<?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-8046373</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:22:05.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rîs vain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112792217347483983</id><published>2005-09-28T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:44:32.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpse Bride.</title><content type='html'>Nyah haha. Another Burton/Depp film. What's with me and this collaboration these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could recognize Depp almost instantenously even as a puppet because of the way Victor looks -- he reminded me of Edward Scissorhands. But I felt that maybe this time there was a bit too much Disney in the film. Granted, the songs were nice, but did they have to be so cheery *all* the time? It's so much fluffier than Nightmare Before Christmas. How could they have put them in the same category? And the animations look so cgi. Not real puppets at all, unlike Nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved the ending though, although I did partially see it coming. There's only so much you can do with such a limited cast. But loved the little itty-bitty bits of love stories in the background. Such a nice final scene to go home with. My only real disgruntlement was that the film was too short. Waaay too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and that it being a preview, I had to pay $8. I should have waited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112792217347483983?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112792217347483983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112792217347483983' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112792217347483983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112792217347483983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/09/corpse-bride.html' title='Corpse Bride.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112792178106269800</id><published>2005-09-28T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:36:21.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.</title><content type='html'>Haha. This should have been posted eons ago, but I could never find the time. Anyhoo, yes, I watched the movie, and well, I'd say it was just so-so. I loved the images and the songs, but somehow, Depp potrayed Wonka as a rather sinister and horrid and eerie character, rather than just an eccentric old man as I felt he was in the books. And I fell in love with Mike Teevee. He's just so like me! Haha. I didn't feel so much for Charlie Bucket though. Oh, and Oompa-Loompa!love! :) Heehee. Just so cute. And Danny Elfman!love.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, &lt;a href="http://chocolatefactorymovie.warnerbros.com/soundtrack/"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; the link to the OST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112792178106269800?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112792178106269800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112792178106269800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112792178106269800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112792178106269800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/09/charlie-and-chocolate-factory.html' title='Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112534503226038642</id><published>2005-08-30T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T03:50:32.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twee.</title><content type='html'>Haha. Two sides to today. Well, mostly yesterday, but today as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Performance at the Quad.&lt;br /&gt; --umbrellas and performances.&lt;br /&gt;2)Playing AOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Dlding LOTR songvids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Staying up so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Not finishing my work. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I will refine when I have properly catalouged my thoughts and everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112534503226038642?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112534503226038642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112534503226038642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112534503226038642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112534503226038642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/08/twee.html' title='Twee.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112488916203712101</id><published>2005-08-24T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:12:42.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm... Simple pleasures of life?</title><content type='html'>Lolz. Well, the choir had a Lunchtime concert thing today. And we were supposed to meet at 12 to warm up and stuff. Guess what? I only woke up when Jane called me up the 2nd time. Yes, I was sleeping at 12 noon. Managed to rush down by 12:20 though, and the concert was supposed to start at 12:45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, &lt;/em&gt;what I wanted to say was about how James introduced one of our songs, Chiisana Heya De. The title literally means 'a small room' and it's supposedly about a father teaching a son about life and learning to cherish it; somewhere along those lines. (I don't speak Jap.) And what did James say? He said, "... about a father teaching his son the simple pleasures of life." etc etc. And I immediately went  because it sounded so... wrong. Wanted to headdesk but couldn't in front of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and apparently it takes my voice about an hour to wake up after I wake up if I immediately start warming up i.e. singing. Good point to note, that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112488916203712101?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112488916203712101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112488916203712101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112488916203712101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112488916203712101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmm-simple-pleasures-of-life.html' title='Hmm... Simple pleasures of life?'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112463281314924837</id><published>2005-08-21T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:05:15.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaman King!</title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DeadcupiD/1046778196_folder0001.jpg" border="0" alt="Yoh Asakura"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Asakura Yoh. You love to sleep and listen to music. Your favourite phrase is "It'll be all right". You are lazy, friendly, but sometimes like to tease people. As you grow older, your dark side become deep. No one can understand your thoughts, not until they get closer to you. Even though you're very open, you're still a member of the mysterious Asakura family. Luckily, you're still that idle and kind kid. Just try to stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DeadcupiD/quizzes/Which%20Shaman%20King%20character%20are%20you%3F%20(result%20contains%20image%5E____%5E)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Shaman King character are you? (result contains image^____^)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Seems that I have a 'instinct' for rare pairings. Sigh. Go &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/mj1wl/taorenlyzerg.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112463281314924837?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112463281314924837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112463281314924837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112463281314924837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112463281314924837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/08/shaman-king.html' title='Shaman King!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112367691400533998</id><published>2005-08-10T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:35:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ack.</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, let me say: Ahhhh!!! Help!!! Save me from the telemarkerteers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that's off my chest, time to start ranting (i.e. talking crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1[or wait, is that supposed to be 2 - oh nevermind, just let it be 1 then]) Finally got my iPod to the service centre, and just in time too. My warranty would have run out on the 14th coz I forgot to update my warranty plan! Heh. *sheepish grin* - please don't start bleating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I think I've been spending too much time with the choir people. I keep seeing phantom and real choir people all over the place the entire week. And I even dreamed of the choir this morning. No, please don't ask me what it was about because I honestly cannot remember. I just remember that the choir people were in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Played tennis with Nat and Dev and Dev's brother and got horribly sunburnt. Who knew that it would cost $4.20/hr to book a tennis court at CSC on a public holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Spent about $200+ on stuff yesterday after shopping for 4 hours, one of which was spent walking the long way round from Raffles City to Suntec because of the road block thing. Bought 3 blouses and a skirt, among other things, but will not be wearing the skirt or the blouses anytime soon except for the purpose they were bought i.e. to attend my sister's President Scholar dinner thing at the Istana. 3rd time looking at President Nathan in 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Got a call from a telemarketeer wanting to know how much I would invest with them because I sent out an "I'm interested in receiving some printed matter from you regarding such-and-such company" thingy a few months back. Urgh. And it was an overseas call somemore. 2 minutes! &gt;_&lt; But I could hear that he was quite surprised that I was just 20 years old. Heh. But seriously hope that he doesn't call again. Oh well, shall just be on the watch for an overseas number and just flatly tell them that I'm not interested in investing anymore. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Just realised that my sister would be leaving the country the day I have to perform for NTU's 50th annivesary thing - and both are in the evening!!! Ahh!!! From one end of Singapore to the other!!! Ahh!!!! Damn!!!!! &lt;-- Five exclamation marks are the sure signs of an insane mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it so far. Gotta remember to call Acer tomorrow and start practicing my Diploma songs now! Nite. "P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112367691400533998?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112367691400533998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112367691400533998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112367691400533998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112367691400533998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/08/ack.html' title='Ack.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112327279548282301</id><published>2005-08-06T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T04:13:15.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahaha!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have discovered this thing known as Neville/Draco. Muah-hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my sister is a President's Scholar. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112327279548282301?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112327279548282301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112327279548282301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112327279548282301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112327279548282301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/08/hahahaha.html' title='Hahahaha!!!!!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112281224947137803</id><published>2005-07-31T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:17:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn and blast.</title><content type='html'>Damn. Here I was, being all twee and happy because I found out that lessons were cancelled on 29th Aug when I realised that I would still be busy, if not super busy, on the 29th. Why? Because I (well, the NTU choir) will be performing for the 50th anniversary celebrations, which was the reason why lessons were cancelled on the 29th in the first place! Bloody hell. Then I got angry about having to clean out my fridge (because I left it with a friend who wasn't supposed to use it but did anyway and left a chocolate bar that had fungus on it in my fridge when she returned it to me besides some vitamins and a knife and a tub of margarine) and having to do my tutorials without my textbooks since I didn't get home and not having my swivel chair and not having clean things to wear and not getting my passport size photo taken which means that I'll have to take it tomorrow preferably before the library closes unless I can borrow Cyndi's or Shu Ying's scanner and having to do my laundry which I knew I was going to do sometime this year but not anticipating it to be this soon and having to make a special trip back home anyway to get my choir gown for Thursday's performance and not being able to break in my new tennis racket and having to practice my Diploma songs with a dinky music software instead of on my grand piano at home and still not getting rid of the adware and spyware that's infecting my computer and not having had a proper meal in about 1 week unless you count McDonald's and scarfing down a boxfull of chocolate chip cookies and having to clean my room and phone the acer people to complain about why they reduced my HD space and having very noisy neighbours and still not soaking my things and wanting a nice noodle soup and being sian. Which is mostly my fault but I don't care... Weh. On the plus side, got in at least 8 hours of sleep today and played Age of Mythology for about 3 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112281224947137803?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112281224947137803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112281224947137803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112281224947137803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112281224947137803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/damn-and-blast.html' title='Damn and blast.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112256760235474210</id><published>2005-07-29T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T00:20:02.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sloppy sloppy brains&lt;br /&gt;Plastered all over the wall&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice pretty picture&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112256760235474210?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112256760235474210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112256760235474210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112256760235474210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112256760235474210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/sloppy-sloppy-brains-plastered-all.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112230186709370871</id><published>2005-07-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T22:31:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays.</title><content type='html'>Urgh. Today we sucked big time. Well, ok, not totally, but at least for the first session - the morning session. We really shouldn't have added the piano. The afternoon session was really loads better. And one of the Deans requested that we sing Feng Yang Hua Gu coz he heard it during Convo dinner. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James finally found out who mangy_mongrel was. Lol. Am amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, need to go and find the specs of my comp from that leaflet that they gave to us and/or Gerald (coz he got the same comp as me) and check if the 8flags people or the Acer pple can bring it back to that standard, coz I tell you, now they're just cheating me. I'm supposed to have 40-60GB of space (can't remb now coz the leaflet thing is not with me) and they give me back my comp with only about 20GB of space! Wah lau! Talk about cheating my money! :P And I also supposed to have basic Office i.e. Word and Excel and things like that. Sigh. And my MSN sux too. I thought I dled the upgrade, but it's not upgrading. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have the NBS welcome ceremony and hafta meet at 9:30 am at the Audi again. Lol. But I need to go and add/drop stuff... so I think I'm gonna bring my comp there. And ask pple how to access the net wirelessly. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112230186709370871?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112230186709370871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112230186709370871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112230186709370871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112230186709370871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/mondays.html' title='Mondays.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112213285644786462</id><published>2005-07-23T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:34:16.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow.</title><content type='html'>Sho tired. And still aching. Dunno why also. Suspect that it's the lack of support from my pillow. Sigh. Arms and legs are all dead from all that performing and think I might be getting a sore throat, although that might be the hypochodriac speaking. Back hurts too. Shall have to get to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Where to start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really quite cool, these two days, just very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs was Convo dinner... performing in front of all the 1st class honours pple. Had free meal at the Cafe at the Quad. Heh. Wonder if I could have added a stamp to my loyalty card? Acoustics in Nanyang Audi were wonderful. :) And President Nathan, who was the GOH, came up and shook all of our hands. Well, at least all of us girls' hands. Dunno if he shook the guys' hands... wasn't paying attention. After that went back to hall and packed all my stuff back into my bag. Then missed the last train back home. Sigh. I think if I hadn't sat down for a bit of a rest I wouldn't have missed the train. Oh well. $20.40 gone just like that. Apparently it would have only cost me about $15 if I had caught the taxi at any of the no-surcharge hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri was some event at Orchard Hotel. GOH was MM Lee, and we weren't supposed to sing too loudly cause Mrs Lee had suffered a stroke and was prone to a relapse or something at loud noises. Saw him at the front table lol. Wonder how his grandson is doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security at Fri's event was really quite tight - they even brought in those airport metal detector door thingys and I got beeped because I had coins/my necklace in my pocket. I didn't know that coins/my necklace could set that off... :D Sho amusing. And Duen Yang had to surrender her craft knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner they provided was ok... but they really shouldn't have provided the spicy chicken. And I missed out on the potatoes from the spicy chicken dish! :Þ And there was this extra large spread of fruits - about 1/3 of the fruits were kinds that I have never seen before. I must go and check what persimmons look like. Mmm.. Rice. Lol. Had about 3-4 helpings. Not to worry, they weren't too large helpings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went to Swensons' (is it Swenson's or Swensons'?) for supper and had 49ers. Hope that Loong's shoulder isn't hurting too much.. lol. But I suppose it was my own fault. Or maybe I could blame the lateness of the hour for disconnecting my brain from my mouth. Heh. The rain in Spain falls mainly on my brain. Speaking of Loong, he was grousing about how Su Guan Ying would be listening to the same 2 songs for a grand total of 5 times. Lol. Oh well, couldn't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole of Saturday morning looking for pieces in Stella's collection of songs for songs that I could sing for my ATCL recital. Sigh. She wants me to take it in about 1 year- 1 year and a half. Man. Those songs were really difficult to find. Wonder if Ms Lim's shop has or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Am now listening to I'd Like to Teach the World to Sing on repeat... Have to perform it with the International Students for the Welcome Ceremonies on Monday. Lol. I didn't even attend my own Welcome Ceremony... which reminds me... I need to go and find my sec school PE shirt. Just in case. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I have to grouse about for now. See ya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112213285644786462?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112213285644786462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112213285644786462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112213285644786462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112213285644786462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/ow.html' title='Ow.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112171246388196722</id><published>2005-07-19T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T02:47:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh.</title><content type='html'>I guess you can say that my feelings today/yesterday have run the whole gamut of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was sleepiness. When my mom woke me up so that she could change my pillow case. Then irritation coz I couldn't get back to sleep. Then delight when I was playing Runescape, as well as amusement. And head-desking when my brother asked me when I was going back to hall. Tiredness when I was moving back to hall - carrying stuff up 5 flights of stairs can do that to you. Relief when it was all done. Panic when I realised that I hadn't practiced my songs for tonight/yesternight. Blankness and distress during the actual choir practice. Sleepiness and garrulous-ness on the ride home. Enlightenment when I thought of maybe why I tend to treat members of my own sex (i.e. females) better -- because until about 4 years ago, all the males I encountered were bastards. Anger when I realised some (probably old) fool had spat on the damn floor of the damn lift, and I nearly put my foot in it. And now, of course, it has cycled back to sleepiness again. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112171246388196722?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112171246388196722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112171246388196722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112171246388196722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112171246388196722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/urgh.html' title='Urgh.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112153491132869924</id><published>2005-07-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:28:31.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.</title><content type='html'>No, no spoilers, just general grousing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a time to mourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the book was a little sucky. This is coming from a Harry Potter fan who's been a fan since, what, 6 years ago? But considering it's like part 1 of a set (meaning book 6 &amp; 7 come together as one book), I'll reserve my judgement for now. Also, there are at least 2-3 major typos. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it. He's dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112153491132869924?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112153491132869924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112153491132869924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112153491132869924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112153491132869924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112140200173917917</id><published>2005-07-15T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:33:21.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh!!! Crazy crazy week coming up ahead! Monday and Tuesday and Thursday and Friday and Saturday are all booked up! Shit! No time! Stupid admin! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112140200173917917?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112140200173917917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112140200173917917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112140200173917917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112140200173917917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/crazy.html' title='Crazy!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112118170985249578</id><published>2005-07-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T23:21:49.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickled green chillis.</title><content type='html'>Sadness. I have now officially reached a new low. Nowadays I can only get my highs from eating pickled green chillis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112118170985249578?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112118170985249578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112118170985249578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112118170985249578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112118170985249578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/pickled-green-chillis.html' title='Pickled green chillis.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112100629866883755</id><published>2005-07-10T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T22:38:50.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosfest '05</title><content type='html'>Heh. Went for Cosfest '05 today. Actually went because of 2 factors - first, I'd heard Lili (through her lj) talking about her group and it sounded like a really major undertaking, and I was curious, and second, because Jane asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, to tell the truth, I wasn't really that interested... just being friendly coz I don't really follow Jap manga/anime/stuff. Lolz. I might have a peek if a friend brings something along, but I don't purposely go out and buy Jap manga and stuff. I'm more of a English cosfest kinda person. But there aren't many in Singapore. Sigh. The last time I saw any major cosfest of an English movie/book/whatever was last last year... LOTR and HP, basically. And I think that might be the last time, with exceptions for some intermittent bursts of HP as the ETAs of the books and the movies come closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have 2 and a half stars out of 5 for enjoyment of myself today, but it was something to do, I suppose. And there were quite a few unexpected surprises today. First surprise was meeting Christie and some other people who I've forgotten the names of (sorry! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;). Then I saw Lili and her friends.. but not all of them were there yet. --&gt;That wasn't a surprise. Then the group cosplaying the Battle Royale kids came on and that was really cool. Then I met Sharon and her friend who looked vaguely familiar who I think I knew but couldn't really recognise... Then I saw a bunch of guys cosplaying as Jedis and their lightsabres were really cool... don't know how they did it. Possibly neon. But the stuff was liquid. Or at least liquidy. And they looked like real lightsabres when they were turned on. Also, their fight choreo was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am damn tired now; not even typing properly anymore. Sigh. My brain feels like mush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and wrote another Yat/Jord fic today. Go to lj and search for yat_jord... you should find the yat_jord community. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go and do inane things and recharge now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112100629866883755?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112100629866883755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112100629866883755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112100629866883755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112100629866883755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/cosfest-05.html' title='Cosfest &apos;05'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112091806277472185</id><published>2005-07-09T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T22:07:43.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triplets.</title><content type='html'>3 ideas for musical scripts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Idea 1. Currently being written.&lt;br /&gt;2) Girls rule the world, instead of boys.&lt;br /&gt;3) Romeo and Juliet, Bollywood style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 questions for Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Who usually sleeps first, when Yat and he shared a room?&lt;br /&gt;2) What does Yat usually wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;3) What does he usually wear to sleep?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112091806277472185?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112091806277472185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112091806277472185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112091806277472185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112091806277472185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/triplets.html' title='Triplets.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112076167059966999</id><published>2005-07-08T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T02:41:10.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jooks/1036140850_4o21y21y8k.jpg" border="0" alt="wimp."&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I'll never play this game!"&lt;br /&gt;- #4 Ogawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jooks/quizzes/Which%20Battle%20Royale%20Character%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Battle Royale Character are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112076167059966999?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112076167059966999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112076167059966999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112076167059966999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112076167059966999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/ill-never-play-this-game-4-ogawa-which.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112076119985892681</id><published>2005-07-08T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T02:33:19.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar v. 2</title><content type='html'>Lol. Just came back from choir practice. Why is it that everytime I get back from choir practice I get (or rather we get) all sorts of weird ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this was an idea that was thrown around a bit after Jordon got off the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast of Madagascar (during choir camp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex (Lion) - Jordan&lt;br /&gt;Marty (Zebra) - Yat&lt;br /&gt;Melman (Giraffe) - PJ&lt;br /&gt;Gloria (Hippo) - Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;King Julien (Lemur) - Loong&lt;br /&gt;Maurice (Lemur) - Melvin&lt;br /&gt;Mort (Lemur) - Kat Tj&lt;br /&gt;Mason (Monkey who speaks with British accent) - Jane }Inter-&lt;br /&gt;Phil (Monkey who signs) - Kiat                                            }changeable&lt;br /&gt;Skipper (Penguin) - Zhiyu&lt;br /&gt;Private (Penguin) - ?&lt;br /&gt;Kowalski (Penguin) - ?&lt;br /&gt;Rico (Penguin) - ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Add that to thoughts of Jord/Yat slash and whaddya get? Animal slash! As seen on Animal Planet. :) And you dare to tell me that's not disturbing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112076119985892681?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112076119985892681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112076119985892681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112076119985892681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112076119985892681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/madagascar-v-2.html' title='Madagascar v. 2'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-112070498943309112</id><published>2005-07-05T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T10:57:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supper.</title><content type='html'>Heh. Went for supper for the very first time today (or yesterday, rather). Well, first time if you don't count that time we stayed over at Loong's house. I guess you could say that I'm really getting to know the heartlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so different in many little ways. Or maybe it's just me. But yet so similar in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't really know what I'm trying to say with this post. It's just that warm, fuzzy feeling, but somehow it's uncomfortable too, like a brand new sweater that keeps you warm but has scratchy bits at the neck. Just thought I'd share it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-112070498943309112?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/112070498943309112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=112070498943309112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112070498943309112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/112070498943309112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/07/supper.html' title='Supper.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111990718984843393</id><published>2005-06-28T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T10:58:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir. hm.</title><content type='html'>Haha. First Choir practice in what seems like eons. No, not ions, eons. Anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and foremost thing was that there was an almost overwhelming number of sops attending today - that is in comparison with the rest of the sections, of course. Altos only had Jane and I in attendance, basses had the Giant Peach, the guy who musn't drink Coke and Kiat, while tenors had the Nuclear Reactor (not me! I didn't say that! ^^,) and an alumni member. Heh. Talk about small. And then they had to go and make us learn the longest song. I tell you, it won't be worth it, unless you're counting on us to impart our knowledge to the others who didn't come today/yesterday/whatever. Ugh. Kiat was right about the Medley/Madly thing. Lol. And the 'melody' parts for altos aren't even really the melody. I tell you, they feed us just enough melody parts to keep us satisfied and clamouring for more! Altos of the world, unite and fight for the right to sing at least one whole song using the melody, with somebody else taking our place for once! Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111990718984843393?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111990718984843393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111990718984843393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111990718984843393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111990718984843393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/choir-hm.html' title='Choir. hm.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111973258002659717</id><published>2005-06-26T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T04:49:56.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/shortestpersonalitytest/black.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, comfort and calm are very important.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111973258002659717?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111973258002659717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111973258002659717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111973258002659717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111973258002659717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/interesting.html' title='Interesting.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111944826164705459</id><published>2005-06-22T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:58:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sociopath? Moi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=0 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sociopath&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are 85% Rational, 0% Extroverted, 57% Brutal, and 57% Arrogant. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are the Sociopath! As a result of your cold, calculating rationality, your introversion (and ability to keep quiet), your brutality, and your arrogance, you would make a very cunning serial killer. You care very little for the feelings of others, possibly because you are not a very emotional person. You are also very calculating and intelligent, making you a perfect criminal mastermind. Also, you are a very arrogant person, tending to see yourself as better than others, providing you a strong ability to perceive others as weak little animals, thus making it easier to kill them. In short, your personality defect is the fact that you could easily be a sociopath, because you are calculating, unemotional, brutal, and arrogant. Please don't kill me for writing mean things about you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;To put it less negatively:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;4. You are more ARROGANT than humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Compatibility:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Your exact opposite is the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Hippie&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Other personalities you would probably get along with are the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Spiteful Loner&lt;/A&gt;, the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Smartass&lt;/A&gt;, and the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Capitalist Pig&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812227.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=134 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=16 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;89%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Rationality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=1 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=149 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;0%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Extroversion&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=96 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=54 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;64%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Brutality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=96 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=54 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;64%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Arrogance&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Link: &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4741219933576750506"&gt;The Personality Defect Test&lt;/A&gt; written by &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1566642811609810544"&gt;saint_gasoline&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111944826164705459?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111944826164705459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111944826164705459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111944826164705459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111944826164705459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/sociopath-moi.html' title='A Sociopath? Moi?'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111937352977437151</id><published>2005-06-22T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T01:05:29.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoos!</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of getting 2 tattoos next year at or around my birthday, depending on whether I'm in the IVP swim team, and when IVP is. The one I'm almost definitely getting is a sun tattoo on my left outer ankle, similar to the stamp mark I got the first time I went to the LOTR exhibition at the Science Centre. I was thinking of the Tree of Gondor for the second one, on my upper right arm, but I realised that if I needed to wear a sleeveless formal it'd be a tad obvious. Also, I was wondering if I might get sued for piracy... Second place to put the Tree of Gondor could be my back... Anyway, opinions, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;(Besides Jane already, who gave me about 4 cents' worth... :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111937352977437151?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111937352977437151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111937352977437151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111937352977437151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111937352977437151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/tattoos.html' title='Tattoos!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111908828900994310</id><published>2005-06-18T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T17:51:29.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man on the Moon.</title><content type='html'>Heh. Just watched Man on the Moon yesterday night. Let it suffice to say that it was a rather touching story, and that I understand Andy Kaufman's impetus. I probably will never work up enough gumption to just up and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also just realised how poor my computer skills are. I mean, I don't even really know basic HTML! Or CSS. Or ASCII. I shall blame it on &lt;a href="http://deathball.net/notpron/"&gt;notpr0n&lt;/a&gt; for making me feel so inadequate. Oh well. Wonder if that makes me less of a geek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, if I ever commit suicide, let it be known that all the people in my Chinese Swimming Club swim team who ever shunned me so horribly (e.g. Serene &lt;i&gt;alias&lt;/i&gt; Joelle Pang, Loh Xin Xin and Leonard Tan) are approximately 50% to blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111908828900994310?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111908828900994310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111908828900994310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111908828900994310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111908828900994310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/man-on-moon.html' title='Man on the Moon.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111886117523980843</id><published>2005-06-16T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T02:46:15.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy</title><content type='html'>Haha. Went to watch Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. And the very first funny thing that pops up in the movie theatre (besides the trailer for Charlie and the Chocolate Factory [BTW has anybody noticed that Grampa Joe's voice sounds like it belongs to a grandma?]) is the trailer for Chicken Little. It's a parody of the teaser trailer for H2G2! Man. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was completely random and totally cool. The opening (and incidentally, ending) song was fabulous and looks set to become the next choir theme song/camp song/whatever. It's not difficult to imagine Hitchhiker's as a musical with that &lt;a href="http://hitchhikers.movies.go.com/games/dolphins.swf"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of H2G2 references, which some people (who didn't read the books) didn't get. And Alan Rickman voicing Marvin was fabulous. Except that I've already heard most of his quips already. Loved the whale. And the way the Guide was presented. Well, sort of. Actually I was thinking that it'd be more like kind of a calculator thing. You see, that's the problem when people start saying that an object is calculator-sized, particularly if said object is electronic. You start *thinking* of it as calculator-like. And I thought Marvin was smaller. Like, half the size of a human. Marvin plushies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the movie starts with the song, but it really starts with Arthur, as we all know. And he's trying to prevent the demolition of his home, and everything starts to go a bit kooky. He learns that his friend Ford Prefect isn't really a human, but an alien, stuck on Earth because no spaceship has passed by in quite a long time. Ford then proceeds to try and save Arthur's life because Arthur saved his life a while back. Apparently Ford thought that the dominant lifeform on Earth was Car, and had been trying to introduce himself to one. I guess you could say it's all Adams' genius, especially considering how he magnified humanity's ludicrosity, paying particular attention, of course, to the British part of it. If there's anything to complain of, it's that the movie was too short... also, that it felt more like a romantic comedy with bits of satire thrown in. It's supposed to be the other way around i.e. a satire, with bits of romantic comedy thrown in. And I wanted to see the Restaurant at the End of the Universe! It seems that some bits of the story were thrown in just because -- like the fangirl(s). But shall have to read the books again... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will buy the DVD. :) Love the randomness, just wish there was more of it. Shall add more to this sort of review when I can think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I guess you can now tell where Singaporeans inherited their love of queuing from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111886117523980843?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111886117523980843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111886117523980843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111886117523980843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111886117523980843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/hitchhikers-guide-to-galaxy.html' title='Hitchhiker&apos;s Guide to the Galaxy'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111876344559213903</id><published>2005-06-14T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:37:25.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Top ov da 'M'!</title><content type='html'>W00t! Went with my aunt and mum to the Top of the 'M' today! That's right, it's that revolving restaurant on top of Meritus Mandarin aka the highest revolving restaurant in Singapore. And it cost $38++... for lunch. Imagine how much dinner would cost... my aunt said something about $170. That was including the wine, of course, which, from what I could hear, seemed to be a Pinot Noir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. The food was not bad, but I should have asked for Medium Rare for my steak, instead of Medium... which turned out Medium Well-Done. A little too tough for my taste. But the main course (still talking about the steak here aka a tenderloin -- second tenderloin in a week... heh heh) was mostly fabulous. Although the foie gras was nothing scream about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appetizers were buffet-style, and I tried some of most of the things. Loved the duck and the beef with parmesean. The antipasti wasn't really to my taste, and neither was the rolled pork. I have decided that I like Caesar salad. Roquefort cheese is nice. But unfortunately they didn't put out the crackers till much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was great. Except for the scones. Loved the chocolate souffle. And the crepes suzzette. Although am sad that I didn't get to taste the sherbet or the chocolate and vanilla ice cream. Drank too much water, leading to a bit of a bloated stomach, hence unable to eat any more food. Bleh. Mmm... souffle. Anybody knows what macaroons are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111876344559213903?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111876344559213903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111876344559213903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111876344559213903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111876344559213903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/da-top-ov-da-m.html' title='Da Top ov da &apos;M&apos;!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111868007512331232</id><published>2005-06-14T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T00:27:55.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Willy Wonka and H2G2</title><content type='html'>Willy Wonka! Willy Wonka! Willy Wonka! Johnny Depp! Johnny D&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;epp! Johnny Depp! Lol. Have gone nuts. *nudge nudge wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. (&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say this in the same kind of voice the narrator in Spongebob does it..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; I remember watching Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory with my friends in primary school.. wonder how this will compare... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news finally going to watch H2G2 (Hitchhiker's Guide to Galaxy, for the uninitiated...) on Wed. W00t!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111868007512331232?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111868007512331232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111868007512331232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111868007512331232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111868007512331232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/willy-wonka-and-h2g2.html' title='Willy Wonka and H2G2'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111844255185363877</id><published>2005-06-11T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:12:58.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12" Alder &amp;amp; Pheonix&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 56% Elementality, 100% Magic Knowledge, and 59% Goodness! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Your wand is 12" and rather flexible, The alder is associated with weather magic, mental prowess, and resurrection. This wand will be especially useful in spells concerning those issues. The phoenix is symbolic of rebirth, loyalty, and courage in times of adversity. The phoenix feather in your wand will bring those elements to the party. This is a very powerful and potentially dangerous combination but, based upon your magical knowledge score, I am not worried about your ability to use it. Or maybe I should be... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="29" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="121" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;19%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Elementality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="102" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="48" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;68%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Magic Knowledge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="23" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="127" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;15%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Goodness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9649505407917859512"&gt;The Right Wand for YOU Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=15155028277669004239"&gt;BarefootBegonia&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111844255185363877?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111844255185363877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111844255185363877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111844255185363877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111844255185363877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-wand.html' title='My wand.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111824818363136418</id><published>2005-06-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T00:29:43.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay~ Over!</title><content type='html'>Yay! My Singing exam is over! Though from what my sister (AKA my accompanist) said I didn't do too well for the first part... Sigh. Just hope I pass. And now I've got to go and learn how to sing the alto part for Climb Ev'ry Mountain coz I'm gonna sing it with a bunch of pple (no, not choir pple) in Malacca in Nov (well, I *think* it's Nov.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to remember to go and get my letters from NTU tomorrow... Bleh. Spend 3hrs going back and forth just to take my letters back from them. Hope they haven't sent it back to the companies yet. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really really great meal at Spageddies at Paragon today. Mmmm... the Rotisserie Caciatore was really marvelous... just that it was quite a hassle to debone. Worth every cent. However, it is not intended for people with small appetites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111824818363136418?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111824818363136418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111824818363136418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111824818363136418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111824818363136418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/yay-over.html' title='Yay~ Over!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111814183611109792</id><published>2005-06-07T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:57:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta-dah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: sans-serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#B1F989"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The True You&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ABF795"&gt;You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to be more relaxed, calm, and composed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A5F4A0"&gt;With respect to money, you spend as little as possible.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9FF2AC"&gt;You think good luck doesn't exist - reality is built on practicalities.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98EFB7"&gt;The hidden side of your personality tends to be a little selfish. You only do what interests you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#92EDC3"&gt;You are tend to think about others' feelings a lot, perhaps because you are so eager to be liked.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#8CEACE"&gt;When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you will search and search until you find your perfect match.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosthetrueyouquiz/"&gt;Who's the True You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111814183611109792?