though today was not a smooth trip, it's still okay because 1)The movie is awesome 2)I ate two bread that have egg, cheese and ham!!! YUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S.Mental note to myself: Never go out with ben &amp;amp; gang again.  Sorry, XXX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, my tongue still hurts:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8913771036391781357?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8913771036391781357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8913771036391781357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8913771036391781357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8913771036391781357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye-is-over-time-for-celebration-today.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/ShFrLzDSXXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/yIoVjBpu9_Q/s72-c/DSC02222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-836764691645349120</id><published>2009-05-16T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:54:02.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am feeling drained. Of energy, of memory space(i can't remember clearly anything that happened more than 2 years ago), and of self discipline that makes me want to study hard T_T Maybe i should do badly for this exam to find that drive back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway...YAY to end of MYE in two days!!!! And my mum agreed to let me learn Japanese while my dad promised me a trip(with friends only!) after 'O's!!! Awesome! But what i actually want now, is a laptop(or notebook or whatever you call the newest version, i don't know) with touchscreen!! That's is sooooo cool!! And i want a new phone, and Wii! Because Guitar Hero seems fun!!! Sigh, but it's impossible, so...*chants*Must not be greedy, be contented with what you have, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;must not be greedy, be contented with what you have, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;must not be greedy, be contented with what you have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry to my blog, i ignored you for a very long time, kisses! AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye now, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-836764691645349120?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/836764691645349120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=836764691645349120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/836764691645349120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/836764691645349120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-feeling-drained.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2958317914963920588</id><published>2009-03-05T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:20:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving and hating the rain</title><content type='html'>Loving it, because it really cools down the weather. Hating it, because my shoes are WET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;Scared.&lt;br /&gt;Excited.&lt;br /&gt;Awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;Hopeful. &lt;br /&gt;Worried.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Hateful.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Tickled.&lt;br /&gt;Amused.&lt;br /&gt;Struggling.&lt;br /&gt;Torn apart inside.&lt;br /&gt;Insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe these are what i feel now??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2958317914963920588?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2958317914963920588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2958317914963920588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2958317914963920588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2958317914963920588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/03/loving-and-hating-rain.html' title='Loving and hating the rain'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3031301146157930839</id><published>2009-02-12T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:50:56.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, the 'top student' forgot to wear her goggles during the starting of the SPA. I am so damn dead. If i was only using distilled water when i realised that, maybe it's not so bad, but i was using the ACID. The stupid HYDROCHLORIC ACID which is supposingly dangerous. Yay. And i overshot in ALL my titrations. Classic. I wonder why i still managed to get the correct values(renee didn't overshot but her acid used was more than mine).Luckily. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM REALLY DEAD!!!!! MDM SANTHA'S GOING TO STRANGLE ME!!! I AM GOING TO OPEN THE WINDOW AND JUMP OUT. &lt;s&gt;Though my room is only on second floor.&lt;/s&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3031301146157930839?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3031301146157930839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3031301146157930839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3031301146157930839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3031301146157930839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-1349120050088675100</id><published>2009-02-08T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:04:07.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something weird is going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-1349120050088675100?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/1349120050088675100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=1349120050088675100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1349120050088675100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1349120050088675100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-weird-is-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8702924291122990386</id><published>2009-01-30T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:51:04.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, there's something seriously wrong with my brain and i am absolutely positive about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I lost my pendrive. WOW. I definitely put it somewhere at home, but i just can't find it. I got lots of important stuffs inside. And here i am, online-ing instead of trying to look for it. My memory compartment is failing me. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!I hope it's not flushed down the toilet bowl when i went to toilet with it inside my pocket/it's not spinning inside the wahing machine now/i threw it out of window when i was tidying up my things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I keep hearing the super duper irritating buzzing of mosquitos when i lie on my bed. Gosh, someone help me. I am getting insomnia because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.'O' levels' coming and i am here. Yeah, and watching anime and reading manga. And i just got nagged by my dad and i actually nearly wanted to retort him. OH no, i am ruining my good girl image(but yeah, i AM a good girl except that i read manga and watch anime when i am not supposed to).P.S.i am not a manga freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I am talking abt my shortcomings. I look like an attention-seeker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I actually was/is trying to attract attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I am just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that above conclusions are reliable? If there's something wrong with my brains, it isn't true/reliable. But, if they are false, that means i am not crazy.Contradiction!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8702924291122990386?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8702924291122990386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8702924291122990386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8702924291122990386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8702924291122990386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/01/gosh-theres-something-seriously-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-5224467470270240049</id><published>2009-01-30T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:38:09.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Janice:D:&lt;br /&gt;Directions: Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love eggs, especially fried ones.&lt;br /&gt;2. Good results for 'O' levels(duh)&lt;br /&gt;3. Want to slim down.&lt;br /&gt;4. I got a Milo obssession.&lt;br /&gt;5. D.Gray-man is the best manga i have ever read.Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;6. I go online whenever i can.(duh)&lt;br /&gt;7. Fantasy stories are fantastic and i absolutely love them.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love Chocolates. CHOCOLATES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;9. I read before i sleep, that's why i got short-sightedness.&lt;br /&gt;10. I love Code Geass: Lelouch of Rebellion(anime).&lt;br /&gt;11. I love Skip Beat(manga).&lt;br /&gt;12. I love Ijimae and it's the best drama ever.&lt;br /&gt;13. I want to improve my memory.&lt;br /&gt;14. I want to be friends with MOTP forever.&lt;br /&gt;15. I want to earn lots of money, but not in an evil way.&lt;br /&gt;16. I wish that my family and friends can stay happy and healthy forever.(Thanks for your reminder, Janice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, can i add extra?&lt;br /&gt;17. I am not a manga/anime craze. Nor geek. Nor nerd.&lt;br /&gt;18. I want to learn Mahjong(for god knows why...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 people :&lt;br /&gt;1.Serene&lt;br /&gt;2.Huizhen&lt;br /&gt;3.Wendy&lt;br /&gt;4.Shanice&lt;br /&gt;5.Bing Ming&lt;br /&gt;6.Mariel&lt;br /&gt;7.Rebekah&lt;br /&gt;8.Qiqi&lt;br /&gt;9.Felicia&lt;br /&gt;10-16.Whoever sees this.&lt;br /&gt;(Above people are chosen because i have their blog links...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-5224467470270240049?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/5224467470270240049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=5224467470270240049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5224467470270240049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5224467470270240049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-janiced-directions-once-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-5450959382876992308</id><published>2009-01-13T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:45:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slept in class in today and was caught, thanks to her and of course, myself too for watching the TV till too late.:P I can't concentrate sitting behind! I know i am being whiney, but at least Mdm Annur also agreed that vertically challenged people should not sit behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, okay, and anyway, i decided i am too lazy to post abt the last two days of my Korean trip, since all were abt shopping and nth much to see. Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For who knows why, I just can't feel the stress despite Mr Chia keep wacking me abt getting all A1... I am just like that. My pressure system is either too slow to react, or my destressing programme is very good, which i dunno when did i even destress. Maybe comics? I dunno, what i only know that now i am still reading comics and struggling to write my essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and, i just have to mention this! He's so smart and cute and funny and idiotic! I just love him so much! And he is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Iljimae!(Okay, maybe he rank after Allen and Edward...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Pardon me, but pls dun call me top student or elite or genius or whatever. I am shy. Not really humble, just shy. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited that i got the Twilight soundtrack!*screams and hop on my bed, my earpieces attached and the songs playing from my phone*My phone card memory is almost used up! I am left with like, 30 Mb, when i have 2 Mb memory initially? Crap. I want to buy another one. My thumbdrive is even worse. 4Gb-&gt;200Mb, because i stored a lot of songs and DOTA inside. And photos. And homework. If i ever lose it, i will kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough nagging(though i dun think anyone would ne reading this, cos all of them are mugging for o levels!), Bibyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-5450959382876992308?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/5450959382876992308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=5450959382876992308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5450959382876992308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5450959382876992308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-slept-in-class-in-today-and-was.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-7396287645772126184</id><published>2008-12-17T20:49:00.044+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:48:45.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anniohaseyo! I still miss the weather in Korea, though it was freezing. Anyway i am so happy that i only gained one kg. Haha. Okay, this's dumb. I took a total of 382 pics there, which 131 of them were about the Teddies in the Teddy Museum&lt;3. I love the Teddy Museum! My dad took a grand total of 540 photos there! Okay, i will stop babbling now. Hobey-ho, here we go!(......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/12&lt;br /&gt;Reached the airport at around 8pm and went to eat. My father wanted to go to the hawker centre but we got lost instead...so we went all the way up 3 floors pushing the trolley. People were staring at us, probably thinking what are we doing at the basement level. When we went to check-in our luggage, we were super pissed off. The tour manager of another group was in front of us but most of her group members were behind us. She simply ignored us and asked her members to cut the queue. Dark clouds were looming over my dad's forehead. That's not good for the start of a trip... My parents tried to reason with them but it was no use. In the end we just waited and waited. How dumb is this? Changi Airport should so something about this. This is seriously unreasonable. Maybe they should treat these people like pri school kids and just build some metal railings for each counter to make people queue up. Boarded the plane at around 10.30pm and off we go! I slept all the way on the plane because i was having motion sickness again. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/12&lt;br /&gt;Reached Korea at 5+am Korean time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUjylod5ENI/AAAAAAAAADM/k-RYxA7-Kmc/s1600-h/DSC01433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUjylod5ENI/AAAAAAAAADM/k-RYxA7-Kmc/s320/DSC01433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280737291423781074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incheon International Airport looked inferior compared to Changi Airport. It looked more like some simple domestic airport. We met our guide there who is a Korean Chinese. We quickly went to change into winter costume because the temperature outside is near 0 degrees Celcius. We bought some doughnuts from Dunkin' Donuts. Speaking of this, everywhere we went in Korea, there seems to be a Dunkin' Donuts shop there. Almost like Mcdonald's here but there were much more. These Koreans realy like to eat doughnuts. Back to the topic, we were real funny. When we were supposed to go out and board the bus, me and my sis and mum went in the wrong direction and were panicky until my dad found us. There were 35 people in our groups which i later came to knowledge that our group have 4 manys. There were many females, many youngsters, many birthdays and many teachers! Because there were many teachers, our group was quite disciplined and noone was ever late. We were divided into a few groups, some were families, some were friends and couples. The largest group consists of 8 young people, 5 gals and 3 guys. There were 3 couple among them. To my surprise, 6 of the group were Malaysians teaching Chinese in Singapore who got to know each other when they were sent to Taiwan to study Chinese by MOE. Funny. There were also two familes with two daughter, another family with an only daughter, my family, a pair of good friends which one of them was Indian, an old couple and another quite large family which i still don't know who's who even now. Anyway, the guide was humourous. There was another woman who was our photographer and she is really nice and helpful. Our tour manager was from HongKong and he migrated to Singapore 15 years ago so his Chinese is a little different from us. OKay, i think i babble too much and you guys are probably faling asleep. Sorry! I am really naggy! Okay, okay, i will continue now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first station: Mt seorak.  &lt;br /&gt;We stopped a few times during the journey there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUjzQnF8osI/AAAAAAAAADU/MCR_X9fouqk/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUjzQnF8osI/AAAAAAAAADU/MCR_X9fouqk/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280738029789291202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus at the rest station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj4rGjvcDI/AAAAAAAAADs/EX2kIRRZatU/s1600-h/DSC01442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj4rGjvcDI/AAAAAAAAADs/EX2kIRRZatU/s320/DSC01442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280743982470492210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fo my fav, fried sweet potato! But it's much harder than fries because it is too dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tap water at the stations was so cold that my fingers felt like burning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj0uFaa6AI/AAAAAAAAADc/WzNTmOm1rBA/s1600-h/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj0uFaa6AI/AAAAAAAAADc/WzNTmOm1rBA/s320/DSC01443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280739635656058882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom steamboat. Yucks.I love the fishcake like thingy though i don't really like to eat fishcake. I hated the other side dishes which were mostly kimchi and squid. Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt Seorak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkBdUGW30I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ro2qix4093s/s1600-h/DSCF0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkBdUGW30I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ro2qix4093s/s320/DSCF0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280753641191825218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj36BERimI/AAAAAAAAADk/n1_W_ef2IGI/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj36BERimI/AAAAAAAAADk/n1_W_ef2IGI/s320/DSC01448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280743139182742114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj_rd5s0cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/I34OvByiLR8/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUj_rd5s0cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/I34OvByiLR8/s320/DSC01450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280751685318005186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkAa6_29iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Hn1DQ8nF_Ts/s1600-h/DSCF0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkAa6_29iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Hn1DQ8nF_Ts/s320/DSCF0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280752500582315554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkBBCjqaoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7cm7lsNfsPA/s1600-h/DSCF0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkBBCjqaoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7cm7lsNfsPA/s320/DSCF0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280753155446565506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 hours, we reached Mt Seorak. Mt Seorak was supposed to have the nicest scenery of all in the trip. We were supposed to go Jeju on the first day but due to some problems our itinerary was changed and we seriously regretted that. First reason, when we hopped out of the bus, i immediately froze into an popsicle. According to the news, the weather that day and the next was abnormal and i agreed to that because it was really bone-chilling there! The wind was super strong and the temperature there was about -5. The wind was so strong that even i was nearly swept off my feet. Thanks to the wind, we can't take the cable car to the peak and missed a lot of nice scenery. I only managed to take some pictures because once i took off my gloves to take photo, it immediately went numb... And i was dumb enough to think that the patch of dirt on my finger was frostbite. Hehheh.These were all me and my dad got. Only both of us dared to take off our gloves to take pics. Maybe because me and my dad got more oil under our skins to keep us warm. But he got more than me because he took most of the photos here. LOLs. You don't believe it? Look down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkCFWh_OqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aHR6QWCrP2k/s1600-h/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkCFWh_OqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aHR6QWCrP2k/s320/DSC01447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280754329039354530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist Fashion No.1.(there's more to come!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkC2DojDJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1SWuiRyvezs/s1600-h/DSCF0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkC2DojDJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1SWuiRyvezs/s320/DSCF0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280755165780184210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have their cameras with them too but they were too busy trying to keep themselves warm. Guess which one's me? We were all wrapped up, ready to be Christmas presents!(Okay, this is a really bad joke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkDsX9tz0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QlKItKjRNC8/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUkDsX9tz0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QlKItKjRNC8/s320/DSCF0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280756098950614850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Buddha was facing North Korea, as a representation of South Koreans who wish that the Korean Peninsula will be united again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed no longer than probably half an hour and everyone escaped into the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to check into our hotel. It's called Kensington Stars Hotel. It looked quite grand but i got no time to take photos and people were blocking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpF5lQX5lI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ica_Yft7p4A/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpF5lQX5lI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ica_Yft7p4A/s320/DSC01453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281110368600974930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpEjFdv77I/AAAAAAAAAE4/yR8BQFMhIew/s1600-h/DSC01451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpEjFdv77I/AAAAAAAAAE4/yR8BQFMhIew/s320/DSC01451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281108882598391730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration counter. The whole design was quite elegant and magnificent, but i couldn't take much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpG5wrQBOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fkf6SvcCwcI/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpG5wrQBOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Fkf6SvcCwcI/s320/DSC01456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281111471178122466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piano, if i remember correctly, was almost a century old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another piano which was playing on it's own and my sis thought it was some ghost. There was actually a machine controlling it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpPvWsRfqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZySHp_aKstA/s1600-h/DSCF0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpPvWsRfqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZySHp_aKstA/s320/DSCF0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281121188009049762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my sis and my parents were crazy enough to go out again in the evening. It was still super cold and we hid in a shop while looking around for souvenirs. When the wind started to die down a little bit, we rushed back to the hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for dinner at around 7. It was Bibimbap, something like claypot fried rice but with lots of veggies. Yucks. I love the special sauce there. I don't really know what sauce is that, but i heard that it's made of fermented beans or something like that. My mum told the guide i don't eat veggie and he immediately asked the cook to prepare two fried eggs with rice for me. After i ate one, the cook decided that the egg was too burnt and changed another two eggs for me. After dinner, i went to use the computer. This was the only hotel that provided free internet access...