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111814183611109792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111814183611109792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111814183611109792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111814183611109792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/ta-dah.html' title='Ta-dah!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111814040461539206</id><published>2005-06-07T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:33:49.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woof. W00f.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Were Actually Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CBF3FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/ox.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You are solid, methodical, and you do things right the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Even when no one else does, you always believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to see the world in black and white, right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;A good memory and eye for details means you tend to thrive at near impossible tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Snake or Rooster.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF667F" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Have Been Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCDA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/dog.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally loyal, faithful, and honest.&lt;br /&gt;However, you don't trust others to be as ethical as you are!&lt;br /&gt;Straight forward and direct, you really aren't one for small talk.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great listener - and an agreeable companion when you're in a good mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Tiger or Horse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyearwereyoubornunderquiz/"&gt;What Year Were You Born Under?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111814040461539206?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111814040461539206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111814040461539206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111814040461539206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111814040461539206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/woof-w00f.html' title='Woof. W00f.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111768815353708062</id><published>2005-06-02T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:55:53.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar Soundtrack.</title><content type='html'>I gacked this from Jane.. but anyway, here it is. &lt;a href="http://www.madagascarsoundtrack.com/"&gt;The Madagascar Soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to move it, move it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I can rip the songs from the site?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111768815353708062?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111768815353708062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111768815353708062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111768815353708062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111768815353708062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/06/madagascar-soundtrack.html' title='Madagascar Soundtrack.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111748033779655963</id><published>2005-05-31T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:37:32.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar.</title><content type='html'>Wheet! Just went to watch Madagascar with choir pple today. Well, technically it was yesterday, but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be warned. Spoilers ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. Love the animation --&gt; is shinyyyyyyyyy.... and has sort of a plot. Made me cry too, the part where Alex became separated from them did. He actually made an enclosure for himself in the wild, like he understood the reason why 'the people' fenced him in i.e. so that he won't eat them up, and so consequently wouldn't be able to eat Marty and Melman and Gloria up if he fenced himself in. Really love the bit where Alex could turn from best friend to wild beast just by his eyes. That was just spooky. But I think that that separation between predator and prey could have been further developed... how everything gets eaten in the end (maybe including Marty) but I guess that would have made it non-PG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it just me, or did anybody else notice that the way the wild cats spoke was very VERY reminiscent of how Gollum spoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, there sure were a lot of snide and sneaky references in the movie (e.g. the French, the Jersey side... ), which I'm not too sure the audience got, but which I am sure that PJ got coz he was laughing (very loudly) almost throughout the whole movie. Go and see if you can pick them out. Some are very obvious, while some you need the cultural background for. This is a very American, New Yorker film. And coincidences of coincidences, I was wearing my 'New York, New York' t-shirt to the movie. I didn't even realise (whell... I don't live in Manhatten or anything, you know.. ) it till Jane pointed it out. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rather addictive song in the middle by Ali G... and the guys were all sort of singing it when the movie ended... I'm sure that if we download the song or something the basses will be singing it during choir prac...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111748033779655963?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111748033779655963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111748033779655963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111748033779655963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111748033779655963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/05/madagascar.html' title='Madagascar.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111704429720481748</id><published>2005-05-26T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T03:35:14.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom of Heaven.</title><content type='html'>Whee! First movie in ages... It wasn't too bad. Lol. Am sort of evil. And good. Ok, back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeborn (Csokas) is *evil*! :) And humiliated. Heh heh. Oh, and he's brunette again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupin (Thewlis) is good. And dead, by the end of the movie. A bit spooky there, at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it *is* Bloom on the poster... he just looks damn different with straight hair and a dirtier face, but it is Legolas... I'd recognize the voice anywhere. Plus he looks like Orlando Bloom. (But so does the Muslim mullah... I think he was the mullah... but he was a bit young...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they all have beards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie wasn't really much to speak about... lots of nice war scenes, if you're into it. And you gotta admire Balian's strategizing. That was marvelous. But I think the crux of the matter was that bit about living together in peace, and creating a better world. For a moment there, in Balian's place, I *would* have done a little evil, for possibly a greater good. But I still don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this was from a Christian point-of-view, it really brought out the hypocrisy of the Roman Catholic Church. And treated Islam with mostly kid gloves. Apparently, "If you kill an infidel, it is not murder." or something to that effect was announced to the Christian world at large in the movie. And that was echoed throughout the entire movie. In a sort of negative way. Also, it was apparently okay to "convert to Islam, just as long as you repent later" when you are losing the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the moral, if there was one, would be that you should stay true to yourself, and never let anybody or anything sway you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just helped to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think that its message was somewhat lost on the Singaporean audience... and that those who would understand the message probably already have understood it before going into the movie theatre. I mean, I heard a group of boys chatting about the movie behind me when going down the escalators, and they were going on about how it wasn't much of a movie, "just about defending a castle, or to put it better, a pile of bricks." I guess they have the right to their viewpoint, but I suspect that they did not even know that it was a movie about religion, and Jerusalum. It was something about the tone of their words. I only hope that the movie might have awakened a seed of questioning in somebody's heart, with respect to, "Yeah, why can't we have peace via harmony?" and maybe "What is Jerusalem?", or perhaps "Why was Balian so stupid?" would be okay too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess every society would have its share of louts and intellectuals, but it seems that Singapore has more than its fair share of louts, rather than intellectuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if anybody doesn't know (as I didn't) Kingdom of Heaven actually refers to Jerusalem itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111704429720481748?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111704429720481748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111704429720481748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111704429720481748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111704429720481748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/05/kingdom-of-heaven.html' title='Kingdom of Heaven.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111583578610310872</id><published>2005-05-12T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T02:23:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumping.</title><content type='html'>Hmm. I think that henceforth I shall treat this blog as a place to dump stuff. Oh wait, I already do, don't I? Well then, I shall treat this place as a place to dump even more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all this stuff about William Dampier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout his travels in the Orient and southward through Timor, Dampier kept careful notes expressing his observations. He was precise and gave clear impressions in his observations in a way that did not become common until the 1700's. The maintenance of his careful journal records served as testament to Dampier's ability as a Pacific sea captain in the British tradition. The journals established his credibility within the Admiralty in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Dampier was a dedicated buccaneer is of some dispute, and it has been reasonably expressed that he merely found pirate ships and company a convenient way to travel. On departure from the coast of New Holland (by mutual agreement) Dampier was separated from his shipmates in the Nicobar Islands. From there he made his way in a small craft, crowded with seven shipmates, through a hurricane and to Sumatra. After further ramblings in the vicinity and accounts added to his journals, Dampier returned to London. He arrived with virtually nothing, except the journals he had kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, somewhere around Australia, on the north-western side, is an archipelago named after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Also, Neil Gaimen is coming to Singapore! In July!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We now return to our regularly scheduled program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Dampier (1652-1715), British explorer and sea captain, is one of the most highly regarded map-makers and navigators of all time. Dampier was born in Somersetshire, England and went to sea by age 16. Between 1675 and 1678 he became involved with buccaneers along the Spanish Main in Central America. These adventures, told in his own books, are corroborated in the writings of two of Dampier's shipmates, Basil Ringrose (whose journal was included in Esquemeling's Buccaneers of America, printed in 1685); and the surgeon Lionel Wafer, whose own account was published in 1699. Dampier's most unusual associate, however, was probably Alexander Selkirk, a member of the crew of the 1703 voyage who was marooned by his own wish on Juan Fernandez Island. Selkirk, whose story was retold by Daniel Defoe in Robinson Crusoe (1719), was eventually rescued by Dampier on his last voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I shall list what I should get done by the end of the week to achieve a sense of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Call gramaphone and ask if they have the code 3 LOTR: EE DVD set (for $240), and if they don't, could they order it for me?&lt;br /&gt;2)Call HMV if gramaphone doesn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;3)Call my uncle/cousin/whoever to check if they have the original Windows XP CD so I can use it to sort of fix my comp. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;4)Go to SonyEricsson or something and ask them if they can fix my phone or something coz it's spoilt - it's not showing some of my contacts, and appears to have lost others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also need to get down to NTU later today to&lt;br /&gt;1)Collect my Lit essay&lt;br /&gt;2)Collect my Bio pracs&lt;br /&gt;3)Go for vocal training with Ms Lim and Mr Yong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P What holidays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111583578610310872?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111583578610310872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111583578610310872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111583578610310872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111583578610310872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/05/dumping.html' title='Dumping.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111564517216371666</id><published>2005-05-09T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:26:12.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha. Hahaha.</title><content type='html'>Lolz. Am amused. Saturday was Choir Appreciation Nite, and boy, did we have a h00t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks and stomach are aching from thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing started at 5:30pm coz certain (ahem.) people were late but when we got there the BBQ was already started so it wasn't so bad. Spent most of the daylight left cooking the marinated chicken slices and 'warming up' the hot dogs and sotong balls and crab sticks. Lol. Nearly got cooked myself, and my t-shirt felt like it got ironed to my stomach. Mm. Toasted marshmellows. Apparently the committee had stayed over at Loong's house to prepare. Lol. Mm. Potato halves with dressing and bacon bits. Wonder how hot dogs with dressing and bacon bits would have tasted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really like the next bit though - about writing all the appreciation notes and stuff. I got P"Why am I not surprised?"J's bookmark and had to present it too him. But he's really quite nice. Lol. :) *evil grin*--&gt;thinking about how easy it is to make him run away in terror with just one sentence. Too bad he's graduating. I guess I'll just have to wait till concert day to terrorize him. Which is 18th Feb next year - probably. Come attend!--&gt;Why the hell I'm publicising here when nobody really comes by, I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and Fiona came late but there was still quite a bit of food left (well, mostly the sotong balls and crab sticks), and James actually ate up everything that was left including the spaghetti. And he ate the spaghetti with dressing! --&gt;because the tomato sauce was all gone. I didn't get any spaghetti either, but then I don't really like spaghetti. Or corn--&gt; which meant I missed out on the cheese. Oh well. I wonder why Fiona had a red mark on her lip? PJ was teasing her about it outside, but I wasn't really listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. James was really drama-mama when it came to Grace giving him his bookmark. Really should have recorded it. Would have made a nice addition to the home videos. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fun really started when mostly everybody left/was leaving. No, not like that, you pervert! Well, okay, sort of like that. Lol. Had a lot of fun 'slashing' Melvin and Loong. Lol. Man oh man. It was damn funny. And sexual innuendos were flying all over the place. Well, they were not actually innuendos, more like sledgehammers. Lol. It was crazy, and we were laughing almost non-stop from 11pm to 2am. Must have been the lack of parents and the combination of 3 girls and 2 guys. Hm. Shall have to remember to tone down on the vocabulary - only Jane really got what I was trying to say sometimes. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey thanx Jane for covering my ass. Heuristic actually means 'Of or relating to a usually speculative formulation serving as a guide in the investigation or solution of a problem.' not a stereotype. And I can't even remember what was I was trying to describe as a 'ligustic heuristic...' and actually it was supposed to come out as a 'ligustic, sematic device', but I suppose my brain was too tired to provide the necessay adjectives. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be chuckling about all this for a long time to come. Oh man. 'Melvin Goh - must always go, cannot come.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall now go bash head on table to remove urge to laugh my head off. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111564517216371666?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111564517216371666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111564517216371666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111564517216371666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111564517216371666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/05/haha-hahaha.html' title='Haha. Hahaha.