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpJq0gafbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bjs-_AchgCY/s1600-h/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpJq0gafbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bjs-_AchgCY/s320/DSC01458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281114513043258802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehheh, that's my bro there. The flashlight made the room looked dark. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/12&lt;br /&gt;Morning call at 7. I just slammed the phone when it rang, only to know that someone was talking on the phone instead of some machine. Oops. I love the buffet because there were fries! Yum! Then we were off to YongPyong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YongPyong: This is the place where Bae Yong Gun and Cui Zhi You(i don't know her name, so this is just the Chinese pronunciation of it) shoot their famous Winter Sonata. Neither of our group was a big fan of it though. There was a cable car there which was where they shoot one of the scenes in the show. The story of the cable car was super funny though. When the show was broadcasted, one crazy fan of the show who was an aunty noticed that the cable car they sat in was no.14. The news got out and lots of people went there to take turns to sit on cable car no.14. The manager there was exasperated and decided to display it instead so that everyone can take photo of it...How funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpTH3iWPBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aszfXHANSlA/s1600-h/DSCF0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUpTH3iWPBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aszfXHANSlA/s320/DSCF0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281124907677531154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-daa~ The famous cable car no.14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we took the cable car up to the peak of the skiing slope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuLccVu8NI/AAAAAAAAAFo/V1aPqPzx5LE/s1600-h/DSCF0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuLccVu8NI/AAAAAAAAAFo/V1aPqPzx5LE/s320/DSCF0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281468308781986002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuUrsHVHeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1yc08ehEkBs/s1600-h/DSCF0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuUrsHVHeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1yc08ehEkBs/s320/DSCF0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281478466319228386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuVVf8-SLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VxNciaGVZkQ/s1600-h/DSC01468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuVVf8-SLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VxNciaGVZkQ/s320/DSC01468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281479184609069234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random pics me and dad took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hut there called Dragon Hut or something like that. It was super freezing there. Imagine -20 degrees with hurricane-like wind. It's even colder than a freezer! I only managed to take some photos because my fingers were almost disabled and my phone kept shutting down on it's own because it was too cold there. The scenery there was quite nice though. But i don't have much pics to show you. I quickly ducked back into the hut and bought a hot chocolate after taking the photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuWYERGk8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/-0bG86J-6KM/s1600-h/DSC01478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuWYERGk8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/-0bG86J-6KM/s320/DSC01478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281480328228541378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! It was so cold that my fingers were numb and my phone went bonkers, so the pic is blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuXJYvH-hI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wfJ5ZU1ePJo/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuXJYvH-hI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wfJ5ZU1ePJo/s320/DSC01486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281481175536761362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireplace in the hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuZJc77jaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/zMhk8RToDfw/s1600-h/DSCF0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuZJc77jaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/zMhk8RToDfw/s320/DSCF0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483375687470498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUufagId-_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zCfU-q8HBJ4/s1600-h/DSCF0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUufagId-_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zCfU-q8HBJ4/s320/DSCF0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281490265672907762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa! The famous Bae Yong Gun and Cui Zhi You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went down and went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuf9L3OBAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jJsxeoef_UA/s1600-h/DSC01490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuf9L3OBAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jJsxeoef_UA/s320/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281490861527270402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They leave the fish outside to dry them up during the winter. These fish are used to cook our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to rent skiing costumes after lunch. Before we went to ski, we checked into the hotel called Dragon Valley Resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUug07QEqkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yI_cp8vybck/s1600-h/DSC01491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUug07QEqkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yI_cp8vybck/s320/DSC01491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281491819140786754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuiCdRBKFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cm2bKeYSe4c/s1600-h/DSC01492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuiCdRBKFI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cm2bKeYSe4c/s320/DSC01492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281493151121483858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am ready to go skiing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we are ready to ski!!! We didn't take much photos because we were busy learning to ski. The photographer took some for us, but i am too lazy to scan it into the com now. Hehheh. It was really funny because a lot of people were sliding backwards as they cannot control their skis yet. Everyone was like 'Whoaaaaaaaa', 'Ahhhhh, I am going down!', 'Help me!' and 'Ah!'. I am proud to say that i wasn't one of them, because i was using my pole to hold onto the ground, hehhehheh. It was quite easy to learn though, and soon almost everyone was enjoying it. Super tiring to go up the slope to ski down though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuoKACF5wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/skCURDNAEYs/s1600-h/DSCF0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUuoKACF5wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/skCURDNAEYs/s320/DSCF0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281499877782972162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see who's who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4stNPXHHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/n76ILAIt9-w/s1600-h/DSCF0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4stNPXHHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/n76ILAIt9-w/s320/DSCF0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282208568111996018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4uqDa-BlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/2lgpmPrjz0E/s1600-h/DSCF0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4uqDa-BlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/2lgpmPrjz0E/s320/DSCF0086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282210712959977042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU42GOQxvaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XXSawlyrce8/s1600-h/DSCF0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU42GOQxvaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/XXSawlyrce8/s320/DSCF0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282218893487750562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, sis and mum by the frozen river beside the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the indoor waterworld. Played Lazy River, Wave Pool and slides there. It was still cold though the water was warm. And then here comes the challenge. To go to the jacuzzi pool, we have to be totally naked. Everyone was hesistating, while the Koreans there looked at us like aliens. Hey, they were used to it what. In the end, we went in bravely! Yeah! But we were still hiding under the water most of the time. But we still have to bathe naked...No photos, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went back to hotel, we just watched the Tv until we fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/12&lt;br /&gt;Next day, we went to Seoul for a while first because our flight to Jeju was scheduled at 4pm. It was snowing on the road but we couldn't stop so....ahhhhh! The scenery was very nice! Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 hours, we went to the "Nu Ren Jie" which literally mean Woman Street. I guess you know what's there already. Clothes! Shoes! Bags! My family was totally bored because it's not practical to buy the clothes there as they were all winter costumes... So we just walked around to find food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4yuuqd-BI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KeEtMEF3OEE/s1600-h/DSCF0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4yuuqd-BI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/KeEtMEF3OEE/s320/DSCF0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282215191333697554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU438Uk88SI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IieOSc8wmMg/s1600-h/DSCF0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU438Uk88SI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IieOSc8wmMg/s320/DSCF0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282220922407547170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav! Imagine thick version of Pringles but much nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat lunch at a nearby restaurant. The Teppanyaki Chicken Rice was super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU48SrABkmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TOOyMi9ilRQ/s1600-h/DSCF0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU48SrABkmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TOOyMi9ilRQ/s320/DSCF0125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282225704430309986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to Gimpo Domestic Airport and off we go to Jeju!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite late when we reached Jeju. We immediately headed for our first destination there. Dragon Head Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4-FoDEiKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oT0D-iilCzY/s1600-h/DSCF0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4-FoDEiKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oT0D-iilCzY/s320/DSCF0130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282227679322736802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see any dragon head lookalike there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to another shopping street again. It's situated underground. And it's all clothes, shoes, bags and cosmetics again. Super bored. But i regretted not buying a pair of boots there because my mum heard that the boots there are really cheap and nice... Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4-1ZFgq5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/0I6HLGPoD-4/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4-1ZFgq5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/0I6HLGPoD-4/s320/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282228499940158354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underground shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went for dinner. Seafood dinner. Each person have to pay about S$40!!!!Crazy!But quite nice except it's a waste of money for most of my family because we don't really like to eat seafood except for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4_sQz0EXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6xyq1M3Q4wg/s1600-h/DSC01528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU4_sQz0EXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6xyq1M3Q4wg/s320/DSC01528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282229442611253618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetisers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5AwxSbC8I/AAAAAAAAAII/HTmTW3sc4EQ/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5AwxSbC8I/AAAAAAAAAII/HTmTW3sc4EQ/s320/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282230619560676290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main dish. Those are raw fish slices. We don't dare to eat them raw so we cooked them in the steamboat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5BfGoxWVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aXDwUVlXjB0/s1600-h/DSC01534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5BfGoxWVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aXDwUVlXjB0/s320/DSC01534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282231415565539666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crabby: HIIIIIII! WE ARE THE CRABS FROM KOREA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5JZD0e3CI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DrVY7AiCsCc/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5JZD0e3CI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DrVY7AiCsCc/s320/DSC01532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282240107823160354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super yucky raw octopus. My dad's the only one who dare to eat it...Okay just kidding. Not so big la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5LBVbAJcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/v5xMqzy-75k/s1600-h/DSCF0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5LBVbAJcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/v5xMqzy-75k/s320/DSCF0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282241899254523330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelers(or whatever is that disgusting thing) will suck your tongue if you don't chew it and let it be in your mouth. WTH. When it stopped wriggling, we added wasabi to it and it started wriggling again. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back to resort. The resort has an island of it's own. Super cool and new. Our group took up one whole building at Bella Terrace. Bella!!!! It reminded me of Twilight and i nearly went crazy. Anyway the resort was so nice i can't describe it with my limited vocab. And photography skills. But i will still show you some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5Dokjv3BI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jie_-PCB0XQ/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SU5Dokjv3BI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jie_-PCB0XQ/s320/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282233777239612434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDV1MozGnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wHrLjtuIwyo/s1600-h/DSCF0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDV1MozGnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wHrLjtuIwyo/s320/DSCF0162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282957472807721586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly weds we met at the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDXwP4JGQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zk5pGY5geGY/s1600-h/DSCF0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDXwP4JGQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zk5pGY5geGY/s320/DSCF0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282959586801293570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Henge. I look quite strange wearing that purple shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDZHpJgfkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/B_M7M1W3l4w/s1600-h/DSCF0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDZHpJgfkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/B_M7M1W3l4w/s320/DSCF0182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282961088233635394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field beside Bella's Terrace. My dad's hand is trembling. Maybe because he felt cold or the wind there was too strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDZzeaFTaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ow_xwklYOnM/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDZzeaFTaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Ow_xwklYOnM/s320/DSC01550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282961841264610722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDcYwOsCDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9XF8fRW-HEM/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDcYwOsCDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9XF8fRW-HEM/s320/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282964680727070770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDeMlOwAYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ik32-Y8TScs/s1600-h/DSCF0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDeMlOwAYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ik32-Y8TScs/s320/DSCF0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282966670639366530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleeping room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDe2nlpLKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/b5cepYGxrHA/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDe2nlpLKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/b5cepYGxrHA/s320/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282967392826764450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dunno-for-what-but-prolly-it's-for-changing-clothes-and-connected-to-balcony room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDfbKyBpoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zGJfpopGxQ4/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDfbKyBpoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zGJfpopGxQ4/s320/DSC01551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968020749231746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet. There's a TV beside the bathtub! But i forgot to take a photo of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/12&lt;br /&gt;Next morning we went for a delicious buffet. There's a lot of varieties! After that we went to climb Sunrise Peak. Of course we didn't watch sunrise because the time was late and the sky was gloomy. I was the first to reach! Mainly because others were taking photos while climbing. I wanted to go up first so i can take photos with noone blocking. Sunrise Peak is actually a dormant volcano peak. Now trees have grown on the crater. I spent about 20 mins reaching the peak. The hill is just a little higher according to the guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDg94OuhvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/D9T6QDnLE0U/s1600-h/DSC01594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDg94OuhvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/D9T6QDnLE0U/s320/DSC01594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282969716576388850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDhnEAGmUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x9tZ11-RVCs/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDhnEAGmUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/x9tZ11-RVCs/s320/DSC01619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282970424110913858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDj94cSewI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eqitOb3Jphk/s1600-h/DSCF0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDj94cSewI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eqitOb3Jphk/s320/DSCF0228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282973015168154370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over the wooden fence and got scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDkoPFw9bI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_eQIDy1ZTWs/s1600-h/DSC01611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDkoPFw9bI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_eQIDy1ZTWs/s320/DSC01611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282973742802204082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was buying the chocs like crazy after we came down from the hill. My mum bought so much that the chocs filled the whole mini-sized luggage.That's where i bought my souvenirs for MOTP. I don't have enought budget to buy for many people, because i spent most of them to buy my dear dear teddy bear. Ahhh! I love teddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, back to the topic, we went to an orchard to take photos after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDl22vJRzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-ZbaDoTojjE/s1600-h/DSCF0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDl22vJRzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-ZbaDoTojjE/s320/DSCF0260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282975093474543410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehheh, my head's hanging there like a ghost right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDnKLTVBoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qg81qz4fJRM/s1600-h/DSCF0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDnKLTVBoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qg81qz4fJRM/s320/DSCF0259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282976524924159618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh i think this is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the cultural village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDsnILinyI/AAAAAAAAALI/UwCNz83mxrU/s1600-h/DSCF0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDsnILinyI/AAAAAAAAALI/UwCNz83mxrU/s320/DSCF0264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282982519860535074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our guides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDp8v80pNI/AAAAAAAAAK4/D0q0CONG2ys/s1600-h/DSCF0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDp8v80pNI/AAAAAAAAAK4/D0q0CONG2ys/s320/DSCF0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282979592778589394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black pig. They were kept in the 'toilet' in the past. When the guys wanted to use the toilets, they had to bring along a stick with them to keep the pigs away or the pigs would think that the guys' thingy was a food...WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDt6PqUXYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/k1bBW2MSGCs/s1600-h/DSCF0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVDt6PqUXYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/k1bBW2MSGCs/s320/DSCF0271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282983947797814658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This village is also where they shot Da Chang Jin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a seaside after that. I can't be bother to explain how those lava rocks formed their shape. Just check the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTOBG4sqYI/AAAAAAAAALg/mlrfAiUzJTw/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTOBG4sqYI/AAAAAAAAALg/mlrfAiUzJTw/s400/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284074781236046210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How they were formed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTOnrL5O-I/AAAAAAAAALo/UbAUXni7H74/s1600-h/DSC01655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTOnrL5O-I/AAAAAAAAALo/UbAUXni7H74/s400/DSC01655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284075443815267298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTPHfHcvEI/AAAAAAAAALw/VomKpXJvJYc/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTPHfHcvEI/AAAAAAAAALw/VomKpXJvJYc/s400/DSC01656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284075990331210818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTPnSFouHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iFCo3APR7uk/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTPnSFouHI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iFCo3APR7uk/s400/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284076536589760626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The columnar joints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to see the waterfall but too bad the weather was too dry and the waterfall looked pathetic. We then crossed the Fairy Bridge and we were off to the Teddy Bear Musuem!!