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111488125693024503</id><published>2005-05-01T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T01:14:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;William Dampier&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are 53 %Treasurer, have 80% Seafairability, crave 31% Bloodlusting, and lust 26% in Wenchwanting! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Naturalist, Scientist, and Buccaneer, Captain Dampier you are the gentleman of pirates! Circumnavigating the globe three times whilst collecting treasure and anthropological data has made you a pirate of substance and class which doesn't happen very often! You're in a league of your own here, and while I don't neccessarily condone the lack of wenching and bloodletting, your great passion and scientific inquisition are well noted! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/154/338/1553389708684532038/mt1114144130.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=48 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=102 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;32%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Treasurer&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=141 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=9 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;94%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Seafairability&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=11 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=139 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;7%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Bloodlusting&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=47 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=103 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;31%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Wenchwanting&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10801780043961376472'&gt;The What Kind of PIRATE Are You Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1553389708684532038'&gt;JosephineGreen&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111488125693024503?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111488125693024503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111488125693024503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111488125693024503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111488125693024503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/05/interesting.html' title='Interesting.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111487701348496843</id><published>2005-05-01T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T00:03:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm. Oh well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Neutral Twin&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;YOU ARE 58 &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are neither evil or good. You enjoy some of one.. and some of the other. You are a little of both and hopefully you enjoy walking the fine line of goodness. Or maybe you have an evil triplet and a good triplet wandering this world. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/106/292/10729366724019900273/mt1114748179.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=65 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=85 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;43%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Personality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=13439187575659110176'&gt;The Evil or Good Twin Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10729366724019900273'&gt;lizard_almighty&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111487701348496843?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111487701348496843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111487701348496843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111487701348496843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111487701348496843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm-oh-well.html' title='Hm. Oh well.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111487659461045598</id><published>2005-04-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:58:23.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Om.</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Balance&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;~ 62% Water ~ 51% Wind ~ 48% Earth ~ 62% Fire ~ &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;I&gt;And I know and I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;There's a way out to the sea of happiness&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;It seems your personality is in perfect harmony; your impulses are tempered with thoughtfulness, and your emotions are balanced with a healthy amount of reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;In order to maintain that harmony, try wearing a &lt;B&gt;Jade&lt;/B&gt;, a &lt;B&gt;Chrysoprase&lt;/B&gt; or an &lt;B&gt;Agate&lt;/B&gt;; all three enhance balance and stability, as does the &lt;B&gt;Snowflake Obsidian&lt;/B&gt; that will help &lt;I&gt;remain balanced during times of change&lt;/I&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;In detail&lt;/B&gt;: You are more balanced than most people. Your &lt;B&gt;Ground Chakra&lt;/B&gt;, (associated with the element of &lt;B&gt;fire&lt;/B&gt; and representing our &lt;B&gt;basic desires and driving force&lt;/B&gt;), your &lt;B&gt;Creative Chakra&lt;/B&gt;, (associated with the element of &lt;B&gt;earth&lt;/B&gt; and representing our need to &lt;B&gt;preserve and grow&lt;/B&gt;), your &lt;B&gt;Heart Chakra&lt;/B&gt;, (associated with the element of &lt;B&gt;water&lt;/B&gt; and representing our sense of &lt;B&gt;love and compassion&lt;/B&gt;), and your &lt;B&gt;Throat Chakra&lt;/B&gt;, (associated with the element of &lt;B&gt;wind&lt;/B&gt; and represents our desire to &lt;B&gt;learn and communicate&lt;/B&gt;), appear to be on an equal footing with each others. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/112/250/11225140098321842389/mt1112525497.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=42 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=108 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;28%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;water&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=42 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=108 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;28%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;wind&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=5 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=145 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;3%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;earth&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=110 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=40 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;73%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;fire&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5009339405940095754'&gt;The Elemental Balance Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11225140098321842389'&gt;Nitsuki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111487659461045598?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111487659461045598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111487659461045598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111487659461045598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111487659461045598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/om.html' title='Om.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111478292822930223</id><published>2005-04-29T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:55:28.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-loathing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111478292822930223?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111478292822930223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111478292822930223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111478292822930223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111478292822930223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/self-loathing.html' title='Self-loathing.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111390947578744982</id><published>2005-04-19T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T22:37:26.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so high, high above ya, Cleopatra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img HEIGHT="250" WIDTH="375" src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1078085643_cturesfree.JPG" border="0" alt="free" &gt;&lt;br&gt;You have a free soul! As all the souls go, yours is&lt;br&gt;the most free-spirited and adventurous. You&lt;br&gt;like camping, hiking, or interaction with other&lt;br&gt;people. Your a social butterfly, but not&lt;br&gt;because of your style, but because of your&lt;br&gt;willingness to communicate with everyone. You&lt;br&gt;probably have close friends who can rely on you&lt;br&gt;because you always seem to know whats going on&lt;br&gt;in the world. You love music and are&lt;br&gt;free-spirited and someone fun to be around. A&lt;br&gt;born leader and great explorer-dont ever&lt;br&gt;change-the world needs more people like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20SOUL%20do%20you%20posses%3F%20(For%20Girls%20only)%20Incredible%20Anime%20Pictures!/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111390947578744982?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111390947578744982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111390947578744982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111390947578744982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111390947578744982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-so-high-high-above-ya-cleopatra.html' title='I&apos;m so high, high above ya, Cleopatra...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111382968510828836</id><published>2005-04-18T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:08:05.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phosphorus?</title><content type='html'>You know, I don't even know why I'm still posting here. It's like nobody, and baby, I mean nobody, ever comes by anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;P... Phosphorous&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 40 Mass, 49 Electronegativity, 41 Metal, and 0 Radioactivity! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You're high energy... really high. Unfortunately, you don't always put your energy to calm constructive use and sometimes let it all out in intense bursts. If your energy can be harnessed however, you will produce truly great things. I suggest you take up a job that runs you ragged... like opening and closing a Sodium-Potassium pump. Socially you ought to hang with a crowd that is even more social than you. If you don't, well... all those people who spontaneously combusted throughout history... you guessed it, phosphorous people who didn't have enough to occupy themselves. When picking friends make sure most of them rated high on the electronegativity scale... Chlorines, Oxygens and whatnot. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/120/394/12139529261858594089/mt1108162809.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=86 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=64 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;57%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Mass&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=135 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=15 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;90%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Electroneg&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=36 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=114 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;24%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Metal&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=1 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=149 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;0%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Radioactivity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10462132396003208006'&gt;The Which Chemical Element Am I Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=12139529261858594089'&gt;effataigus&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111382968510828836?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111382968510828836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111382968510828836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111382968510828836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111382968510828836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/phosphorus.html' title='Phosphorus?'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111379958823818768</id><published>2005-04-18T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T22:22:50.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agnostic. Hm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='400'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.quizfarm.com/1110084125questionmark.jpg'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;agnosticism&lt;/b&gt;. You are an agnostic. Though it is generally taken that agnostics neither believe nor disbelieve in God, it is possible to be a theist or atheist in addition to an agnostic. Agnostics don't believe it is possible to prove the existence of God (nor lack thereof).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnosticism is a philosophy that God's existence cannot be proven. Some say it is possible to be agnostic and follow a religion; however, one cannot be a devout believer if he or she does not truly believe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;agnosticism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='92' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;92%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;atheism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Judaism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Satanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Islam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Paganism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='54' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hinduism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='46' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907'&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is always what I've believed myself to be. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111379958823818768?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111379958823818768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111379958823818768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111379958823818768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111379958823818768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/agnostic-hm.html' title='Agnostic. Hm.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111367228966745063</id><published>2005-04-17T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T01:29:32.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was bored.</title><content type='html'>So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be studying, but have now spent upwards of 3 hours at this computer. Bleh. Hope my exams turn out alright. Just hoping for a 2Bs and 2As. Or maybe that should have been 2Bs and not-2Bs. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wiredreflection.com/tests/magic.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wiredreflection.com/tests/elff.jpg" border=0 frameborder=0 alt="You are an Elf!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.wiredreflection.com/tests/magic.html" target="new"&gt; "How Do You Use Magic?" &lt;/a&gt; test!  Written by &lt;a href="http://www.wiredreflection.com"&gt;Brimo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/images/quizresultphoenix.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also known widely as the Fire Bird, the phoenix is a profound symbol of life and rebirth. It has a life cycle of 500 to 600 years and after that amount of time, it sets itself on fire and dies in the flames. Then, after three days, it rises again from the ashes. It is a completely benign creature who lives in dew. It is said that the phoenix has a beautiful melodious song which grows ever more mournful as its life comes to an end. It is also a symbol of the sun and immortality. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What mythical beast best represents you?&lt;a href="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/beastquiz.html"&gt;Take the quiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double Hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111367228966745063?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111367228966745063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111367228966745063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111367228966745063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111367228966745063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-bored.html' title='I was bored.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111330726927834309</id><published>2005-04-12T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:01:09.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh F**k.</title><content type='html'>Bloody hell. They cancelled weekday screenings of Stage Beauty! And now I don't know if they've cancelled weekend screenings too.. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111330726927834309?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111330726927834309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111330726927834309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111330726927834309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111330726927834309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-fk.html' title='Oh F**k.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111321962823134950</id><published>2005-04-11T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:40:28.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage Beauty.</title><content type='html'>I am *going* to watch Stage Beauty tomorrow. Yes. I must re-affirm that fact. Sigh. Was supposed to watch it last week but coz my computer crashed and I went all over the place (well, okay, not exactly all over the place, just to the computer shop and Sodium) trying to fix it, was in consequence too late to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course, H2G2 is coming out, luckily at the end of exams. :) And then there's the Sound of Music on 21 April 2005. :) Hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111321962823134950?