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTNnUqeGqI/AAAAAAAAALY/dImkCkjdM78/s1600-h/DSCF0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTNnUqeGqI/AAAAAAAAALY/dImkCkjdM78/s320/DSCF0308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284074338257869474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairy Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the TBM!!!! I took 131 photos there...I will just put the cute and special ones here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTQUc-ACxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8HPjMgaeaVo/s1600-h/DSC01693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTQUc-ACxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8HPjMgaeaVo/s400/DSC01693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284077312604637970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTQ3Cw2KbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4Z5h-_Bk_YM/s1600-h/DSC01721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTQ3Cw2KbI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4Z5h-_Bk_YM/s400/DSC01721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284077906865564082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow White and the seven dwarfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTRpGYOJxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tj_n9xU-vDs/s1600-h/DSC01722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTRpGYOJxI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/tj_n9xU-vDs/s400/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284078766829479698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTSLHIy54I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Y5lk4rRCgmo/s1600-h/DSC01723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTSLHIy54I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Y5lk4rRCgmo/s400/DSC01723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284079351148767106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTStTKvzBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ISAlvkZbhpI/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTStTKvzBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ISAlvkZbhpI/s400/DSC01729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284079938493729810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Monroe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTTGGdI7FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ruFg7CFDgkg/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTTGGdI7FI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ruFg7CFDgkg/s400/DSC01728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284080364577942610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTTowbvDDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gfYJSm7vu9Y/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTTowbvDDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gfYJSm7vu9Y/s400/DSC01747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284080959961893938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles and Diana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTUSOKIa0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/rKzJc810ZvY/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTUSOKIa0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/rKzJc810ZvY/s400/DSC01810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284081672315759426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bear with diamond(or gold? Forgotten...) eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTVTHflUFI/AAAAAAAAANA/ljZ2tMwJ1Zs/s1600-h/DSC01799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTVTHflUFI/AAAAAAAAANA/ljZ2tMwJ1Zs/s400/DSC01799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284082787218182226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav!!! Alfred from Princess Hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXjrkq10I/AAAAAAAAANo/zYNmFChFrxQ/s1600-h/DSC01798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXjrkq10I/AAAAAAAAANo/zYNmFChFrxQ/s400/DSC01798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284085270804354882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXjrZ2aGI/AAAAAAAAANg/jrLfeix-BGY/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXjrZ2aGI/AAAAAAAAANg/jrLfeix-BGY/s400/DSC01797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284085270758975586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXizLeEUI/AAAAAAAAANY/INxUuMdJemo/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXizLeEUI/AAAAAAAAANY/INxUuMdJemo/s400/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284085255666274626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXiuh0anI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xzH2FSvrmp8/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXiuh0anI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xzH2FSvrmp8/s400/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284085254417836658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXiIiCEdI/AAAAAAAAANI/wNj2h0ImLT4/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTXiIiCEdI/AAAAAAAAANI/wNj2h0ImLT4/s400/DSC01794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284085244218184146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also from Princess Hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTZ2CsbPdI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ek0E3jn5yGI/s1600-h/DSCF0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTZ2CsbPdI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ek0E3jn5yGI/s400/DSCF0348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284087785271803346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LV Bear. The most expensive teddy bear costing 229,783,793 won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTYO5kBA6I/AAAAAAAAANw/UWzoRX4xJ6k/s1600-h/DSC01805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTYO5kBA6I/AAAAAAAAANw/UWzoRX4xJ6k/s400/DSC01805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284086013294085026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallest teddy bear in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTanW2H0HI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UhFdfsNqyNE/s1600-h/DSC01830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTanW2H0HI/AAAAAAAAAOA/UhFdfsNqyNE/s400/DSC01830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284088632494772338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my dear dear Ah Bwear at the musuem too! 22,000 won... My bear is constantly changing his name though... Isn't he cute??? Awwwwwww... I am totally in love with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so much more but i am really lazy to upload them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bidding my dear Teddy Bear Musuem goodbye, we headed to Lotte Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTd3vRjJ6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/xzWIZga5dtc/s1600-h/DSCF0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTd3vRjJ6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/xzWIZga5dtc/s400/DSCF0361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284092212465051554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTbp8kfUII/AAAAAAAAAOI/6ZWXXLtm_cU/s1600-h/DSC01824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTbp8kfUII/AAAAAAAAAOI/6ZWXXLtm_cU/s400/DSC01824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284089776492728450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTcWwYUPsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E261BI14BH4/s1600-h/DSC01825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SVTcWwYUPsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E261BI14BH4/s400/DSC01825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284090546314559170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from my room. Yep, that's an ice rink there. This hotel was the place they shot 'All In'.(though i dunno what show is that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they have a seriously stupid design. My room was among the very end of the level, and guess what, we took almost 3 minutes to just walk to my room! We have a bend here and then a twist there, then a bend here again! WTH. Moreover, we were dragging our suitcases! However, the hotel looked grand. And they have a lot of shops  like LV, Chanel and blah blah blah branded things that i don't remember. And the young adults in the group chiong to the casino right after they carried their suitcase back to their rooms...Anyway i was bathing half way when my dad came to rush me because we were going to catch the 'volcano show'. Argh. I forgot to wear my long john and nearly froze because i didn't want to wear my jacket. I duno what i was thinking anyway... The show was quite okay, only to trick kids that kind of level. After i watched Tv then went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-7396287645772126184?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/7396287645772126184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=7396287645772126184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7396287645772126184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7396287645772126184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/12/anniohaseyo-i-will-post-about-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SUjylod5ENI/AAAAAAAAADM/k-RYxA7-Kmc/s72-c/DSC01433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6391994446574347551</id><published>2008-12-16T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:56:34.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kuroshitsuji is quite a nice manga to read. Funny, paranormal and quite bloody. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6391994446574347551?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6391994446574347551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6391994446574347551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6391994446574347551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6391994446574347551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/12/kuroshitsuji-is-quite-nice-manga-to.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-971293328303396973</id><published>2008-12-14T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:56:45.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on the Korea trip photos and i lost interest halfway. I THINK i will post about it. Someday. When i am free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can somebody buy the whole series of Twilight for me?*hint hint MOTP* I know this is unreasonable, but my mum don't allow me to buy it. Anything more than SG$10 is considered as expensive to her. My comics which are only $5.50 are already getting complains from her! Argh! What in the world? Who cares? I will still buy it in secret if she don't let me buy and keep at home. I will try to get Twilight and New Moon on my own, but i am not sure if this will work out. I should have used the Popular vouchers gave by the school to buy it. I didn't do that because that time i still don't know about Twilight. AHHHHHHHH! And i don't want second hand books! Thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we remain best friends MOTP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i can make it for the 22/12 movie trip. I think. This is driving me crazy. I haven't finish my homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope a speedy recovery for my parents. They fell sick after the Korea trip. Sometimes i wonder why me, the only anti-veggie person in the family, seldom fall sick while other does. Maybe i am blessed with a healthy body. Thank God. I hope it stays this way forever. I am being greedy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gtg. Bi-byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-971293328303396973?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/971293328303396973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=971293328303396973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/971293328303396973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/971293328303396973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/12/hola-i-am-working-on-korea-trip-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-435419752388065058</id><published>2008-12-01T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:43:53.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love Twilight and DGrayman.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since i post, mostly because i was lazy, and i didn't really have the time to use com. Whoa that makes me seems to be reaaaaaaallly busy, except the fact that i was actually watching The Cheetah Girls 1,2,3 for the whole weekend, as well as window shopping with my parents. Wait, it wasn't really window shopping either. I was actually spending most of my time in Harris(Popular) than walking around. I spent 5 hours to finish about half of Breaking Dawn, which is 495 pages. I am going to continue reading it the next time i go there, so i gotta remember the page number. Yeah, you can say i am uncivilised, but i really can't wait for Scarfy to hand me the book. I finished the eighth saga of Pendragon series which is The Pilgrims of Rayne. In 5 hours. And i think, i am going to start on A Thousand Splendid Suns. Reading all these did not really improve my English though... Where's my determination? I wanted to do English exercises, uh-uh, i never even touch them. Not to mention the English homeworks. I don't know where in the world my Kingsway book has gone to. D**n. And i only finished the Maths homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To You-Know-Who, i read your blog and i feel sad. Am i so intimidating that you dare not tell me everything? I would rather you thrash them out, then we find a way to solve it, and be besties again. Not that now we are not working on it. I hope it turns out fine. Or better than fine. I hope that you do not misunderstand that i was avoiding you today. I was avoiding the people beside you. After you spoke to them about us, i would rather stay away for a while. Than having people say i act like i didn't care. Not that i think they will do that. I am just sorry for causing your troubles. And the petty/over-sensitive people that wanted to find trouble with you. And yeah, TRUST. We are almost saying everything in our mind out already. Is that trust? I don't know. We will find out i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason that i have not post for quite long is that(okay, this is random), I am crazily collecting the Chocolates and Sweets at The Chocolate Factory in Neopets. I have 98 of them now, and i am trying to find some other. 12 of them. I don't know if any new type came out, because as i said, i was occupied the whole weekend. Including washing my sis and dad's shoes. Back to the topic, i got so many of the common ones, boredom started to seep in. Everytime i saw the special ones, my internet decided to play a trick on me, and started lagging. By the time it was back to normal, everything was gone. Of course, because they were limited editions! What the crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started to watch Fringe, which is like The X-files but i don't have any idea what the hell The X-files was...I only know that Fringe is like The X-files from 8days. And they gave the series a bravo. I would too, as i have always like this kind of supernatural/fantasy/superpower shows...though i still can't really hear what they are talking about, because they were talking real fast... I guess my listening isn't that good enough. Anyway, the first episode is about an airbourne virus spreaded in a plane which cause the passengers' skin and muscle to turn transparent and eventually die. The second episode is about a serial killer created by some funny experiments. He will grow old rapidly in a few hours, so as to survive(that is, stop growing), he had to cut the upper jaw of his victims and take out their pituitary glands from their brains so that he can get the growth control hormones from them! Wow! The third is about a guy who can predict the future and helped the female protagonist called Olivia to track an illegal deal... Okay, and i am lazy to describe it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think that's all. i suddenly loose the urge to write anymore. BI-BYES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: 73hours to the Korea trip! This reminds me that i am going to miss two episodes of Dgrayman, 1 episode of Ghost Whisperer, and of course, my MOTP. Sob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-435419752388065058?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/435419752388065058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=435419752388065058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/435419752388065058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/435419752388065058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/12/hola-it-has-been-long-time-since-i-post.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-123588421193551601</id><published>2008-11-25T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:13:53.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Korea next Thursday!!! Yeah! The plane will take off at 10.30pm. Argh. That means i am going to sleep on plane and get a sharp pain in the ear when the plane is going down as i am not swallowing saliva when i sleep... The last time i had that, my ear stung for half an hour before returning to normal, argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travel agency said that the temperature in Seoul will be around -8 to 10 degree Celcius! Woohoo! Maybe it will snow! I have seen summer snow but not snowfall... That was in New Zealand. We were totally caught off in surprise(wait, how to phrase this?i think i did it wrongly...argh!) as well as nearly freezing to death because we didn't prepare much warming wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am going to ski! I will probably get some bruises here and there when i return. Haha. My sister even want to make a snow angel at the skiing park, what in the world. I think she watched too much cartoons. She is so afraid of cold, and she still wanna do that? Oh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTP, i am afraid that i can't get you souvenirs as my mum keep hinting to me that things in Korea are expensive... A meal there already cost S$10+! So please forgive me if i can't get you all something nice... Maybe, i will get each of you a packet of Kimchi Noodles! Or chocolates! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnndddddddddddddd, i think i am going to skip CO on 2/12. Just maybe. Can you believe that we are going to have a practice on the first day of school? What in the world... I don't think we can make it for SYF Silver seriously... Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished The Kite Runner! It's quite a nice book. But i still don't really understand some parts, and i am trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i can't believe almost half of the holidays have past when i have only finished one and a half homework. I totally didn't touch English at all. I think i am going to get bad results for next year's test. Did anyone study Chem yet too? Not me definitely, as  i just remember we have Chem test when school reopens. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BI-BYES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: 16 hours to washing the stack of hay above my head.&lt;br /&gt;           9 days to Korea trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-123588421193551601?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/123588421193551601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=123588421193551601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/123588421193551601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/123588421193551601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-i-am-going-to-korea-next-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3045890262264007814</id><published>2008-11-24T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:10:42.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to like Lilo and Stitch! I don't know why, maybe i need some child jokes to get my brain to rest? Okay,i don't know what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rebonded my hair and i am not supposed to wash it for 3 days! 3 whole days! Imagine how my hair will stink! My mum even 'suggested' that i spray perfume, what in the world. I don't wanna go CO with my hair! And my head now lood flat, like alien! Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was over the moon when i finally found piano score for Lala's lullaby! I love Ichigos! WOoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my MOTP! Why are you all not online? Sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch twilight! D**n!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now reading a book call The Kite Runner. Quite, erm, meaningful? And nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BI-BYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: 40 hours till i can wash my hair.&lt;br /&gt;           10 more days to Korea! Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3045890262264007814?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3045890262264007814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3045890262264007814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3045890262264007814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3045890262264007814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-i-am-starting-to-like-lilo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4691026571126414443</id><published>2008-11-21T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T21:59:20.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone watch Powerpuff Girls Z? It's a japanese anime version of grown-up PPG but with the typical anime transformation process which always take up more than half a minute... BUT i still watch it... Guess i am too bored, hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i started to read 1/2 Prince too. I even ate my dinner in front of the com to finish it... My bro was like nagging me 'If you make my com oily, you are not going to touch it again!'... Hehe. Only 5 chp are out though... Sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watach Twilight! GOSH! It's already showing in USA already isn't it? ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am going to rebond my hair tomorrow. Hope i don't look too strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone watch Fringe? I watched a little bit of it and it seems nice. I have all the time to watch it though. Yeah, my bro downloaded it. Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, i am off to Ghost Whisperer already. Bi-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4691026571126414443?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4691026571126414443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4691026571126414443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4691026571126414443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4691026571126414443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-does-anyone-watch-powerpuff-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4477718798464376284</id><published>2008-11-20T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:05:37.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been online for a long long time!!! Thanks to my modem. It was spoiled and we didn't dare to tell our dad, afraid that he will scold us... But in the end, he discovered that and even joked with my bro about it. Guess he was in a good mood, or we will be in big trouble. He actually didn't want to buy a new one so soon, but i lied to him(i am bad, i know) that i have emaths online tests which will be expiring next week. When i had finished them long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, i have a lot to post about now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Today is my first time doing ushering!!! I was quite nervous, hehheh, as you know i am not really good with people... Reach Singapore at around 6.40, so i have to wait for Red Fan to meet me at Causeway Point at 7.30. I love her so much, muahaha. She always wake up early to accompany me. Not that you guys of MOTP are not good! Don't be jealous! Hahaha. We have got nothing to do, so we went to school early. We asked the aunty there who was decorating the tables if we can help. So we helped them to stick the cloth-like paper thingy to the table. In the end they realised that it would be quite impossible to remove the papers later because &lt;br /&gt;they are quite brittle and the double-sided tape was very sticky. They got lectured by Ms Foo, while me and Red Fan were wondering if we should escape the 'crime scene'. Fortunately she was in a good mood and didn't blame us at all. I was 'teased' by her though. She said my hair looks like broom, which i agreed to it... LOLs. After some brainstorming of hers, she asked us to pick stone from the area in front of the General Office and the fountain. It was quite disgusting &lt;br /&gt;though, because some of the stone actually have algae growing on them. Yucks. We finished the job quickly and finally got some rest... Ohya, and it was the first time i went into the VP office. It smelled of food, because there were a few packs of food in the room, which i suspect is nasi lemak looking at the packaging. Back to the topic, we also helped to carry the tables stools, so we got all sticky in the end. Yucks yucks yucks. The ushering thing was easier than i have expected, so i wasn't as nervous. We played around before and during the guests were there. Speaking of this, Charles Charles was acting as the doorboy in the hall. He said 'Welcome to Mcdonalds' when we the usherers were walking into the hall. He accidentally said that to Ms Foo as well, and she scolded him slightly, muahahaha. 'Aku Tak Tahu' was better. He talked back to Ms Foo when she was lecturing us about the Mcdonalds issue. Wow. Nice try. I kinda ruined my image in front of him though. I made a funny face for Red Fan when 'Aku Tak Tahu' was standing behind her. She laughed until she had to squat down, which exposed my stupid face to him. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. The bento lunch was quite nice, though some people say it wasn't nice. Maybe i was too hungry. In conclusion, it was fun helping out. I hope that i can do something like this again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: SUdoku! I was to meet Red Fan at Woodlands MRT at 11.30, to proceed to Funan IT Mall for the compeition. In the end, we wanted to meet earlier at 11 for lunch. I skipped my Breakfast eating Kit Kat and Yupi Gummy Bears while doing Sudoku. That was unhealthy. My dad even called to make sure i woke up... Am i really that pig? I wake up on time for important things like that okay? I have never wake up late for school, erm, well, except once. If i am late for school, that will be because the stupid causeway is having some stupid traffic jam again. Oops, back to the topic,&lt;br /&gt;we ate our lunch quickly(okay, me only, Red Fan was eating quite slowly as she ordered a Ice Kacang like thingy) and rushed off the MRT. We stood on the MRT all the way to Cityhall station. I nearly vomit on the MRT, because i was doing Sudoku on MRT. And i have motion sickness. And the air ventilation wasn't good enough. I didn't feel tired standing all the way, because i have had enough training yesterday. Hoho. Met the others at the mall. We were supposed to meet at the &lt;br /&gt;Coffeebean, but it was nowhere in sight. There was only Jollilbean. Guess Mr Hu got it mixed up ... We had to do two hard puzzles in 15 mins, and i was lucky enough to get into the final round just by finishing one and a quarter of the puzzles... Amelia and Sheena got into the finals too, but Sheena left before she knew the results because she thought she couldn't get in. I was so impressed. She said she anyhow filled in the blanks and she could still get in. Anyway, while waiting for the&lt;br /&gt;semifinals results to be tabulated, me and Red Fan walked around the whole mall. I bought a 4 GB SanDisk Cruzer Micro Flash Drive at $18.90. It was on discount at Challenger so i thought why not? But i haven't tell my dad that i bought it... Someday i will... When i know the results i was like 'huh?'. Haha. The final round required us to do 5 classic Sudoku, two Words Sudoku and word search from the final Words Sudoku. I only did Words Sudoku once before, so i wasn't really good at it. What's 'better' was that they were playing those sleepy love songs that i heard a lot of times before on my mum's car which helped me sleep... And i felt like humming to them for i don't know why. So i got quite distracted as well... I didn't finish the last Words Sudoku as i wasted my time on the first classic Sudoku which i thought i did wrongly when there's nothing wrong with it and reading the&lt;br /&gt;instructions of the Words Sudoku. My heart was beating at a rate of probably 180beats/min. All the participants got a goodie bag from Marigold. The finalists got 3 more packets of fruit juice than the semifinalists... And my dad was naive enough to think that the finalists would receive some prizes as well. LOLs. Inside the goodie bag was a towel(?),a bag, a cardboard printed with Strawberry Milk pattern which i think can be used to redeem free milk at supermarkets(LOLS, i just realised it's a coin box) and a notepad. What in the world. I haven't really check what's inside though. The winners, one from each category of primary and secondary, walked away with $2000 dollars. They were from Fairfield something Primary &lt;br /&gt;and Hwa Chong Instituition. On our way back home, which i took the red line(i forget the direction) instead of the green line when i was supposed to meet my dad at Jurong East MRT station(I hate to be alone), we stood all the way again, and i was acting stupidy on the MRT. I once shouted quite loud that some people turn to stare at me. Blame Red Fan. She asked me to listen to a song on her Ipod, and i usually (actually, almost everybody) speaks louder when listening to music on a mp4 or something attached to earpieces. Hehheh. Finally reached home at around 8.10. I was so thankful that my dad's phone has the TV function. I didn't miss my D.Gray-man! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(typed on 16/11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Mum returned from her hair rebonding trip... I don't know why but she was in a bad mood, which causing the whole family to be in bad mood as well. I hate this. I don't know why she have to be angry out of nothing... Anyway, i skipped my lunch because i was too engrossed in my DOTA. Yeah! I finally can play it! I saved it in my new flashdrive... Muahaha. I love DGM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon: CO again today. Quite okay as Mr Chua's temper is better nowadays... I reached school at 7.20 and there was noone in the canteen except the auntie at the stall. Greeaatt. I will be reaching school tomorrow at about 6.50-7.10. I will be sooo alone in school. Maybe i would rather some aliens abduct me then send me back to school safely after that. Erks, i think better not. Got the new modem back today, but something else need to be fixed so i can't use it yet. Probably tues? Haizz, the Jap representatives must be dead beat after the trip, so i can't meet up with them to get the Breaking Dawn. I am sorry to bug you all for the book!!! Get some rest first, okay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Korea. On 4/12. Yeah!!! I may be skipping the 2/12 CO practice though. Hehehe. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(typed on 17/11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue: CO again today. We are going to perform during Chinese New Year celebrations, but our standard now is still not good enough. I hope that we can still get Silver for next year's SYF. Not that i want to badmouth the flutists, but there are no seniors there and the juniors are still not stable in their performance... Argh. After CO, i went to meet Red Fan to hand her the three books of Twilight saga, as well as went for lunch. The funny thing is that, we placed our bags on the chair and went to order our food, only to realised that a 'blind' person had sit at our seats... And that uncle wasn't the least bit embarassed when he saw us returned to our seats. Wow. Luckily he ate quickly and left shortly we returned to our seats. Mini Wok is yummy! And i think i recogised the wrong person at Horizon... I think they are twins or siblings, because they look a lot alike. I don't really know that person so i am not too sure... Nevermond. Went to CC, but no new comics that i want came out today ... Sob... Met Emogal after lunch to get the presents from her. THANKS A LOT! MOTP REPRESENTATIVES! I love the gifts, and i will try to get something for you all when i go Korea! Though my mum keep saying things there are expensive... Relax! I will at least get a box of kimchi noodles for you all! Hahaha. Anyway, the modem was set up today finally but i can't use it yet, because my bro simply missed the internet too much, not more than me though, but i am good girl, so i let him play first. Seriously! I don't wanna fight with him over it. And i want to watch the new episode of Heroes as soon as possible. Hehehe. The process of setting up the modem was funny though. My bro keep trying and trying, but he couldn't log in to the websites. He can only go on internet. In the end, he was so frustrated he restarted his com and the thing started to work! He was sooooooo pissed off that he wasted the whole day trying and getting a scold from mum. The new modem can allow two coms to go online at once, but my bro don't know how to host the thing yet, so i have to wait...... I played DOTA all day though, listening to my favourite songs. I s**ks at it though, because my reaction is too slow, so my kills got snatched by other AI. D**n. OH, and i decided not to type too much erm, vulgarities(?), in my blog, because some people don't like it. Including myself. But i still typed it out sometimes in a rush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME BACK AND THANK YOU MOTP JAPAN REPRESENTATIVES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to say it again. I missed you all a lot! I am actually looking forward to school reopening to play with you all! Though next year shouldn't be a 'play play' year already... I think most of us think this way as well... During school term, we look forward to long holidays, but during holidays, we actually want to go back school. That's funny. HAHA. Okay, i am talking to myself, don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(typed on 18/11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: Did nothing much. Went to my aunt's condo to swim. I have never swam for a few months and i missed it. My second aunt from Pontian(somewhere in malaysia) came as well to teach my grandma about how-to-pray and other stuffs to prepare her for her baptise(erm, did i spell this right?). Ate the yummy wonton noodles too!!! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: I finished the Amaths differientiation homework. Trigo is driving me crazy!!! I have not done it for a long time and now i am totally off... Argh!!! And yeah! I finally can use the com!... Okay, i have nothing to say so that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BI-BYES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4477718798464376284?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4477718798464376284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4477718798464376284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4477718798464376284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4477718798464376284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-i-have-not-been-online-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3817385875825867877</id><published>2008-11-13T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:22:25.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone watch Phineas &amp; Ferb? Well, i don't really watch it but today since i had nothing to do, i watched it and realised that their parents' wedding anniversary and an unknown scientist's daughter's birthday fall on my birthday as well! Okay, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of W.I.T.C.H. and Totally Spies now, because they keep repeating the same old stories. I have watched today's episode of Totally Spies on crazy actor/director for 4 times already! Hellooo! Can you renew them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that the MOTP Japan Representatives(LOLs) bought me and Red Fan presents! Things there are quite expensive isn't it? Thanks a lot!!! Aligato Gozaimas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mrs. D, you were much better than me. Last time i went to ICA, i didn't have anything with me and i had to sit there like a dummy. It's very boring! And then the process is so fast, you would be thinking that 'Huh?I sat there for so many hours, and in ten minutes it's done? What in the world.' Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am trying to collect ALL the stuff from Chocolate Factory in Neopets. But i don't earn enough to feed my pet. Who cares? They don't die even after you don't feed them for 5 years. That's what happened to my pets in my old account. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am done here. Bi-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3817385875825867877?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3817385875825867877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3817385875825867877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3817385875825867877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3817385875825867877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-does-anyone-watch-phineas-ferb.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4781642971929768056</id><published>2008-11-12T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:06:56.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there's nothing much to say, except that i have already start to miss my friends and school, LOLs. Scarfy, Emogal and Bearice!!! Pls come back earlier, preferably with gifts...HOHOHO. Anyway, Scarfy if you can see this(i know you jap people can come online!), i am telling you that you gotta prepare an extra nice present for me because if you don't do that, i am quite certain a "surprise" will be awaiting you... You definitely have the most "creative" choice of presents eh? Hehhehheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is so funny! She said to me ' You wanna rebond your hair? It will look much shinier!' I rebond my hair to keep it down, not that i want it to be shiny! I will look like the Eygptian Queen! Erks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Eclipse! Yeah! Bella's turining into a vampire! Erm.. Going to, that is. I am so so so so so excited! I felt sad for Jake though... i  got carried away again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeelll, tagged by Janice to do the following quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old will you turn in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;-16(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather love one person or have many short relationship?&lt;br /&gt;-One person! One person! I think so... anyway i don't think i have that charm to have many short relationships... Oops, I got carried away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date someone 8 years older than you?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;- Today! I laugh everyday! At stupid shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 4am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- Dreamland, i am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your relationship with the person you last texted?&lt;br /&gt;- BFF, and i am still text-ing her now. A HER, mind you, Rebekah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;- Did Emaths, watched TV, went online, nap, ate, fought with my sis, played piano, got pissed off by my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;- MOTP! I think... Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;- How will i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your last missed call?&lt;br /&gt;- Some anonymous peron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's something you really want right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Play with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first thought when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- I wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go back in time if you had the chance?&lt;br /&gt;- Better not... I will mess up the time, create some butterfly effect, cause destruction to the whole world maybe... Oops, that's in Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is something you need to go shopping for ?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know. I just want more and more nice fictions to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;- Not more than 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in love with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- I love my family, my friends, my soft toys, my brain. Just kidding. And probably something/someone else. I don't know my own heart seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hows your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;- Intact. Tikki won't take it out. Oh, that's in D.Gray-man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;- Last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your phone close to you?&lt;br /&gt;- 5 cm from my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Height and weight. I have been drinking milk and exercising okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your last received text message says?&lt;br /&gt;- U hv missed call(s) from +65xxxxxxxx(14.51)(SG Time). To call back, dial *108*65(Tel No)#(operator dependent) or +65(Tel No). I am damn honest okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like country music?&lt;br /&gt;- Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wet the toothbrush before the toothpaste?&lt;br /&gt;- It's a must. Don't you wash it before you use it? Who knows? There may have been some disgusting critters crawling on it at night... Okay, i am freaking myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your hair styled right now?&lt;br /&gt;- A shoulder length hair, but shorter at the back of my neck. I don't know how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your first name?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;- Mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing obnoxiously in the car?&lt;br /&gt;- I sing in the bathroom. The echo makes my singing sound much nicer. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do 15 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;- Cursing at the computer for its super slow speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are a good person?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes and No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- Red Fan. Haha. And my MOTP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest male to you now?&lt;br /&gt;- Father? Brother? Define closest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person you're chatting with now?&lt;br /&gt;- Red Fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The languages you are able to speak?&lt;br /&gt;- English, Chinese, Malay, Cantonese, a little little little bit of Jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person whom you screwed?&lt;br /&gt;- Can't remember. Did i screw anyone before? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word about your life now?&lt;br /&gt;- Laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish to work?&lt;br /&gt;- Somewhere without all the backstabbings. That's impossible though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you specially good at?&lt;br /&gt;- Listener. I am sooo quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date someone younger then you?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you forgive people easily?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes! Don't take that as an advantage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which girl is precious to you now?&lt;br /&gt;- MOTP gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dressing style?&lt;br /&gt;- Super casual, I don't have any fashion sense AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How different are you from other girls?&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone are unique in their own way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad point in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- Too quiet. In front of people i am not too familiar with, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last contact in your hp?&lt;br /&gt;- Zu Xian. I never contact her before. I just have her number since don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;- Changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two hated contacts in your hp?&lt;br /&gt;- None:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn one language in 10 days?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends on what language is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One gorgeous girl you came across?&lt;br /&gt;- Felicia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose your biggest enemy?&lt;br /&gt;- Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which gang do you support?&lt;br /&gt;- Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper age to join gang?&lt;br /&gt;- Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a blogspot?&lt;br /&gt;- Oh you are staring into blank space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like people who smoke?&lt;br /&gt;- I HATE THEM. THEY SUCKS. I MEAN IT. WHY HARM OTHER PEOPLE WITH YOUR SECONDHAND SMOKE? SMOKE SOMEWHERE PRIVATE AT LEAST. POISON YOURSELF TO DEATH AND I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about modelling?&lt;br /&gt;- Girls with super hot bad and lots of confidence. Lots of backstabbing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a chance, would you like to be a model?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose approval do you usually seek first?&lt;br /&gt;- Mum. My dad is almost fine with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you wish to be in future?&lt;br /&gt;- A happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 5 lucky people to do this quiz :&lt;br /&gt;HuiZhen, Shanice, Serene, Wendy, Mariel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4781642971929768056?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4781642971929768056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4781642971929768056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4781642971929768056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4781642971929768056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-okay-theres-nothing-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-5468835654401010607</id><published>2008-11-11T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:17:57.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>Today is my lucky day!! Muahaha. I finally got Eclipse! If i didn't go Popular today, i guess it will be out of stock again by next week when i am going there again. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the process of getting it was quite funny though. CO ended earlier today, so i was quite excited, LOLs. I was hoping that i can get some comics, but the new ones haven't come yet(apparently the rack looked empty, so i think the new ones were not there), so i went to Popular to walk around, but not hoping for some miracles to appear though. Guess what, the best things happen when you are not expecting it. The shiny new holy book was just in front of my eyes, shining like diamonds(well, they ARE diamonds to me...)! I was like, am i having delusions? OMG!!! However, the books were still in the cart, waiting to be arranged by the staff, so i was waiting for it to be up on the racks. I was pretending to be walking around, meanwhile eying the book. The staff noticed that, and was throwing my a strange look because i was lingering around her. Finally, i couldn't wait anymore and i ask her if i can buy the book (dumbo me, didn't know that i could take it already...). She gave me that oh-so-that's-what-you want face, and said of course. I was so ecstatic until i almost hopped my way to the counter, haha. Finally, i am freed from the agony of suspense! Wait, not really, i still have to wait for scarfy to lend me the Breaking Dawn AFTER she come back form Japan. Argh! So i guess i condemned myself to the suspense again. Sigh... Come back faster, will ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon voyage! Japan trip students! Bring me some presents back if possible! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think i am crazy. I missed out this part on the yesterday's post, so i am posting it now. When people fall, they will probably think 's**t, why is this happening to me?' For me, i wasn't. I was actually rejoicing over it, because i have never fall down for a long time, and i kinda forgot what it felt like. So the fall made me felt human again, hahaha. I am crazy, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished 7 episodes of Heroes season 3, and i am downloading the 8th ep now. Ohoho. Why does Peter's father( i forgot his name) had to take away his powers? D**n him. Sylar is kinda turning into a good person though. This whole season seems to be about bad guys turning into good guys and vice versa. I am so excited!I want to know the ending! I shouldn't have finished those episodes so quickly, argh. My bro is very into Prison Break though, and he is downloading the 4th season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for today i think. Bi-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-5468835654401010607?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/5468835654401010607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=5468835654401010607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5468835654401010607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5468835654401010607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-1523412786898511301</id><published>2008-11-10T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:29:57.