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111321962823134950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111321962823134950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111321962823134950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111321962823134950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/stage-beauty.html' title='Stage Beauty.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111312189691844216</id><published>2005-04-10T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T16:33:38.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psyched!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  20  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is exactly how old I am. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111312189691844216?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111312189691844216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111312189691844216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111312189691844216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111312189691844216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/psyched.html' title='Psyched!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111279849514973058</id><published>2005-04-06T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T22:41:35.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit.</title><content type='html'>There was something I wanted to bitch about today, but I can't remember what it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and BTW, my comp just crashed on me the day before (I'm using the house comp now, not my laptop...) It's a windows system file so I guess it's a virus (yes, I was dumb enough to not install anti-virus software) and I can't access the safe mode to transfer my data out before I reformat the damn thing -- anybody have any ideas besides me spending 120 bucks to ask the guy at the comp shop to transfer it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, is it worth me paying $20 to go to Malaysia with a group of singers I'm with to sing in one of their festivals (it's just one song.. )?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111279849514973058?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111279849514973058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111279849514973058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111279849514973058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111279849514973058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/shit.html' title='Shit.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111251232917965552</id><published>2005-04-03T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:12:09.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a goofy goober, yeah!</title><content type='html'>In other news, went to watch Spongebob Squarepants with my brother and mother yesterday. It was marvelous, maybe because of pre-emptive emotions and that I was more relaxed and less expectant of the whole thing. Damn. Oh well - might buy the soundtrack and the VCD - we'll see. Really *did* capture the whole feeling of the whole cartoon though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE to self: Road trip movie! Hmm.. do you realise that many kids' movies are actually road trip movies? Is this the film-making industry's tool to making kids' movies, or are they just telling us 'You'll understand it when you grow up'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111251232917965552?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111251232917965552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111251232917965552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111251232917965552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111251232917965552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-goofy-goober-yeah.html' title='I&apos;m a goofy goober, yeah!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111251148317562158</id><published>2005-04-03T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:06:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uggh. (Hm.)</title><content type='html'>Haha. Slept for 20+hours today coz I was up all night playing AOM. Last binge before exams you know? And I finally got my first review for my fic! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a movie before bathing just now. Not like *watching* a movie, felt *like* a movie. Like I was two people with lots of minor characters. Probably still am a movie now -  just a different one. Lol. Really don't want to go through that bitching and connected bitch emotions that I went through in the shower - really brings me down, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna get sick soon. My ears are all clogged up and I can't shout at all. Or even raise my voice. Damn. :P I feel giddy and feverish. :P And my exams are coming. :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stupid Trinity exams people still haven't gotten in touch with me! Bastards, the lot of them. I oughta march down to the centre and ask them what the hell do they think they're doing. In fact, I think I will tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. The list of what I will do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Finish my lab report and hand it up.&lt;br /&gt;2)Get my textbooks and lug them home.&lt;br /&gt;3)Pass my ex-colleague her LOTR VCD which I have held on to for almost a year now.&lt;br /&gt;4)Deposit the money that I owe my ex-client that she gave to me as an advance.&lt;br /&gt;5)Go to the Trinity centre and sit there and wait for them to give me an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Hm. Looks like I'll have to get up like 9am in the morning or something then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, have you heard? I have no more lessons! :) Study time. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111251148317562158?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111251148317562158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111251148317562158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111251148317562158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111251148317562158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/04/uggh-hm.html' title='Uggh. (Hm.)'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111215452111320962</id><published>2005-03-30T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T11:48:41.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:P</title><content type='html'>Lol. Went with my bro to watch Robots instead of Spongebob -- think I might do that this Saturday though. He was very amused by everything, especially Fender. Hm. Especially when Fender sang "Hit Me Baby One More Time". Lol. Seriously a good funny film. Might buy the VCD/DVD. On the downside, me sat in the corner and was craning my damn neck to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have to watch Spongebob this Sat, Mother permitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111215452111320962?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111215452111320962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111215452111320962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111215452111320962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111215452111320962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/p.html' title=':P'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111192914466449370</id><published>2005-03-27T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:12:24.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've *gotta* help my mom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111192914466449370?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111192914466449370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111192914466449370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111192914466449370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111192914466449370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-gotta-help-my-mom.html' title='I&apos;ve *gotta* help my mom.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111173484353722846</id><published>2005-03-25T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T15:14:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcasting.</title><content type='html'>I just downloaded iPodder today, and am recieving podcasts from &lt;a href="mailto:Science@NASA"&gt;Science@NASA&lt;/a&gt;, of all things, as well as the Rock and Roll Geek Show (which is ok so far...) Lol. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111173484353722846?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111173484353722846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111173484353722846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111173484353722846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111173484353722846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/podcasting.html' title='Podcasting.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111173466233581370</id><published>2005-03-25T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T15:11:02.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spongebob Squarepants.</title><content type='html'>Hm. Yes. Spongebob. I might go watch again on a weekday - I'll see. But it was really quite ok. And very light-hearted. Very fun. I think I need to immerse myself more in my inner child before going to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That's all for today. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111173466233581370?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111173466233581370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111173466233581370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111173466233581370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111173466233581370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/spongebob-squarepants.html' title='Spongebob Squarepants.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111167965965271465</id><published>2005-03-24T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:03:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Monk. Hm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Monk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 21% Cardinal, 51% Monk, 50% Lady, and 43% Knight! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You live a peaceful, quiet life. Very little danger comes you way and you live a long time. You are wise and modest, but also stagnant. You have little comfort, little food and have taken a vow of silence. But who needs chatter when just sitting in the cloister of your abbey with The Good Book makes you perfectly content. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/380/222/3802229124094688069/mt1110295976.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111167965965271465?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111167965965271465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111167965965271465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111167965965271465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111167965965271465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-monk-hm.html' title='I&apos;m a Monk. Hm.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111150088166274223</id><published>2005-03-22T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:14:41.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody hell.</title><content type='html'>Just watched the Spongebob Squarepants movie today. It was ok, but I say this because the stupid person sitting next to me probably diminished my enjoyment of the movie by half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. Singaporeans can be so crass sometimes. Really. I tell you. The person who had been sitting next to me had no sense of courtesy at all. Her leg (yes, it was a she) was flung so far away from her body as she probably slouched in her seat that it (the leg) was encroaching on my own leg space. And throughout the movie she was going "What the hell?" as many times as there were Spongebob gags. And she probably didn't even get half the pop culture references (e.g. the one to Harry P) coz I didn't hear her laugh (she *was* snorting at the more obviously funny parts). Man, if she's not insane enough, she shouldn't have come to watch the damn thing and hence ruin other people's enjoyment of it right? Or more to the point, she and her boyfriend/colleague/whatever could have taken a seat further away from me, or even watched the damn thing at a different time right? I mean, you *have* to watch at least a few episodes of Spongebob Squarepants to get most of the damn references, lady! Don't just come watch coz it's the *in* thing to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, it's quite an ok show. Really. Without that stupid woman, I probably would give it  a 4/5. Except for the part with David Hasselhof (sp?). That was a little OTT. I would say that about 70% of the show's essence was captured, but I really couldn't notice (coz of that stupid woman). Urgh. Shall wait till I've calmed down to do a proper review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday today! It's my birthday, my love, and I wants it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found that if I were to buy the LOTR: EE DVDs as a box set it would cost me $240, but if I were to buy them separately, it would cost me $210. Hmm. $30. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to see the Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111150088166274223?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111150088166274223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111150088166274223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111150088166274223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111150088166274223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/bloody-hell.html' title='Bloody hell.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111142609480193736</id><published>2005-03-22T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T01:28:14.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you realise that when you find a tutorial that you just printed hidden among your notes you feel like someone punched you in the gut, and you just have to puke? I just realised that. *hollow laughter*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111142609480193736?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111142609480193736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111142609480193736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111142609480193736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111142609480193736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-you-realise-that-when-you-find.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111098669616845873</id><published>2005-03-16T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:24:56.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh crap.</title><content type='html'>Just realised that I have just 2 (ok, maybe 3, but I'll have to see) more days in which to practice my songs before I have a group practice thingy. Bleh. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I put a splinter into my middle finger today. Accidentaly, of course, and I didn't even realise until like I was eating lunch, and I noticed this huge thing sticking out of the middle joint of my middle finger. And I didn't even realise that it was a splinter until Nat said it was coz I was just thinking that I pulled off a piece of my skin or something. Then after she pulled out the splinter it began hurting. Ouch. And it still smarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to watch Hitch after all. Haha. I guess they (Gigi and Fifi) didn't want me to play gooseberry. Or, literally, be a lamp-post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack. Backstreet concert! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed Wilde's Importance of Being Earnest today. Just noticed that Ernest Moncrieff aka Jack Worthing will be practicing incest by marrying Gwendolen Fairfax. Hmm.. :) Lol. Am amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am very bleh about life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching hall from my Lit lecture today, I just crashed into my bed and slept (fitfully! -- which you would never really see in 'real' dialogue, which just shows how much of a geek I really am) from 5-8pm. Ack. Am more awake now. And just finished polishing my prac report. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my livejournal acc is up and running. Yay. My username is mangy_mongrel. I'll still post here though. Two separate trains of thought. Lol. Fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... *stretch*. Am damn sore after that game of squash today. Ouch. Ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swissotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's fragmented coz I'm not really in the mood for long spiels today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111098669616845873?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111098669616845873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111098669616845873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111098669616845873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111098669616845873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-crap.html' title='Oh crap.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111090429589845442</id><published>2005-03-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T00:31:35.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robots! (and Backstreet Boys) (and The Importance of Being Earnest)</title><content type='html'>Haha. Just indulged myself in another movie today. You guessed it. It's Robots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall now proceed to do a critique of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's as they say -- it's a fairly simple, normal, ordinary storyline about Rodney Copperbottom going to Robot City to realise his dreams, yadda yadda yadda. It had its pre-requisite amount of sweet teary moments, at which I teared at, of course, and its funny moments too... some of which involved parodies/gags/etc which were quite interesting to look out for. Nothing new (again.) but still fun to watch. Just one and a half hours long. And the graphics and effects were astounding. Really. They were the highlights of the show. And all the gadgets. Man... it was really cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news. Backstreet is gonna perform this Friday at KL and I can't go! (Oh wait, I already told you that, right? Did I? Yeah, I did. Next stop, Leaky Cauldron!) But I *am* going to the Swissotel aka Raffles Hotel. Sigh. Yeah. I know. Or maybe I should just cut class. And apparently it takes 6 hours by coach to reach KL from here. And the concert starts at 7pm. And the tickets cost RM 552 or S$ 276 for the most expensive seats. And my mom won't let me have my passport. And I gotta be over 21 to purchase tix over the net. BUT IT'S THE BACKSTREET BOYS! *wails* Bleh. :P :( Am sad. Shall fly over to US if they go on tour during my holz. Really. I'll use my own money and everything. 