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i am sooo clumsy. I fell down on the escalator at the checkpoint today. Wow. I have fallen on the same upwards escalator there for three times, if i remembered correctly. That makes me fall there once every year in my secondary life. This time it wasn't the worst, because i have experienced worse than this time. I was only bleeding a little because i scratched my leg. Last time, i didn't even know i was bleeding, until i felt something wet on my leg, then i realised my socks are soaked in blood(exaggerating). No wonder people were looking at me with strange eyes. Luckily it wasn't the downwards escalator, or i would be lying in the hospital now, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the CHR choiristers are performing now if i am not wrong, and i hope that they will have a smooth performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Japan trip students, good luck to your performance too! Argh, i wanna go to see the manga and anime there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CO teacher is evillll! I just gained 2 kg, and he noted the difference! Crap! And he said it out loud in class! Nevermind, i have experienced worse, so this is just a small case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wanna get Eclipse and Breaking Dawn! Me wanna go cycling or roller-blading with MOTP! Me wanna watch Twilight, Madagascar2, HSM3(yes, i haven't watched it, d**n!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my bro's stupid com is lagging! S**t!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-1523412786898511301?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/1523412786898511301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=1523412786898511301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1523412786898511301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1523412786898511301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-i-am-sooo-clumsy.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8067823770383898978</id><published>2008-11-08T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:53:33.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;HOLA~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muahahaha. I finished New Moon in one day AGAIN. HAHAHA. Good thing is, i know how the story is developing, bad thing is, i am going crazy over the suspense! Is Carlisle turning Bella into a vampire or not? And what's with her special ability? What will happen between the Protectors and the Cullens? What about Victoria? Is she coming back for her revenge? Gosh, i am going mad.And i am absolutely bored when i have nothing to do. So i have to escape to Sudoku land, or just my Baka Nation aka dreamland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing much happened today. My sis got scolded and smacked by my mum though, because she was very reluctant to help my mum carry her things. What's wrong with her? She deserved it anyway, i know i shouldn't be feeling happy, but i just feel appease that finally after a long long time, she was disciplined by my mum. Well, i am off to youtube now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BI-BYES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8067823770383898978?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8067823770383898978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8067823770383898978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8067823770383898978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8067823770383898978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-muahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2482537242369955480</id><published>2008-11-07T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:17:28.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE TWILIGHT SAGA BUT DGM IS STILL MY FAV! I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was fine, actually great, because i got the second book of Twilight--New Moon! Thanks a lot Scarfy! I love you! I have now already finished 2/3 of the book, muahaha, so i guess i will be bored quite soon... Sigh... I must find Eclipse as soon as possible! And i must get my hands on Brisingr! Argh! I feel so proud that i finished Twilight in one day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, second reason was that i didn't need to go to HMT today, muahaha. So me and Red Fan went to Emogirl's house. I played Audi, but i obviously sucks at it. I was totally messed up once there are more than 5 keys. Well, i guess i need some training! Hahaha. I was supposed to teach Emogirl play DOTA, but forget it, she was so obssessed with Audi. And i actually was too engrossed in New Moon. Hehhehheh. Sorry, Emogirl's bro!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh! i just typed a long post and the blogger bailed on me! Crap! I will try to rmb what i typed to continue...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I waited in school for my dad till 3.50... My MOTP left by that time but nevermind, i got my New Moon with me! Muahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just ate 2 bowls of fried rice, though i have already ate Nasi Briyani at around 11. Hehheh. Maybe i was hungry, maybe i was greedy, who knows... Fried rice is the food from heaven! Muahaha. Chocolates are still my fav though. All kinds of chocolates! Yum! Typical girl's fav eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss my DOTA! It have been almost two months since my desktop broke down and since then i have never played it... Sob... I am seriously thinking that i should get my own laptop, but i think that's an impossible dream until i reached JC...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of JC, i still don't know what i want to and where to study! Not that my results will be so wonderful that i  can choose any school  i want... Argh! I want to go somewhere with at least one of my clse friend will be going, and i guess that will be Anderson since Red Fan is so enthusisatic about going that school. My mum want me to opt for HCJC, but that's like... Any advice? People?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's all, bo-byes, peeps.*Red Fan mode*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2482537242369955480?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2482537242369955480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2482537242369955480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2482537242369955480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2482537242369955480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-twilight-saga-but-dgm-is-still.html' title='I LOVE TWILIGHT SAGA BUT DGM IS STILL MY FAV! I'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-1280848548886083712</id><published>2008-11-06T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:33:18.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted for like hmm... two or three days? So i guess this will be quite a long post, depends on whether i want to continue finishing my Twilight which i just got it today.Hehhehheh. Plus if i am lazy or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's start on tuesday! I thought there was no Physics on tuesday, because Mdm Annur didn't say anything about it last lesson. Anyway, i skipped CO! Yeah! Whatever. I am losing interest in it... My mum kinda exploded that evening, complaining about my bro using the com 24/7. She threatened to take the com away! Do you think my bro can survive without his com?  Not me definitely. But well, i kinda agreed with her, cos he was like stuck to his seat or something. We managed to appease her anyway, just by creating a fake timetable. LOLs. Anyway i was not supposed to go online that day, because it's the Big O on wednesday... Bleh. I used it while she was watching the Ten Brothers on channel 8. Haha. But i hopped into the bathroom when i heard her ordering my sister to check if i am using the com secretly, so i wasn't caught. Boo. I randomly scanned through the letter format and model essays, though i knew nothing was going into my brain. I went to sleep at 10+, after doing my Sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Well, well, the paper was kinda easy in a way, so i was relieved. The essay topic was exactly the same as the model essay Mdm Koh gave us before! OMG! I was like giggling when i saw the topic, WITHOUT flipping it open. I guess people must have thought i was mad. Anyway, I got reprimanded by Ms Uma for my haylike hair. I didn't care much, and just tucked the lock of hair that was falling around behind my ear. When i got the Amaths worksheet, i was like s**t. It's a lot! I didn't touch it until Red Fan kinda inspired me to do it today in the morning. Hehheh. At least i was better than those who went for the lessons and didn't do it. We went to celebrate Scarfy's bday! In Pizza Hut! It has been like ages since i ate a pizza. LOLs. I will post about it other day when i got the photoes for the presents we gave to Scarfy. I kept forgetting to get it from her! Anyway, i think the waitress would be pissed off, because we finished up to almost 3 quarter of the cheese powder thingy. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: I got Twilight today! I was reading it in class, during recess, on the bus, at the checkpoint, on my mum's car(this is the first time i don't feel giddy reading a book on a car, maybe because i was too obsessed with it), at home, in the toilet(just kidding!), eating dinner and now. Haha. I could have finish it by today, but i decided to take it slowly, so that i can have something to do when i am bored. Sorry Scarfy! I will treat your book nicely! The Amaths and Bio today was like rush rush rush, but i don't mind as long as we can finish the syllabus! The internet connection nowadays is not really good, but once i connect the modem to my mum's com, it worked! So i am thinking that the modem is starting to anti-bro, maybe because he practically used is 24/7. Oops, did i just repeat that? Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to my facebook,fs and bla bla bla now. Bi-byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Actually this is not a long post as i am not in the mood to do it. I wanna read my Twilight but at the same time i wanna use the com. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-1280848548886083712?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/1280848548886083712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=1280848548886083712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1280848548886083712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1280848548886083712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-9001288080807933651</id><published>2008-11-03T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:28:54.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;To: Members of the Parliament&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Report on today(I am seriously pissed off)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, i don't want to talk about today's lessons, because everyone knows what happened la.  I am getting to like the angles in a circle thingy! Though i am not very good at explaining the reasons for blah blah blah angles...hehhehheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What pissed me off was what happened after school. Well, bearice, scarfy and emogirl are going to Japan, so today they have rehearsals for the 'fashion show'. At the last minute, Mr Chia told them to have rehearsals again on weds, when we all have planned to watch movie and celebrate scarfy's bday on that day! We managed to squeeze out some time on that day because all of us are busy on another days! Now he has to ruin it! Argh!!! I hate him lar! He does everything at the last minute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another reason is, when i told my mum about this, she was practically rejoicing over it, because she can save money. She was like 'eh, don't watch la, watch in m'sia, cheaper!' Helllooooo, do you think that i don't want to save money? The economy sucks nowadays la. But i told her that we wanted to celebrate scarfy's bday as well, that's why we are watching it. Plus doesn't she know that the feeling of watching HSM3 with friends is better than watching with family? I don't dare to talk back though, because she will be like nag nag nag again. Then she tell me her hackneyed story for the 15879367297 times.'When i was young, i had to look after my siblings, do housework, work and study at the same time eh...' Hello! Times have changed! Am i supposed to do all that to appease you? Whatever, i don't want to talk about her already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third reason for me being pissed off is that the computer refused to work. I was using the wireless network nicely but now it refused to work, so i have to use my bro's com only when he's not using. Argh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's all for my report. Bi-byes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3/11/08&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh! I just broke my nails! Someone find me a nail cutter! All the nail cutters in my home have gone missing! What the hell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And and and, i haven't start studying for 'O' levels! Woohoo! I am soooooo 'hardworking'. I just can't get myself into the study mode! NOoooooo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus plus, broke my record on sat when i went online till almost 2am. LOLs. I bet my mum will kill me if she know this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, done with blabberings, bi-byes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-9001288080807933651?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/9001288080807933651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=9001288080807933651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9001288080807933651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9001288080807933651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4396645405476101602</id><published>2008-11-01T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:11:13.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report on today&lt;br /&gt;Morning: I woke up quite early because the aunty was coming to clean my house. I ate one hotdog and one more sausage as breakfast. I also drank 'saturated' HL milk with milo. I guess you don't get what i meant. I added 2 packets of milo into one cup of HL milk. The milo powder couldn't totally melt, so it formed bits in the milk. Super yum!!! I like it! It's almost like molten chocolate/ ice-cream! Okay, maybe i should make one for you guys so you know how it taste like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Took a nap. My mum went out to dunno where. She has been going out a lot lately and i can't anyhow fix an outing with my friends nowadays. Argh. Anyway, i ate a lot of fried macaroni which was the leftover of last night. It's quite nice, but i like the spicy version more when my mum added small chillies. Hehhehheh. It reminds me of char-kway-tiao, which was my favourite food. I haven't eat it for ages, because it's fattening. Yeah, diet diet diet. I don't really care about my weight nowadays, and i have been eating A LOT. I really have been. I gained 1 kg! I used the com for a while, until the internet thingy went bonkers again. By the time i was able to went online again, the person i have been chatting to have gone offline... Prepared myself to go to my neighbour aka primary school friend's brother's 21st birthday party. I was quite reluctant, because i have never seen her for a long time, I don't really know anyone there and my mum actually has some minor conflicts with that family. My grandma insisted though, because they called us to invite us, and my prisch friend also invited me on msn. Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night:  I went to the party, only to get annoyed and disturbed by one neighbour's kid who keep giving stupid comments. He has some mental problem, so i tried to brush it off. In the end, he keep poking me, and i couldn't stand it anymore so i scolded him. My grandma knew something was amissed, so she immediately dragged me away, and we went home. That kid seriously has some serious problem. He once HUGGED my sis in school, causing her to be totally freaked out. She cried all the way home that day. He also keep saying he want to marry my sis. What a freak. What's worse was, his mum actually didn't reprimand him, and instead joke about it with my grandma sometimes. Wth. If he wasn't crazy(literally), i would have sent him to planet unknown with my flying kick. I went home and forced the porridge cooked by my mum down my stomach, though i was quite full from the meal at my neighbour's house. If not, she would nag again. Then i watched Mean Girls on channel 5, because i have nothing to do. I don't know why, but i like this kind of bitchy movies where people(girls) sabotage each other, hehhehheh. Then here i am! LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of report, bi-byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my D.Gray-man anime today! Argh! I must remember! For those who don't know, it's showing on OKTO on saturdays at 7pm. I know i am being extra, because not much people who read my blog watch it. Whatever. Argh! I am going to watch it online now! Bi-byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4396645405476101602?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4396645405476101602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4396645405476101602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4396645405476101602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4396645405476101602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-members-of-parliament-from-blue-fan.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-7880729730795774648</id><published>2008-10-31T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:28:51.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:DDDD</title><content type='html'>Yoohoo!!! HSM3 next wednesday! I am so excited now! Plus plus plus, we will be celebrating serenee's bday!!! Ohohoho. Swensens! Okay, i think i am pathetic, because i only went Swensens ONCE before. Don't laugh! I like the fries there! And the ice-creams! Ice-creams get me excited! Okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and now i declare i love my bro!!! He is a genius! Okay, at least to me. He managed to create a wireless network for me to use out of the cable network my house have now. I LOVE HIM! I am going to treat him like king. Just kidding. I will never serve him la, hahaha, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my 'O' levels Chinese are coming! Eeww! Chinese! Argh! And i didn't even start to revise a little bit at all. What a genius i am. Whatever. I don't care about it but i also care at the same time. I am contradicting myself. Lalala. I wish i can get A for it, or goodbye to my HCL and L1R5 next year. I need my HCL to save my English!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i going to neopets and youtube now, bi-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-7880729730795774648?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/7880729730795774648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=7880729730795774648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7880729730795774648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7880729730795774648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/dddd_31.html' title=':DDDD'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-5067322472047402942</id><published>2008-10-30T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:25:40.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Something happened to day, but i don't want to talk about it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scarfy! Don't worry! You will be safe! (I think so)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, i dunno what to post about today, because nothing really happen. And i am lazy  today. Okay. Bi-byes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muahaha, i got the biggest brain among my friends now in Facebook!!!! LOLs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-5067322472047402942?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/5067322472047402942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=5067322472047402942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5067322472047402942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/5067322472047402942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-9048703527192113069</id><published>2008-10-29T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:05:10.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i am absolutely pissed off now. I just typed a long entry, and the internet disconnected! The Blogger also didn't save it , so now i am so so so so pissed off. Argh! Why is this happening to me?! When i finally have the chance to go online, that dumb thing just have to do this to me. Okay, okay, shush, my dear dear modem, can you pleaseeeeee work for me? Pleaseeeee? I am begging you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i absolutely don't feel like repeating what i typed just now, so well, i am going to talk about some random stuff. OH, i broke a bowl yesterday. My hand was wet, so it kinda slipped out of my hand. Before it landed on the floor with a loud crash and shattering into pieces, it hit my knee. Now there is a nice blue black on my knee. Luckily it doesn't hurt much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, and my mum was so funny. She wanted to throw away the old bicycle, but in the end, she fixed it and bought another new one home. How random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the internet connection is still not working yet. Argh. Fine! Let's go one on one! I am going to wait until you work you yucky stupid dumb useless disgusting piece of crap. And i am going to publish this post no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......*After 1987519606186047629 years* Okay! The dumb thing is still not working! What should i do? Why this keep happening to me!!!!!! Ahhhhhhh!*My heart stopped pounding, my brain stopped functioning, the light of the modem is still blinking.* But my hand is still moving. That's for sure. Hello? If not how would you see this work of desperation? I feel like crushing that piece of junk, but i  know it will be no use, so i will wait. I will wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Newsflash: A 15-year-old girl was discovered sitting in front of her computer, staring blankly at the screen, mouth wide opened with fingers stuck on the keyboard. She's believed to be XXX from Christ Church Secondary School. The police is still investigating the cause of her insanity. This case is listed under unnatural cause of madness. It is believed that the modem lying beside her is the weapon that drove her to madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hospital:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Fan: OH PLEASE DON'T LEAVE US ONEE-SAMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarfy: Onee-sama!!! Rest in peace!*'Hey i am not dead!' i retorted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: The patient is showing signs of sanity! Doctor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bearice: Ooi you dumb person! Wake up la! Or i call ah ngiao to bite you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emogirl: *Sobs uncontrollably*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Fan: Hush, hush, don't cry. She's our Queen! She WILL survive this crisis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Doctor rushes in* Make way! Make way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTP: NOOOOO!!!! Let us see her for the one last time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ooi!!! Don't curse me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: This is the first in the history for a person to talk in unconscious state! She is extraordinary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who do you think i am huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: I think i am having illusions...*faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Doctor! Doctor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTP: NNOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just some random fantasy while i am waiting for the junk to work. No copyrights reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! I love you internet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-9048703527192113069?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/9048703527192113069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=9048703527192113069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9048703527192113069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9048703527192113069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-i-am-absolutely-pissed-off-now.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-7674417232099322527</id><published>2008-10-28T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:39:57.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report on my mundane life&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went to shave my hair! Muahahaha, just kidding. I cut it a little shorter but basically it's not much difference, so you guys won't be surprised. The length of the front part is still the same though. Hehheh. My sis also relented and cut her hair as well. I can imagine her crying in a corner, caressing her dear dear hair and say "Oh my dear! I didn't bear to let you go, but it's good for both of us! If i don't let go of you, you will never grow longer! And my head will stinks because i can't wash my hair properly! Sob, sob..." Muahahaha. Seriously her hair stinks sometimes(not that mine isn't), but when we are on a car, she wants to lean on me and sleep while i am having dizzy spells(i have motion sickness), I will explode. That is very unbearable, okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this morning, i reached school at 7.15. I waited for my nasi lemak to arrive(thanks red fan*muacks*), then quickly finished it, because i thought CO start at 8. In the end, i found out it actually start at 9. Argh. So i slack slack around, showed off to a junior a piano song she can't play by playing it and gave ideas to Red Fan for doing her card for Mdm Yam. Hohoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Chinese remedial at 10, only to have another small picnic again, haha. The thing end at 11.35 but i didn't return for CO because it's troublesome to carry the cello from the music room to the camp room again. So i escaped quickly and went to CC to check for any new comics coming out. Nil. I am getting bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 1.30. My favourite baked beans was calling out to me so i dived into the dining table and eat. I slacked around after that until around 2 then i went for my haircut. While my sis was having piano lessons, i was practically countdowning to my time for com because i know my bro going to my aunt's house at 5. Finally here i am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing special happened last night so i will not talk anything about it. Bi-byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/10/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA! Red Fan please remember to return me my money though i am your "ATM"! That's not a small amount! Hehe. If not i will hang a pig head at your house. Hahaha. O$P$! LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch HSM3 next week!! Probably tues? Because other days some people not free, and my dad won't want to fetch me on mon, he workaholic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with my blabbers, tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-7674417232099322527?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/7674417232099322527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=7674417232099322527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7674417232099322527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7674417232099322527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2765196574062392439</id><published>2008-10-27T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:23:13.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished my homework! Hurray!</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i ate garlic bread this morning, with mushroom soup!!! YUMMY! I like it! Though it left a little garlic smell after that. I also ate cereal with milk AGAIN after that. I wonder whay nowadays my appetite is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my chance to use internet, i did my CL homework which is VERY BORING. I also did the Physics correction thingy, though i didn't do the graph part. I also solved a few Amaths questions, finally. I think my brain was stuck when i was doing it in class last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 2, i still didn't manage to get my bro out of his seat, so we went for lunch. Yummy wanton noodles! I love it. But my sis was showing her black face all the way, because the waiter served her the wrong thing, and she ate it, so she couldn't change it. We asked her if she want to order another one, but she simply refused and kept moody all the way. That didn't ruin my appetite though, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to do my Amaths, which until now i haven't solve, and gave up later. I did Sudoku but fell asleep, argh. Finally, my chance to use the internet came, so here i am! Tadaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am done with today. Bi-byes. I will post about tonight if something special happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/10/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2765196574062392439?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2765196574062392439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2765196574062392439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2765196574062392439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2765196574062392439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/finished-my-homework-hurray.html' title='Finished my homework! Hurray!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-1440690126917778259</id><published>2008-10-26T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:18:15.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH</title><content type='html'>Argh! Using my com now while my bro is watching football, so it's going to be a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a lot today, and did nothing else. Oh, and i finished my magazines. Feel very bored because i cannot go online. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTP, when you all want to watch HSM3? Oto-san is welcomed too! Onee-sama as well! I definitely cannot go on weds, because my sis got tuition and my mum has to fetch her. I don't know about other days, but my mum said i best go on mon or tues. So how? Discuss on weds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, wait, WOOHOO! My bro is actually sleeping! I will go check my things now, since i have nothing to post about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-1440690126917778259?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/1440690126917778259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=1440690126917778259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1440690126917778259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/1440690126917778259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/blah.html' title='BLAH'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2810654068246200706</id><published>2008-10-25T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T20:01:10.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New clothes.</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: Woke up at 8.15am, because a cleaner was coming to clean up the house as usual. Reluctantly woke up, because i slept at 1+am. Yeah, i was nagged, but escaped punishment. My mum was like "If you play until so late again, i will ban you from the com for 1 whole week, and i mean it." Argh. Whatever. I wasn't sleepy at all! What am i supposed to do? I want to read Eragon 3, but i haven't got it. Plus i am a little sick of my comics which i have read 256863 times. Sigh. Anyway, my bro's coming back tomorrow. Well, he is complaining to me that i kinda exaggerated the effects of him coming home, so i will not talk anything about it. The good point about my bro coming back is that i can watch Heroes 3. Yeah! LOLs. Oh, and my sister will probably stop bickering with me and change her target to my bro. Hehhehheh. That always happen. Back to the topic, some lazy people just can't fold their own blankets this morning. Okay, not only this morning. Whatever, i will be the good girl and fold it for them. Watch Doraemon with my sis, and then proceed to eating bfast. Nasi Lemak! Yum! I got stomachache after eating it though. I think it's because the chilli was very spicy. I love spicy foods! Slacking all the way after that, doing my Sudoku and listening to DGM music. My Fav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Still doing Sudoku, and listening to the music, because my sis was playing neopets. I shouldn't have introduced it to her. Argh. Ate a piece of cake, about 20++ pieces of honeydew cut into 3x3x3 size. I felt hungry after all that, so i ate a cup of cereal with HL milk which i think was ver nice. Note: it's not fattening according to my mum. Hurray! I went to a boutique with my mum and her friend at around 5. I bought two new shirts and three shorts. Which according to me look quite mature and erm, like OL costume. I don't care la. I don't really know what i want to wear, so nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night: I am neopets-ing now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/10/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am chiong-ing my Sudoku now, because i think i kinda deproved. Is there a word call deprove? Whatever. I was flipping through my report book just now, and i realise my weight now was the same as when i was in sec1. 46kg. Not too fat, not too slim. It't kinda balanced right? Righhhtt? And whoa! I grew taller by 9 cm in two years! I just hope i can reach 165 before i stop growing. Argh. I am now 158. Is that possible? Maybe i should drink more milk. But not from China. I miss my White Rabbit Candy! I don't care if it's poisoned. I want to eat it. Know why i was so obssessed with it? That's because when i was a tiny tot, i thought it was impossible to eat paper. Then i discovered this candy. It fascinated me, because i was actually eating paper! Wow! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think that's all. Bi-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2810654068246200706?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2810654068246200706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2810654068246200706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2810654068246200706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2810654068246200706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-clothes.html' title='New clothes.'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3865199413298284637</id><published>2008-10-24T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T18:38:39.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY RESULTS! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on my results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my overall results for Sec 3! Showing off for Nth times, so bear with me! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: 67%/B3 - I am so happy that it's a B3, because my marks this EOY is 62%. My previous vocabulary tests helped a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 86%/A1 - I don't know how this appeared in my report slip, but so be it. I think this mark is taken from the mid-year exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher Chinese: 75%/A1 - Whoa! A just nice A1! Yeah! I thought i was going to get an A2 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-maths: 95%/A1 - My best mark of all subjects. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-maths: 93%/A1 - Argh, dragged down by my previous exams. Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology: 86%/A1 - Erm... did i really get top for this subject for whole level? This mark seems insufficient... Whatever, i thought i was going to get a lousy mark for EOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemisty: 88%/A1 - The highest in all three sciences, phew! If not, my mum will be nagging me like last time: "Aiyo, why your chemistry not highest ah? I am a Chem teacher mind you! You should inherit my genes or something!" Argh. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: 82%/A1 - My mid-year saved me a lot! Muahahahaha. I wonder how will I do for 'O' levels Physics though. I don't really like Physics, though my mum say it's all calculations and EASY to study. Yeah, yeah, i am not her! She has been brainwashing me about it like: "Physics easy one! Anyone with good maths can do it! Biology is all memorising! It's not easy!" Yeah, right. Look at my maths, mum. Then look again at my Physics. I seriously do not think there's any prove to what you said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME: A (?) - How did get an A? I've got no moral! LOLs. Just being random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 753/900&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percentage: 83.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Position: 1/42 - I am the Queen! LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R4: 5                      &lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attendance: 191/191 - Erm, didn't i missed school once for the music exams? How is this counted? Is it that as long as i produce a MC or letter, i get marked for the attendance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conduct: GOOD - Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruo Xin is a polite&lt;/span&gt;*pukes* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and well-behaved&lt;/span&gt;*pukes again* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;student. Not only that, she also excels in her studies. She is very driven&lt;/span&gt;(erm, reality check, i was still reading comics during the exams) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and disciplined&lt;/span&gt;(i was forced by my mum to study, but thanks to her, if not i won't get such results. Whoa, behold the power of nagging!)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. These reasons have contributed her being the top student again for this semester&lt;/span&gt;(does this means top in level? Yes! Vouchers! Here i come!)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these are my magnificent results! *Super BHB mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of report, bi-byes (copyright belongs to me! Red Fan, shoo shoo!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i slept on the floor for two hours just now, because noone woke me up after i fell asleep reading comics. My mum was away, and now she is talking on phone to my bro. ON PHONE! Can you all leave me alone and stop talking on the phone for so long! Inconsiderate people! My internet connection broke off just now, when was downloadind 10plus songs! I was so pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, my back hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Today's HCL remedial was so fun! We were like having picnic there or something. Ate sweets(Yupi Gummy Bears!), chocolate and lots other. Thank you Red Fan for helping me to "tapao" breakfast! Roti Canai! One of my favourites! We were also listening to musics during the remedial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, we helped Mdm Yam count her survey forms thingy because we were in the canteen doing practically nothing but eat and chat. The remedial starts at 10 and we were in school at 8. Hohoho. Thanks Red Fan for accompanying me! I will treasure you like what Mdm Yam told me to! Back to the topic, me and Red Fan were laughing like mad on certain suggestions! Some people are so funny! They ticked two boxes for the same question! What, are we supposed to do guessing for you? Some people are better! They never ticked anything! WOW! I came across a suggestion that says that: "Change the material for the school skirt and shirt. Why penalise girls for wearing short skirts when they are wearing "see-through" shirts?" Oh dear. I don't want a thicker material! The weather is like so hot now! I am going to be roasted! Not that i want a "see-through" shirt though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i am done with my post. Bi-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3865199413298284637?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3865199413298284637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3865199413298284637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3865199413298284637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3865199413298284637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-results-muahahahahaha.html' title='MY RESULTS! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2973888512544369735</id><published>2008-10-22T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:16:42.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second post of the day</title><content type='html'>To: Member of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on SPA Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up my SPA, as usual. My practical sucks, so in a way i am an impractical person, yeah, whatever. Supposingly, magnesium + chlorine = MgCl2, BUT, i got MgCl4! WOW! However, i think most of us got that, so nevermind. Anyway, we are marked based on our observations, so i think i am quite safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, i was so frustrated with my results that i used a lot of correction liquid on the paper. And i didn't even think of using another paper. I am so doomed. It was basically a sea of correction fluid there! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my mum know this, she is so going to kill me. I love titration more. Seriously. Empirical formula is like so... i don't know how to describe it. Plus my mum said that it's very hard to get accurate results for empirical formula experiments, so... CONGRATES! Mariel! I heard that you got the perfect answer(that is, MgCl2)! Wow! I admire you, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's all for my report. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/10/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so NOT looking forward to tomorrow, because of all the reflection thingy and cleaning up. I don't mind the chapel/end-of-term service, because pastor actually tells lots of interesting erm...what is the word, hmm...(my english sucks) stories and morals? I seriously pity him though, because everyone is like so zombified when he is talking. Almost noone reacts when he ask us something! The only reason i hate chapel/end-of-term service is, we actually have to squeeze in the hall, WITHOUT air-con, while the doors are CLOSED, and smell each other, eewwww. Most importantly, this marks the end of school term(though not really for us)! I will miss you guys so much! I can't go to singapore for  no reason*sigh*, but i can't go to singapore for a lot of reasons as well(such as watching movies, because 1.now is the supposed recession, 2. my mum will nag me if i watch too much movies, because to her it's a waste of money)! But i still have lots of CO practices! Argh! I must persevere so that by next March, i will be free! Wheee! Maybe i can grab the chance to meet up with you guys if possible during one of the practices! Well, if possible, because Scarfy and Bearice are going to Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we meet up during those days around Christmas?(erm, this sounds wrong, because i don't know how to phrase it, seriously my english sucks) Like before or after? Then we exchange presents, as well as chit chat! Hmm... this christmas will be a special one, because my grandma started to believe in God, so there will be people from the church coming to our house and erm, sing and say prayers?(oops, i forgot about it, because the last time they came when i still attended the church for kids, is like 7-8 years ago? And you guys know how "good" my memory is.)Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, some people have to give my scarfy and red fan imouto presents! Though i know red fan's dear dear won't see this blog.Tsk tsk. Emogirl, Bearice, let's exchange presents within ourselves, we lonely people. Haha. Santa! Do not save your budgets! Must buy nice present for my imouto, or i will hunt you down. Just kidding just kidding.  It's actually a special day because it is the birthday of Jesus. Back to the present thingy, what matters is the heart/sincerity. Hmm, not such a stupid word from me in my blog eh. My whole blog is like doing whining and complaining, plus a little stupid(erm, sometimes?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hums to the commercial:you got the whole world, in your hands...*Oops! I got carried away!&lt;br /&gt;Can i behave stupidly here? I feel like the "real" me is the one online, and she is stupid, crazy, whiny, BHB, show-off, but talks more(at least compared to the me in class)! Don't be surprised when someday i become crazy in class, people. Lalala. There's seriously something wrong with my brain. Mrs M.D, maybe i should give you a warranty when you purchase my brain for experiments. Yeah, you need to pay for it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scroll upwards, stare, faint, wake up and scroll downwards* Oh gosh, i actually wrote that much crap! Watashi wa baka-chan neh. I guess i better say tata now. Bo-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2973888512544369735?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2973888512544369735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2973888512544369735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2973888512544369735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2973888512544369735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/second-post-of-day.html' title='Second post of the day'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2598232615352318645</id><published>2008-10-22T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:14:32.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going crazy.Argh.</title><content type='html'>HOLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, i got a 82% for end of year! Yep yep i am showing it off again, though you all already kinda know that(tsk tsk, how thick-skinned i am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebekah Lee Shi Jia, you better stop writing those things on everyone's tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Allen! I will forever support DGM!*screams**note: strongly recommend this manga, but do not blame me if you get addicted to it, just like me, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling down now, for various reasons, mainly because i am bored. Gosh, i want to play my DOTA! And AUDI! And COD(though i played it for like a hundred times already...LOLs)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, my ototo coming back this weekend. Sayonara my dear computer, because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro come back&lt;br /&gt;             ||&lt;br /&gt;him using internet whole day(without getting scolded by my mum when i actually get scolded for that)&lt;br /&gt;             ||&lt;br /&gt;me not using internet+computer broke down&lt;br /&gt;             ||&lt;br /&gt;no computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, do you get what i mean?! Argh! The frustration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what i wanna/going to do this hols, hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Watch HSM3, Madagascar2, Coffin(maybe?), and lots more!&lt;br /&gt;2. Kick my bro out of his seat and takeover his com! Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;3. Improve my English(said that for like years, but nothing gets into my brain!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Revise my lessons(yeah right.maybe, bcos i can't touch my computer)&lt;br /&gt;5. Get myself out of certain mood.(that is, slacking mood)&lt;br /&gt;6. Wash a certain person out of my memory if possible.(A primary school nightmare...!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Read comics and my Eragon 3(if i can buy it, sob, it 's so expensive!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn to play Changing by Stephanie(it's very hard!well, at least to me, because i have not touch my piano for a long time, sigh...)&lt;br /&gt;9. Gathering with my primary school friends! It's tough to set the date when everyone is busy with their own things!&lt;br /&gt;10. Cut and rebond my hair.&lt;br /&gt;11. Watch Heroes 3!&lt;br /&gt;12. Go Korea!&lt;br /&gt;13. Skip CO practices if possible(hehehe, as if i will, i am such a good girl!&lt;--BHB*pukes*).&lt;br /&gt;14. Blah blah blah, i can't recall anything more. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of CO, the new shirt is so red! Oh my god! It reminds me of Santa Claus! Chinese New Years! And the red marks on my test papers! OMG! This is just so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i am done with my blabbering. Bo-byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2598232615352318645?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2598232615352318645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2598232615352318645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2598232615352318645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2598232615352318645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-crazyargh_22.html' title='Going crazy.Argh.'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8358280558037192249</id><published>2008-10-20T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:42:50.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got our results back today!(kinda)</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on my results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, yep, i am kinda showing it off. Sowwie! It's not really that good anyway... I want better results! Big O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: P2-30.5/50 (Is it over 50? I am not really sure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: P1-64/90, P2-86/110, Total=75/100(Is this the  first time i get an A1 for HCl? I think so eh.)&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;E-maths: P1-78/80, P2-99/100, Total=98/100(I feel like slapping myself for the careless mistakes i made.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-maths:94/100(I did some careless mistakes, sigh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: 27/30+33/40+23/30=83/100(My mum was practically nagging at me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology: 30/30+30/40+20/30=80/100(Full marks for MCQ, but the behind part was...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: 21/30+55/70=76/100(I totally wasn't expecting this, i thought i would get B or something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities: Chi Lit-50/50(Muahahahaha.), SS-33/50(My best score ever!), Total=83/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was for EOY only. I don't know what's the marks after combining all the previous exams. Argh! Can they give back earlier?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/10/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8358280558037192249?