'Course, my mom will have to deduct it from my allowance. But, I WANNA GO WATCH BACKSTREET LIVE! WAAHHHH! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh BTW if anybody wants tix, you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.forceofnature.org"&gt;www.forceofnature.org&lt;/a&gt;. This concert is in aid of the tsunami victims. (Oh wait, I already said that, didn't I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just finished The Importance of Being Earnest. By Oscar Wilde. That psycho. :) First came across it in play form (i.e. it was being put up as a play) in my secondary school. It was quite marvelous. Really. Quite amusing. But now that I read it, (of course, being older and more worldy-wise helps) I can really understand Wilde's jabs and witticisms. Damn funny, I tell you! It's a h00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I can't help being eclectic. Can you? With so much to taste, so much to hear, so much to see, so much to feel, so much to *smell*?, so much to do... Do you wonder at my eclectism? And my indirect snobbery? And my question marks? And my sanity? :) I love being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being me too, but that's another topic of dicussion for another day. Don't wanna pull myself down the chasm now, do we? Not when I'm balanced so precariously on the edge? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111090429589845442?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111090429589845442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111090429589845442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111090429589845442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111090429589845442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/robots-and-backstreet-boys-and.html' title='Robots! (and Backstreet Boys) (and The Importance of Being Earnest)'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111072684272497891</id><published>2005-03-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:14:02.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am amused.</title><content type='html'>Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had the finals for Cheerobics '05, or in layman's terms, the National Cheerleading Competition.  It was quite fun. Loud, but fun. Although I had a dizzying headache afterwards. (Though that might have been due to the caffeine. I'm not sure.) Was the judges' aide, in case you didn't know. Haha... got to deduct points. Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to get to the point (pun intended, sorta), what amused me was this. Wait, let me give you the background first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Ratnam (notice if you spell it another 2 ways it becomes ratman and tarman... and I'm not even being creative... hmm...) and Justin Ang, 2 radio DJs from power98 (although I don't know if Justin Ang is still with power98 coz he's no longer listed on their main page), came down to be the emcees for the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that amused me was this. (Oh dear, I seem to be repeating myself, don't I?) As the judges' aide, I was privvy to certain decision-making events. Well, ok, I was privvy to all the decision-making events the judges had. Anyway, they decided that NTU Aces and the Denvers should be joint 2nd. (Which didn't make the Aces very happy, but I digress) To send the message of camaraderie, instead of overt competition, the judges called for one of the emcees to come down so that it could be phrased properly when the results were announced. The emcee who came down was Justin Ang. To keep a long story short, the judges felt that the girls in the competition were not cheering, they were merely screaming. Justin Ang then said something along the lines of "You should hear it at the concerts. When I announce, like, the Backstreet Boys, the windows shatter." I, of course, being a rabid Backstreet fan, wanted to leap to their defence. But then, when you sit and think about it, you realise that for that to happen so long after they've gone out of circulation (although now they're inching back in again with their new album [BTW they're having a fund-raising concert in KL for the tsunami victims next Friday on the 18th... and I can't go... boohoo..]) means that Backstreet has gone down in history. W00t! KTBSPA! :) Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111072684272497891?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111072684272497891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111072684272497891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111072684272497891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111072684272497891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-amused.html' title='I am amused.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111055519119131728</id><published>2005-03-11T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T23:51:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE MARATHON! :)</title><content type='html'>Am happy. Sorta. Well, more accurately, was happy about 3-4 days ago, depending on how you count it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a movie marathon on tuesday... watched Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events -- am *so* gonna buy the books (unfortunately [yes, the pun is intended] the series is 11 books long. :P) and Constantine. Both were suitably dark enough to tickle my funny bone... interesting, but a little mindless. (Oh, and something I neglected to mention on the 'Found Neverland' post -- if you look carefully, in the background of one of the scenes in Finding Neverland, when somebody [can't remember who it is exactly] is in the little enclave that Johnny is in at the beginning of the movie, you can see the blurred image of a green exit sign. Yes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemony Snicket's was kinda like a 2 hour long trailer for the series of books, cause it ended quite pointlessly (unless they are gonna have like 'Lemony Snicket's A 2nd Series of Unfortunate Events' which might be a good idea.) The credits were cool though. Might buy the VCD or DVD depending on content. And was also very amused by the beginning, which was continued on to good effect through the entire movie, as well as the eye motif. And the use of the 'invisible' narrator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constantine was ok, but you only really get it if you know the backstory of Constantine (for the record, all I know that he's supposed to be blonde and British, not brunette and American). Nothing really new was raised in the film (hey, it's supposed to be the adaptation of a comic/graphic novel/whatever right?) They *did* try to incorporate the backstory, just a little, but it was still somewhat baffling. Effects were cool though, and Keanu Reeves did a decent job portraying John Constantine. However, the tempo of the movie just did not manage to go up -- it's a kinda laid back movie (or maybe just reined in?), much like Reeves himself. I blame it also partly on the music. But in a way that is also good coz it lets the movie speak for itself instead of using precued mood music to create drama. I think. All in all it was a very compressed and not very fleshed out event. Very thrown together, with only a thin line holding it together. I think the trailers spoilt it for me. Or maybe it was the LOTR. The trailer presaged something scary, but it was all a bit bleh for me. Maybe I've walked a little too far on the dark side. Was expecting a more action adventure thingy. (But since when did Reeves do action adventure?) Quite cerebral actually, but very deeply buried inside. But still nothing new. (At least to me.)*spoilers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things I had to go do research on was about the Bible they have in Hell and the Sword of Destiny. Am not Christian. Or Protestant. Or whatever. Anti-christ rising against the father to take over the mortal plane -- been there, done that. Gabriel/Gabrielle being (androgynously) twisted in an albeit nice way, trying to better humankind -- been there, done that. Angel/Angelette being stripped of wings to become mortal -- been there, done that. Hell, Heaven, and where we live being on the same place, albeit on different planes -- been there, done that. Saw most of the major plot elements coming my way from miles away. I mean, their *subtle* hints are more like sledgehammers. And the killing of all of Constantine's friends except for the (sort of) love interest -- was that really necessary? True, it makes the film that much darker, and also, I'll admit, the first guy dying was kind of necessary, but by the end, the dying was becoming kind of pointless. (Dunno... maybe they're trying to prove that it's not over till it's over?) The only dying that made any point in the film was Constantine's death at the end. I like the little gesture he made towards the Devil as he went to Heaven. Only thing I really took home was that there's a difference between *knowing* and *believing*. Also appreaciated the subtle (not!) hints to moviegoers to stop smoking, the interesting range of demon fighting gear, and the first look of Gabrielle/Gabriel with the wings and everything. (Apparently, s/he's a half-breed, as are all the other agents from either side, of which there's an equal number from each, to keep the balance.) Also the slightly dark humour, which I don't know if anybody else in the theatre got, expecially prominent in one scene, where Angela tries to 'see' again. The finger-tapping. Again, seemingly no resolution. Unless it's trying to make the point that there *is* no resolution. Hmm.. might check out the VCD/DVD for eggs wrt to the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END SPOILERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things kinda went roller coaster after that. Let's see now. Squash on Wednesday, followed by lecture, followed by hall appreciation dinner (where I kinda made a fool of myself by getting up when my name was called, when I wasn't supposed to). Super tired and achy arm on Thursday resultant of squash 'game', but still obtained fairly good results for practical (didn't attend lecture, of course), watched choir concert vid, where I was as emotionless as a brick and fat, and voted in new committee for choir. (Something that made me happy on Monday -- someone apologised to me for (not) hurting my feeling by being too harsh.) Dragged myself up on time this morning to attend lecture and witness Gerald's birthday present to Fidelia (part of it), as well as attend lit tutorial. Was at tutorial room 15 mins early. Then spent the whole afternoon thereafter playing Harvest Moon. Didn't go for $3 sundae at Swenson's. Lol. And now it's close to midnight. Shall close this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111055519119131728?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111055519119131728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111055519119131728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111055519119131728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111055519119131728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/movie-marathon.html' title='MOVIE MARATHON! :)'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111016058564554359</id><published>2005-03-07T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T10:31:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody farking hell!</title><content type='html'>I knew I printed my notes for this morning on Friday, yet they seem to have mysteriously disappeared, and now I don't know if I should re-print the whole damn thing and waste my colour cartridge, or spend mindless hours looking for it(which I don't have - the mindless hours, I mean) (and before you ask, I am quite sure I printed it coz I remember seeing it coming out of my printer. Yes. And it's not a transposed memory either, coz I remember seeing some of it come out, and I don't remember the rest, and that's very natural coz I don't purposely look at the damn pages as I print them.) I know I should have asked my mom to not touch my damn table. Damn and blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Shall just go to school with a foolscap pad and listen to wat the lecturer has to say. Bleh. Just when I thought I had it all together, why does it have to fall apart? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: (Yeah, I know I'm copying livejournal, but WTH.) Have decided to re-print just before lecture. Why do I have the feeling that this is gonna come back and bite me on the ass? (Besides that fact that I'm gonna miss one hour of lecture?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111016058564554359?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111016058564554359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111016058564554359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111016058564554359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111016058564554359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/bloody-farking-hell.html' title='Bloody farking hell!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-111012303298052518</id><published>2005-03-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T23:30:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, so fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.jp/lledoece/nanaca-crash.html/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is damn fun. Really. I don't understand a word of Japanese, but I still manage to get a distance of 3000+m. Lol. BTW, apparently, the guy you hit at the beginning is supposed to be the male star of some dating game i.e. literally a dating computer game. I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-111012303298052518?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/111012303298052518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=111012303298052518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111012303298052518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/111012303298052518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg-so-fun.html' title='OMG, so fun!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110986724141736124</id><published>2005-03-04T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T00:32:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#66CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 33.33% Female, 66.67% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a total boy brain&lt;br /&gt;Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts&lt;br /&gt;And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;You never like to get feelings too involved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#66CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in the UK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/uk.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Blimey!&lt;br /&gt;A little proper, a little saucy.&lt;br /&gt;You're so witty and charming...&lt;br /&gt;No one notices your curry breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/englishspeakingcountryquiz/"&gt;What English Speaking Country Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#66CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20% Left Brained, 80% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Are'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/rightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in 1977&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1977  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you scored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yearbelongquiz/"&gt;What Year Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110986724141736124?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110986724141736124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110986724141736124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110986724141736124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110986724141736124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110969202100423718</id><published>2005-03-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T23:47:01.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Neverland</title><content type='html'>Went alone to watch Finding Neverland today. It's a marvelous film. Damn sad, but in a good way. Was probably a little more sad for me than most theatregoers coz I actually *know* the story of J.M. Barrie. But I never knew he was Scottish.. I always thought he was British.. oh well. Yeah. Had tear tracks running down my cheeks by the end of the movie, but by gosh! I'm proud of it! :) Really, it's damn good. Shall go watch Constantine tmr evening. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110969202100423718?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110969202100423718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110969202100423718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110969202100423718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110969202100423718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/03/found-neverland.html' title='Found Neverland'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110934006020834963</id><published>2005-02-25T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T22:01:00.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da-yam.</title><content type='html'>Just realised how long I've not been posting. Blame it on my hectic choir schedule for the concert (which was on the 19th and was supposedly a resounding success except for the fact that my spare tyre became glaringly obvious to the audience. Sigh.