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8358280558037192249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8358280558037192249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8358280558037192249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8358280558037192249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-our-results-back-todaykinda.html' title='Got our results back today!(kinda)'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8488074513812942326</id><published>2008-10-19T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:40:49.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! I did it! My first fanart for DGM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SPrgCkGkQOI/AAAAAAAAADE/oR3Fg8goMW0/s1600-h/dgrayman-fanart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SPrgCkGkQOI/AAAAAAAAADE/oR3Fg8goMW0/s320/dgrayman-fanart1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258761849564053730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phew! I used about 2+ hours to do this whole thing,  and i am going crazy drawing the circle thingy musician score. Argh. I kinda screwed up the 14th Noah(the one on the left, and for those who read the manga, they know what i meant). Anyway, i am so happy i done this! i am thinking of drawing an Allen-taller-than-baka-Kanda-version, generals+Allen's crown clown innocence form version, the black order members version and the Noahs family version,though  i don't know when. Again, only those who read this manga understand what i mean. I am also thinking of colouring this pic, but i seriously don't know how to do those shadow or whatever effects using computer, and i don't dare to colour the original thing itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ALLEN WALKER!!! Thank you Hoshino Katsura for producing such a nice manga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I am not a manga freak. Just a D.Gray-man lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8488074513812942326?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8488074513812942326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8488074513812942326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8488074513812942326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8488074513812942326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah-i-did-it-my-first-fanart-for-dgm1.html' title='Yeah! I did it! My first fanart for DGM!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SPrgCkGkQOI/AAAAAAAAADE/oR3Fg8goMW0/s72-c/dgrayman-fanart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6940972355843944223</id><published>2008-10-18T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:07:05.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEEEEEEEKKSS</title><content type='html'>I've got a anonymous strange 30-year-old talking to me just now. EEKs! I don't know how to deal with these things, and i am freaking out! Whatshouldidowhatshouldidowhatshouldido? He said he found my email through friendster!  From friendster, he knew a lot of things about me already(i am guessing that)! What's better was that i actually answer some of his questions!!!!*slapping myself* I am so damn dumb. I restricted my friendster profile to friends only now, blocked him in msn and i am thinking of restricting my blog too. I don't want! It's super troublesome to invite people or whatever! ARGH! I don't want to tell my parents this, because they will kick up a big fuss! I AM SERIOUSLY FREAKED OUT. *screams*If he/she is younger like around my age and in my school, maybe i wouldn't be this freaked out.*pulling my hair out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey anonymous, if you are reading this blog, back off!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6940972355843944223?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6940972355843944223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6940972355843944223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6940972355843944223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6940972355843944223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/eeeeeeeeeeekkss.html' title='EEEEEEEEEEEKKSS'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-7464490811560218510</id><published>2008-10-18T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:44:35.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes i wonder...</title><content type='html'>Wonder 1: Is it that i am thinking too much, or is it real? I realised that the cbox always has some problem. For example, i can't correct the time in my cbox, and Mrs M.D can't make her cbox refresh by it's own, because we are not premium users? I am suspecting a conspiracy, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder 2: Why the adults are always nagging? I try to be understanding, knowing that they nag at us because they care for us, but don't they know that once is enough? Okay, maybe twice or thrice. I can't stand more than thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder 3: Why the adults can't be understanding? I was fixing my internet connection just now, because it went bonkers, so i was in a very bad mood. Then my mum ask me: "IS YOUR SOAP AT HOME?" what kind of question is that! Of course it's at home, if not, how should i bath?helllooooo, use your common sense. As i said, i was in a bad mood, so i replied:"Fei Hua("of course" in a rude way)!" So i got scolded. I was very mad, and that worsen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder 4: Why are adults so stupid at times? I told my mum the internet connection will be disrupted if she call anyone or anyone call in. It was a hint to make her talk faster next time. In the end, she still chat and chat and chat, ignoring my angry glares(yes i glared at her). They are totally abusing their rights as adults aren't they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-7464490811560218510?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/7464490811560218510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=7464490811560218510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7464490811560218510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7464490811560218510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-i-wonder.html' title='Sometimes i wonder...'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4970072077463459452</id><published>2008-10-17T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:49:55.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>I finished my anime! Well, at least to where it stopped. Episode 27! Bearice and Red Fan's answers for the quiz are so funny!(how random...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used the computer for like 6 hours already? One more hour and i can break my last night's record! Muahahahaha. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs M.D, reassure that i will sign a contract that states that my brain will be donated for scientific research by you after i die. Prepare to be disappointed though, because there is practically nothing inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn, after finishing the anime, i feel so empty. But i don't want to start watching another one, because it is so tiring! The loading time is so long and boring and irritating, especially when there is noone talking to me while loading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to write, so bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4970072077463459452?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4970072077463459452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4970072077463459452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4970072077463459452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4970072077463459452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/lalala_17.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-9109286667998289646</id><published>2008-10-17T11:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:16:04.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanana</title><content type='html'>I can't believe i actually watched anime last night until 2 AM! Luckily scarfy and other people were chatting with me while the video was loading so that i didn't fall asleep. Too bad my grandma woke up and asked me to go to sleep, or i will watch until 5AM then sleep, because my dad wakes up at 5 every morning. So now, i got 5 episodes left! I feel so happy! Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i woke up at 10 this morning. Stayed in the toilet for half an hour, because of stomachache. My grandma thought i fainted in the toilet. Hahaha. Do i look that weak? I think there's something wrong with me though, because after i sit for a long time then stand up, i get dizzy spells. Some people say i eat too little, but hello, i eat the whole plate of chicken rice in 5 minutes! Do you think i don't eat much? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just some random blabbering while waiting for my video to load. Argh, my grandma is talking on phone again. The internet speed is slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i am not an anime freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-9109286667998289646?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/9109286667998289646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=9109286667998289646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9109286667998289646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9109286667998289646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/nanana.html' title='Nanana'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-285989895650700415</id><published>2008-10-16T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:26:55.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ, QUIZ, QUIZ</title><content type='html'>1. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;      good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;     emo, nice listener,  idunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The most memorable thing he/she had done to you.&lt;br /&gt;  don't remember.i got bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable things he/she has said to you.&lt;br /&gt;       see 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What kind of girl/boy he/she like?&lt;br /&gt;      i dunno:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;   No, not les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover the thing he/she can he/she has to improve on is?&lt;br /&gt;   see 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy you will?&lt;br /&gt;       impossible:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;    it's impossible:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is?&lt;br /&gt;            no idea at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;          why is this the same as 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;     smart and quiet.(that's not the truth when i am with people i know well:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love about yourself are.&lt;br /&gt;     i am not narcissus or whatever, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the reasons you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;    not outgoing enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;    happy person without any enemy as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care; like you, say something to themlove her back?&lt;br /&gt;    be happy!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people:&lt;br /&gt;     1-wendy&lt;br /&gt;     2-serene&lt;br /&gt;     3-jarren&lt;br /&gt;     4-ethel&lt;br /&gt;     5-minghui&lt;br /&gt;     6-mariel&lt;br /&gt;     7-janice&lt;br /&gt;     8-huizhen&lt;br /&gt;     9-shanice&lt;br /&gt;   10-rebekah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is 6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;     the chairperson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;    female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If 7 &amp;amp; 8 are together will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;     they are not les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;     triple pure sciences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with 3?&lt;br /&gt;     dun remember:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of band music does 8 likes?&lt;br /&gt;     nope.not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;     yep, a younger bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo 3?&lt;br /&gt;    NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about 7?&lt;br /&gt;    NEVER.I AM NOT A LESBIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;    Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of 5?&lt;br /&gt;    Cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Whats the hobby of 4?&lt;br /&gt;    ask 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does 5 &amp;amp; 9 gets along well?&lt;br /&gt;     don't really know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;     Christ Church Sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about 1?&lt;br /&gt;     Emogirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for 8?&lt;br /&gt;     NOPE.see 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does 9 lives?&lt;br /&gt;    somewhere on earth call woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does 4 likes?&lt;br /&gt;    no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are 5 &amp;amp; 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;   nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Does 7 likes 2?&lt;br /&gt;    NOPE. they are not les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How did you get to know 2?&lt;br /&gt;    in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Does 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;    no.but lots of pooh bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Is 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;    beauty is in the eyes fo the beholder.haha.but no to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Is 10 tall?&lt;br /&gt;     no.compared to  the world standard.don't kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;announcement: the him/her in the first few Q are refering to the one who tagged you. This is confusing! Emogirl why you didn't tell me at first!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-285989895650700415?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/285989895650700415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=285989895650700415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/285989895650700415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/285989895650700415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-quiz-quiz.html' title='QUIZ, QUIZ, QUIZ'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-7399728660556695985</id><published>2008-10-16T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:59:58.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)I love rainy days.</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the supposed last day of school AGAIN because there is another 3 days holidays for us. Tomorrow is the promotion day! I wonder who are the fortunate and unfortunate souls(no offence!). Well today was just another day so below are a little thoughts on the lessons today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-maths: I like a-maths. Well, not all the chapters of it, but i like the trigonometric identities. I hate binomial theorem. I also like indices! But i kinda sucks at it. Today the questions were fun, though Mrs Ang was the same old her who don't have a sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue: Free period! We chatted with the teacher and play around, read the newspaper and slacked. 'O' levels are coming! 5/11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology: Ms Lee never came as usual, so i go nothing to do but finish the a-maths homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTC: "Chiong"-ing my homeworks again, and i totally didn't listen to what Mr Chia was saying. When people laugh, i was like "huh huh?what?". Luckily Red Fan was sitting beside me, or i will miss a lot of things. Finished my a-maths homework during the period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: Mr Chia was talking whatever he was talking about, which i didn't listen to one bit, because i was doing my Chinese homework. Grhh, i hate comprehension. I just laugh along when people laugh. Felt like an idiot. Finished my chinese homework too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: "Mdm Claus" didn't come, so we did the worksheet given. We can't do the first question, because she didn't give the complete information needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-maths: Mdm Potassium Hydroxide was so funny. I like her sarcastic tone. Haha. She was fast and finished one chapter on an hour. It was an easy chapter anyway, but i wish our a-maths can go faster too, because at this rate, we won't be able to finish our 'O' levels syllabus. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the lessons, i was humming "nanana" to Red Fan for i don't know why she just laugh at the melody, hehheh. Heard that it was from a Hokkien song or whatever, but it was fun to irritate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, me, Red Fan and Bearice accompanied Emogirl to hand in her chemistry file. Waited for a long long time for the teacher to return, in the end we found out that the teacher was in the canteen all day. I guess we "yanjingtiestamp" which means absent-minded on chinese(?). My mum called to ask me home, but i delayed until half an hour later, and i lied to her that it was because i was finding the SS book at Popular. Emogirl you made me lied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining but luckily we brought our umbrella:) The bunch of guys(YS,tunafish,KY, the-kid-who-need-to-have-a-life-as-mr-chia-said, charles charles and Fab) were drenched, aha. They were unlucky. When they came out of the school gate, the wind was blowing like mad, but when me and the parliament came out, there was peace and calm. Haha. I love the weather! But Red Fan was complaining that she was freezing. When we went on the bus, she nearly froze into ice(according to what i joked with her). Someone asked me a strange question on the bus for i don't know why. I pretended to faint on the bus and Red Fan actually fel into the trick! Aha. I got my retribution though. Red Fan was like saying,"eh, i think i saw your bus reaching," when we were reaching the terminal. I was like "What! I am already late! Don't curse me!". It turned out to be true as the queue was empty. What a nice mouth you have, Red Fan. Since you "predicts" things so accurately, please help me by saying that i will get distinction for the big O, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dumb phone went off again. I just slightly knocked it, and the thing just turned off by it's own and i had to take out the battery and put it back in again. I dropped my battery halfway and kicked it accidentally. Sigh... I have dropped my phone for plenty of times, so i guess it's my own fault. The best time was when i dropped it from my skirt's pocket height(not really high though), and i KICKED the phone from the last second row all the way to almost the first row. Of course it will break down! My last Samsung phone was still functioning normally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, i got scolded by my mum for not boarding the bus when she called me, when i was actually in school burning my time away for nothing. Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i have to say that my sis is absolutely irritating. As i was typing this and when i was chatting with friends, she has to poke her nose in. I had to shoo her away, that pest. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is all i have to say. I think i missed out a lot of things though. I got a serious short term memory. I can't even remember my mum's bday sometimes, hehe. And i always thought my dad's bday is on christmas when it's actually someday else. Haha. This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/10/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-7399728660556695985?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/7399728660556695985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=7399728660556695985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7399728660556695985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7399728660556695985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-rainy-days.html' title=':)I love rainy days.'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-7910664506040556483</id><published>2008-10-15T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:03:16.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tagged by Jarren.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Do you have secrets?Yup, yup, lots of them:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?Nope. I hate kids. Guys younger than me are definitely not mature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to sch?Yes and No.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?Build my dream house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?Nope. I am not lesbian:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?Loved by someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. List out your 15 favourite songs:Changing, Musician, Geikidou, Breaking Free, Start Of Something New, When There Is Only Me And You, We're All In This Together, All For One, Gotta Go My Own Way, You're The Music In Me,Bu Tong, Zhen De, Wo Lian Ai Le, Shuo Ni Ai Wo, Ai Mei( I can't type chinese in this com, so i type the hanyupinyin, anyway, i don't listen to much songs, so...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?Wish them happiness...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?Yep yep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What makes you angry?Wrongly accused by people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?A blur sotong as always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?Family, my BFF, him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life?Happiness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. What is more important?Family or Career?Family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?Baby Blue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?Maybe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?The person who likes me. Or the person i likes more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?I forget things easily, so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What do you want to tell the someone you like?Stay happy:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged:Wendy, Mariel, Serene, Ethel, Minghui&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-7910664506040556483?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/7910664506040556483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=7910664506040556483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7910664506040556483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7910664506040556483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/rule-1-people-who-have-been-tagged-must.html' title=''/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-3226061876215114370</id><published>2008-10-15T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:16:16.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn, just another day...</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on the school reopening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to today because i thought we could get back our papers... In the end, we came to school for almost nothing. I wanted to skip school tomorrow, but "Mr Packard" threatened us that of we don't go to school tomorrow, we will get it from him. So i have no choice but to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are what i feel about the lessons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother  Tongue: Just bored, bored and bored. Manage to get the teacher to tell us our essays marks though. 64/90, it's an A2. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-maths: Copy the corrections(though we got correct), and i am happy to get 1/42 rank for it. It's like a miracle to me, because my E-maths usually sucks with my carelessness. Still don't know the marks though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology: Ms Lee never come, so i basically spent the whole period slacking and talking to you all:Mrs Cheong was talking nonsense though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Recess: I love the recess! I always love the recess! I was hungry for the whole morning because i had no time to eat in the morning!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTC: Filled the NYAA form in a total mess. I still can't believe that the crap i wrote was used as sample template! I was bluffing my way through the thing! How are we supposed to remember what happened for the SEC 1 swimming programme! Gosh, I am so embarassed.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Busy filling the NYAA form, we totally didn't do anything about SS at all. However, Mr Hock was obviously mad with us for our results. I just hope i pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: "Mdm Claus" was briefing us on the SPA thingy. It's so obvious what's coming out lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Argh! I got 10 questions wrong for the MCQ! Imagine what happened to my other sections. I hate Physics, i really don't like it. I like Chemistry more! Probably because i was affected by my mum who is a Chem teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went to comics connection(CC) to check out for new comics but neh, nothing much to my interest. So i went to Popular to check if there is any sec 4 SS textbooks left. Nil. So don't go there to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my aunt's house to wait for my sis to finish her tuition. Read magazines and slept. I felt so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home just now, and start to watch my anime again! Don't call me anime freak, Mrs M.Dan, i am not up to that level yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I don't really feel like writing much because i wanna watch my anime.Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/10/08&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-3226061876215114370?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/3226061876215114370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=3226061876215114370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3226061876215114370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/3226061876215114370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/yawn-just-another-day.html' title='Yawn, just another day...'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-124661475576641625</id><published>2008-10-14T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:19:28.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on today(yeah!today!LOLs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like slapping myself. I was loading an 8 minutes video, and since my internet speed is slow, this take up to 10+ minutes. I was so smart. A click and it's all GONE! I accidentally tapped the backspace button, which is a shortcut for going to previous page, and WHOOSH! It disappeared! Magic! WOW! I am so amazed by my own smartness! I vomitted blood and fainted in front of the computer. So now i am using the loading time to post this because i don't have anyone to talk to like just now, and i don't have PSP or DS like certain someone to play with. Grhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer me honestly: Do I look VERY fierce in class? Someone said i look fierce! Gosh! I can't really control my own expressions. When i actually feel sad, I may laugh or smile or whatever. When i don't do anything, I look fierce and gloomy like SOMEBODY have said. What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i wish i can change this bad habit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mum is nagging at me for staying in front of the computer for the whole day, when the time now is actually 3.17PM. That's not a whole day! I promised i won't do this once school reopen! Okay! I am excited now, because i want to know my results. I hope I don't drop. Once again, probably not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh! My anime has finished downloading! Byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/10/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-124661475576641625?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/124661475576641625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=124661475576641625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/124661475576641625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/124661475576641625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-2022913156384885677</id><published>2008-10-13T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:24:01.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An ordinary day, an ordinary me...</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on a boring daily life&lt;/span&gt;(read at your own risk)&lt;br /&gt;It's an ordinary day with an ordinary me blabbering ordinary stuffs again. Firstly, this is the first time i can use the computer for so long. Maybe because it's post-exams period so my mum don't really care? So i am going to use this golden opportunity to finish my anime. This is the only unboring thing happening today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, today i did the same things again. Chatted on msn, watch anime, swept the floor, watch Totally Spies(don't laugh!), and sleep. I ate a lot today too. My grandma cooked my favourite dish. I hate and love her at the same time. The reason for hating was mentioned, and i shall not make it a burden to you guys reading my ordinary blog again. Also, i hate her because i will get fat if she keep cooking these tasty yet fattening food...Is there any food in the world that is tasty and not fattening? I love her because we sometimes share the same grudge against my mum's certain bad characteristics. And she cook nice food. See, i am contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can someone lend me a fiction or something? I am running out of books to read! This is sickening and boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also declaring that the posts...or whatever is that on the tagboard is mostly done by me, charles charles and Bearice. Haha. So don't take it for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/10/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-2022913156384885677?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/2022913156384885677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=2022913156384885677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2022913156384885677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/2022913156384885677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/ordinary-day-ordinary-me.html' title='An ordinary day, an ordinary me...'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6110185136907339783</id><published>2008-10-13T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:23:53.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:DDDD</title><content type='html'>Thank you J! I felt so bad when you two were... nevermind. I thought J was very angry with me... Now i feel so relieved! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now watching Soul Eater... But the download speed is damn slow!!! I hate my internet connection! It's quite a nice show because it's funny, fighting and kinda magical. Strongly recommend! Haha. Thank you charles charles for recommending it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD I am kinda in super hyper mode now... Read the tagboard, members of the parliament! Some people are so bored! And lame! And funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus i swept the floor for my grandma! I feel so proud!LOLS!hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Byes. I am going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6110185136907339783?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6110185136907339783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6110185136907339783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6110185136907339783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6110185136907339783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/dddd.html' title=':DDDD'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-6649912895952540816</id><published>2008-10-12T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:38:27.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is driving me crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SPK0NwxonPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nQSVwG2FWFw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SPK0NwxonPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nQSVwG2FWFw/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256461863619173618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever tried ordering a food only to get it after 45 mins? That's what happened to me. I am going crazy. I bet this won't happen in singapore, but this is what happened to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm-reached the hawker centre, ordered a fried rice,fried noodles and steamed fish. Quite a number of people ordering then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:15-saw the helper carrying the food around, but no sight of my food. My mum and my sis finishing their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30-the helper came and ask us if we ordered single or double. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:45-finally my food came. i wasn't hungry anymore so i just stuff the food inside my mouth, hoping to go home earlier cos i am suppose to chat with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:55-finish my fried rice, then staring into blank space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:15-still at the hawker centre, know why? my grandma was blabbering and gossiping while eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:20-can't stand the smoke there anymore, so i escaped to car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30-finally my grandma finished her food. HOME SWEET HOME! it has never been so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened for the food incident. And it happened more than once. Actually thrice. Maybe not. I can't remember how many times this had happened to me. The longest time i have waited was 1+ hour. Nice one right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-6649912895952540816?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/6649912895952540816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=6649912895952540816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6649912895952540816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/6649912895952540816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-driving-me-crazy.html' title='This is driving me crazy!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SPK0NwxonPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nQSVwG2FWFw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8267573530917523931</id><published>2008-10-12T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:43:25.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am feeling down...</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Member Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am feeling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For various reasons, I am feeling down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am sorry for causing the trouble and misunderstanding between red fan and J. I didn't know a little joke(was it even a joke?) would cause J to scold her... I AM VERY SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am suffering from D.Gray-man obsession. I miss the anime! And i still cannot get the 9th-12nd books of the comics. Chuangyi! Can you please reprint earlier!!! I love D.Gray-man&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I got seriously nothing to do. I can't play online games, computer games and i am running out of comics to read. Scarfy, maybe i have to get them back from you. Also, i want to get my whole series of deathnote back from Arty-W from 3E2. I wonder when though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It's raining! I like rainy weathers but raining means i probably have to leave the computer off soon! Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to read a lot of fictions but they are so damn expensive! I know, i know, the authors put a lot of hard work in it, so, ya, we should pay more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to know my results! If i drop, my mum will kill me and ban me from my dear dear comics! oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I just feel down. 'O' levels are coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/10/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8267573530917523931?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8267573530917523931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8267573530917523931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8267573530917523931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8267573530917523931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-feeling-down.html' title='I am feeling down...'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-7933300196604148066</id><published>2008-10-11T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:14:23.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SORRY</title><content type='html'>I AM SORRY TO REDFAN AND J FOR BEING PLAYFUL. WAY TOO PLAYFUL. SOOOORRRRRYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-7933300196604148066?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/7933300196604148066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=7933300196604148066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7933300196604148066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/7933300196604148066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-sorry.html' title='I AM SORRY'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-4470650081061679620</id><published>2008-10-11T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:00:29.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are OVER!</title><content type='html'>To: Members of the parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on end-of-year examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the tormenting end-of-year examination has ended. Compared to last year, however, I am much much more lazy and relaxed this year. I was still reading my comics during the exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what i think about the exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: As usual, this is my nightmare. My essays were like blah blah blah, my compre was like lalala, and my summary...sucks. Actually, my English totally sucks. When i see essays from other schools, i feel like jumping off the building. Haha, just being exaggerative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: As usual, the boring subject but also an important subject for me to gain marks. Hahaha. My formal letter had one whole paragraph doing ass-kissing, cause the "letter" was meant for someone important. How wonderful! Is the school training us to a mapijing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Literature: I just memorise the notes teacher gave us and throw it all in. Haha. For the other part which i need to "understand" the given story or poem(see, i can't remember the word to use for "fen xi",sigh...), i was writing quite a crap. But miracle! i got full marks for the paper if my teacher was not playing a trick on me. I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: Like Clit, i memorise the textbook and throw whatever i could into the essays. The source-based questions? Don' t mention it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Maths: It was actually... quite easy compared to the past year paper Mdm Potassium Hydroxide gave us.Haha. But i got careless AGAIN, so goodbye to full marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Maths: It was easier than i expected, but again, probably some careless mistakes here and there, so goodbye to full marks i guess. The only full marks for Maths i had ever got is when i was in Primary 4. Nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: I love chem! I was expecting more moles questions cause it is actually quite easy to do, but no, only a few. If not, "charles charles" will die for chemistry. Haha. However, i think my chemistry was not well done though. i hope i can get more than 85.LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology: I memorised and memorised and memorised, guess what, the things i memorised did not come out at all. What crap is that. My bio result is so going to drop, because the last essays i did in the bio book, just pass. Nice one x2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: This is tough, but well, we need to get used to her 'O' levels standard, so... i am so dead.Period. I was bluffing my way through the paper, and i did not even care to try to answer the questions i am not sure of or did not know how to do.Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are how i feel about the "holy" EOY exams, and i just hope i can maintain my position. Actually, probably not.Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/10/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading my D.Gray-man Nth times, while doing this. I feel so relieved that i can now read comics in front of my mum. Last time when i didn tell her i was reading comics, i had to hide my comics and sometimes they were still found by my mum. I had to lie to her, so i feel quite bad. When i admitted to her during August, i was expecting her to yell at me. But no, she didn't. This was because i BHB and told her that my results are not bad even when i read comics. Haha. So she kind of allow me to read. However, she is still nagging that comics are so expensive. Well, everything is expensive nowadays. Plus i told her that i don't spend my money on anything else but comics, so i got her permission in the end. I still don't really dare to show her all my comics, because i bet she will be screaming, because i bought a lot, and some comics are quite... erm... you know what i mean, so i kept most of my comics at Scarfy's home. Hehheh. Sorry and thank you, Scarfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for like 12 hours just now, so now i am not really thinking clearly. Bye. Time to read comics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-4470650081061679620?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/4470650081061679620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=4470650081061679620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4470650081061679620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/4470650081061679620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-are-over.html' title='Exams are OVER!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-9057417926242123393</id><published>2008-09-28T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:13:40.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Bored, I'm Bored, I'm VERY BORED</title><content type='html'>To: Members Of The Parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living In Singapore For A Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be sooooo bored! No computer, no cable TV, no whatever! However that may be good for me because then i will concentrate on studying... I think. What's good is the fact that I can "hang out" with you guys a little bit longer! Also!Also! I can buy my beloved chocolate ice blended with double pearl every day! How wonderful! How FATTENING! OMG, I will become a piggy in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you guys are coping well in your exams... I hope that everyone is doing well too... Don't slack like me! Blogging when I am suppose to study... Hey you! Yes you! You are reading my crap! You should be studying, now SHOO SHOO! Go and study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;"&gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/9/2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-9057417926242123393?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/9057417926242123393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=9057417926242123393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9057417926242123393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/9057417926242123393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-bored-im-bored-im-very-bored.html' title='I&apos;m Bored, I&apos;m Bored, I&apos;m VERY BORED'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-255002104175035497</id><published>2008-09-27T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:55:26.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM PISSED OFF</title><content type='html'>To: Members Of The Parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Blue Fan  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Computer Is Pissing Me Off(Actually, It's My Mum's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This computer is veeeeeeery slow. And the internet connection is playing a trick on me. I paid for a more costly(well, not me, my dad) plan but, it's still unstable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I seriously got nothing to do. I revised chapter 7,8,9,10 of Biology, chapter 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 of Chemistry, chapter 1,4,9,12 of Physics and going to study SS chapter 2,3.And i did most of these on one day, so now my brain is basically going to explode. Nothing can go inside seriously. I am so dead for EOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am clarifying things now. The nicknames i gave to people are harmless(well, except for you know who) so please don't be pissed off if I went overboard and please tell me if I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the fact that people just can't stop spamming the asknlearn&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;inbox&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is very irritating. If it's really interesting, just send once! Use your brain, people!&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;27/9/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To those who i linked, I hope you don't mind!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-255002104175035497?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/255002104175035497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=255002104175035497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/255002104175035497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/255002104175035497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-pissed-off.html' title='I AM PISSED OFF'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446456482616273930.post-8341842965945598187</id><published>2008-09-26T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:18:28.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my new blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SN3tGcdbKzI/AAAAAAAAACs/wDrc3SRgfr4/s1600-h/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SN3tGcdbKzI/AAAAAAAAACs/wDrc3SRgfr4/s320/scan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250613435558472498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to have a new blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinkingthinkingthinking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do this properly so let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: The Members of the Parliament&lt;br /&gt;From: Member Blue Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Report on English Exams(My nightmare!!!) and Chemistry Extra Lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of exams, as well as one of the doomsday for me. Luckily, I think I can at least get a B3. Goodbye to A though. It's like a star in the universe, far far away...I love stars! Okay back to the topic, I am starting to worry about it.Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The compo, i chose Fathers. Don't ask me why. But I am starting to have a bad feeling about it. For the compre, don't even want to talk about it! I was lucky enough to have realised my mistakes and correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Chemistry extra lessons, it was an interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San: Rihanna, why are you eating in class? I am not screening a movie! Are you really very hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna: Considering...not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San: Then stop eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some moment, Rihanna was still eating chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San: Stop eating and give those two packs to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna: But finish already!(but proceeded to pouring the tiny bits into his mouth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having stitches already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San was fuming mad! What's worst was Elephant and Cloud walked out of the class and wanted to go home without informing San! How rude was that! And they did the same thing last time during SS extra lesson! Nice one man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the lesson went on without a hitch and we even finished the class earlier! I went to buy my beloved bubble tea with Red Fan before going home and slacked.Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;bLUe FaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/9/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's was basically what happened yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this while having a spoonful of Nutella in my mouth and my mum was in school! Pure enjoyment!Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1446456482616273930-8341842965945598187?l=tpopn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/feeds/8341842965945598187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1446456482616273930&amp;postID=8341842965945598187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8341842965945598187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1446456482616273930/posts/default/8341842965945598187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tpopn.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-my-new-blog.html' title='This is my new blog!'/><author><name>xinnix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15704140172549946420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/Sna9nTEQGBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eDikZjvs018/S220/DSC01307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mw7SEJZZ1UM/SN3tGcdbKzI/AAAAAAAAACs/wDrc3SRgfr4/s72-c/scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