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So many things have happened these few weeks, both bad and good. It's just too much to go over.. I'll just list them for posterity.. and not in any order of course.. just in the order I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peiru's dad died a few days ago and the wake was held two days after. Most of my TJ classmates went to pay their respects, but I went CNY visiting with my choirmates. Felt a little guilty about that. BUT sort of paid my respects when I went past her house (on the bus) on the way to my friend's house -- don't know if it's the correct wake though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angpao from the CNY visiting is still in my cargo pants. At home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ear stud went INTO my ear hole (the pierced one, not the one I was born with.) and flesh covered it before I realised what happened. Went to my GP to get it out. Underwent local anasthesia (sp?) for the first time in my life (if you don't count the time the dentist injected something into my gums to numb them so he could pull out one of my loose teeth -- and mind you, that was only ONE time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked extremely fat and emotionless during my concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got heavily scolded by my singing teacher (not that I didn't deserve it) twice. I'm really getting from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got addicted the GBA Harvest Moon and spent hours playing it on an emulator (sp? correct technical term?) Got a Perfect Egg, Perfect Mayonaise (sp?), Perfect Wool, Perfect Yarn, Perfect Milk and Perfect Cheese. On the other hand, my love life (in the game) isn't doing that well. Am thinking of buying a GBA and a Harvest Moon cartridge. Anybody knows how much that costs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a completely crappy piece of work for my Lit class. Hey nat... next time I need to write a Lit essay could I ask you to proofread it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revealed my inner slasher to some of my choirmates during the CNY visiting and discovered another slasher in the altos. Also icked out a guy who we thought could never be icked out. Apparently not. Lol. But she doesn't go as far as RPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know you're in love? When you turn almost every topic of conversation towards the person you love? If that's the case... ewww... does not bear thinking about. But then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to bring my blanket back to hall. Damn. Hope I don't get the sniffles again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to watch Hide and Seek, Constantine, Howl's Moving Castle (although it's supposedly not as good as Spirited Away) and Finding Neverland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to practice my songs. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That's a lot of things. Hmm. Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110934006020834963?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110934006020834963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110934006020834963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110934006020834963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110934006020834963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/02/da-yam.html' title='Da-yam.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110851562947667455</id><published>2005-02-16T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T09:00:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am *so* buggered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110851562947667455?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110851562947667455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110851562947667455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110851562947667455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110851562947667455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-so-buggered.html' title='I am *so* buggered.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110775473531760415</id><published>2005-02-07T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T13:38:55.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Drain.</title><content type='html'>Hah. I am *glad* to announce that this is the start of my second week of not attending practically all lessons except for practicals. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-ha. A-ha. A-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that *all* secondary schools in Singapore have the same cheery waiting song.. u know, the one that they play over the phone while they put you on hold, the one that goes na-na-na-na-na-na... (er.. the Turkish march I think) and causes your brain to slowly leak out of your ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just smashed my whole morning calling the schools. And reading my Lit text, when I should have been in LT 20 listening to Salil Bose impounding the principles of biochemistry in gluoneogensis. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110775473531760415?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110775473531760415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110775473531760415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110775473531760415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110775473531760415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/02/brain-drain.html' title='Brain Drain.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110726062408961265</id><published>2005-02-01T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T20:23:44.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erk.</title><content type='html'>So many things have happened... I don't know where to start first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll go in chronological order then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Had my 'make-up' lesson for the 2 boys at Modena. Seriously, the mother was horrible! She was so obsessed with making her sons learn to swim. I think she's a psycho. I mean, what kind of mother would tell her child (who hasn't been behaving that well, but that's not the point) who is learning to swim that "If you don't listen to the coach, when we get home I will cane you, double times and drown you in the bathtub!" ?! And in front of said coach (i.e. me) too! And the elder kid was really really very scared of the water -- I think it might have stemmed from that. He refused to come into the water without holding on to any kind of aid e.g. my hand, a kickboard, the railing that is along one edge of the pool, etc. I really pitied the poor boy. And when his mother left, she told him "You used your last chance." After that he kept looking to the area where his mother had left, like he wanted to check if she was coming back so that he could prove to her that he was a good boy. The younger kid was a lot naughtier, but also feared the water less. I guess it's right what they say -- that the oldest kid really has a lot of expectations on his shoulders etc, and the youngest kid can get away with almost anything. Haha. And also, the elder kid tries to get attention by being well-behaved, while the younger kid tries to get attention by being naughty. In that case, my younger sister is the elder kid, while I'm the younger kid (well, at least in this time frame -- I have no idea how I behaved when I was actually a kid). Anyway, I'm thinking of reporting the mother to some society or other for abused children. Seriously. But now I cannot confirm if what she was saying was the truth or was she just trying to intimidate them, because I have been banned from coaching at Modena. Apparently, the company that 'hired' me through my friend did not submit a photo of me with my particulars to the condominium management, and hence the security guards there will not allow me to coach there anymore, or they will 'escort' me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much here, just that had quite a tiring, and most especially, HOT! day practicing choir songs at Commonwealth Sec. Need to memorise J'tends Le Moulin by this Friday. I have less than one day to do it in coz I have to practice my Charis Singers songs too. Marvelous. Haha. *Note: This is self-deprecating laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I pierced my ears. For the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man. I did (or rather we did) our practical entirely wrongly. All because of one single misreading of the protocol. I hate the way they word the damn thing. Shall now have to copy results form Fish and Co. Sigh. Sadness. And everything was so perfect too. And I just realised that we could have plated our plates and we would still be able to get the correct results... Bleh. Just that our protocol would be different. And we would get a marvelous discussion. After all, it's just a slight variance in protocol, and the aim would still be reached. Oh well. We just need the results. COPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "And thus for the want of a nail, an entire nation was lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was totally shacked during concert practice. And me and Jane have been moved to sop for most of a song coz Christian, one of the music directors, says that the sops are not powerful enough to deal out the volume needed. And we sound more like black women. Lol. BTW, in case you're wondering, sops = sopranos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday (i.e. today)&lt;br /&gt;Got up muzzily and managed to actually bath in time for lessons. But suddenly found that I did not want to attend lessons at all. So, slacked the whole day. Lol. But am still v. tired. Sigh. So many things to do. So little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catalouging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 3 songs for Charis Singers by Wed. (tmr)&lt;br /&gt;2)1 novel for Lit class by Wed. (tmr)&lt;br /&gt;3) J'tends by Fri. (and since I'm not that free, I have only like 3 hours to memorize it.)&lt;br /&gt;4)3 lab reports, 2 by Thurs and 1 by Fri.&lt;br /&gt;5)Find a replacement coach by Sat.&lt;br /&gt;6)My other concert songs by next Mon.&lt;br /&gt;7) A letter of "apology"! to the cheerobics chairman for having a choir practice at the same time she wants us to go for a shisedo talk (to raise money for cheerobics like they don't have enough already) by goodness-knows-when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110726062408961265?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110726062408961265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110726062408961265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110726062408961265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110726062408961265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/02/erk.html' title='Erk.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110666864375478173</id><published>2005-01-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:57:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress.</title><content type='html'>Ah. What a wonderful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Whatever possesed me to sign up for so many things? Now it's all building up! Ahhhh!!! Well, at least hall swimming and hall choir are a load off my back, but now I have 1) P&amp;P subcomm reporting for ISRG carrom [I think we got through to the semis -- if EEE beat CBE] today and probably next Friday as well.. bleh, 2) ISRG Weiqi which is tomorrow, 3) stupid stupid parents badgering me about how if their kids stop swimming for 1 week then the next week they are very reluctant to swim [coz I've got choir prac this sunday, and their lessons are this sunday too], 4) aforementioned kids who are very very naughty and don't want to listen to me as they do not want to swim [I am sorely tempted to just tell the mom(s) that if they don't want to learn to swim then by all means free them from it! When they have the interest then come back and learn!], 5) a talk/workshop on time management (hah!) on Friday from 5-7pm when I want to observe how the coaches teach the kids how to swim at 4pm at CSC which is in the east and hence I shall need to ask my mom to help me observe again but it's not the same as being there yourself, 5) a mentally disabled kid who is in my swimming class whom I'm trying to teach how to swim backstroke and butterfly coz otherwise I cannot think of anything else to teach him, which is why I need to call his mom to ask her who taught him how to swim freestyle and breaststroke, how long did it take, and how s/he did it [this is also why I need to do 4)] on top of my regular coursework. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's friend is a certified swim coach, and I am sorely tempted to give the job up to him. Oh well. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to lose weight (or at least the flab around my tummy) for choir concert -- if not I'll really look like a whale. Seriously.  The only things I'm losing now (besides the normal misplacement of key objects like keys) are my hair and my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh!!!!! (To get this thing about exclamation marks, go read Maskerade by Terry Pratchett.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about that, shall go poke Gerald someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110666864375478173?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110666864375478173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110666864375478173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110666864375478173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110666864375478173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/stress.html' title='Stress.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110627215142948628</id><published>2005-01-21T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T09:49:11.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sniff* Ugh. *blows nose* Stuffed Sinuses...</title><content type='html'>It's official. Everytime I get exposed to the cold night air without being properly covered by a blanket I get stuffed sinuses the next morning. *blows nose*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. It seems that I might have had my first taste of a university party last night. Or this morning. Or whatever. However, no alchohol was involved. Just cake. And lots of carrying and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going shopping for 60s clothes today with Celine and Magret and Wen Loong and Wai thoo and I think Ming Jun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting them at 11 at JP's food court. Lol. This will be the second time that I am going to JP to eat, not to buy groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* Did I forget 2 mention that the party was held at midnight and went on til 2am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110627215142948628?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110627215142948628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110627215142948628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110627215142948628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110627215142948628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/sniff-ugh-blows-nose-stuffed-sinuses.html' title='*Sniff* Ugh. *blows nose* Stuffed Sinuses...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110612532271977606</id><published>2005-01-19T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T23:22:36.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. So f**cking gay,</title><content type='html'>Yes. I censor myself when I feel the need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lit lecturer is so bloody gay! And not gay as in "I'm *so* happy!" (although he seems that too...)&lt;br /&gt;-- Not that I just noticed it... It just seemed to leap out at me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god. *buries head in hands* He nances around worse than Legolas... or Celeborn for that matter. Ughh.. *rubs arms to get rid of goosebumps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my classmate succintly put it -- "He's a bit of a prima donna, isn't he?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack. Ick. Ack. And all that posturing! AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the odd thing is, when I saw him outside of class (he didn't recognise me), he didn't seem that gay. I wonder if the nancing and prancing is just an act, to fit one of the stereotypes of male Lit lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, he wears bloody tight trousers and a shirt opened to *just* so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me... I'll just do my tutorial now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110612532271977606?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110612532271977606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110612532271977606' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110612532271977606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110612532271977606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/omg-so-fcking-gay.html' title='OMG. So f**cking gay,'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110598395980448148</id><published>2005-01-18T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:45:59.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm. Finances.</title><content type='html'>Okay. It's official. It's bloody expensive to advertise. I mean... wow... $3000 for a full page colour insertion? In a mag with a circulation of only 60000 (which is probably only projected) ? Hah. Well, if they *do* have a true circulation of 60000 then maybe it's worth it (5 cents/person) but only if about 200+ people buy. And anyway, we don't have the budget for it. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of buying. Yes. I am now selling NTU CAC Concert tickets at $15 a piece. Please buy? The venue is Victoria Concert Hall, the date is 19th Feb 2005 (a Sat)  and the time is 8pm. Please buy? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Have 4 tutorial lessons tomorrow and I still haven't even finished one of them. Predict that I shall be quite hungry tomorrow. Afterall, don't wanna rob Peter to pay Paul i.e. not attend my first 2 tutorial lessons to do finish my second 2 tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me see... Have I printed my lecture notes for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110598395980448148?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110598395980448148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110598395980448148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110598395980448148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110598395980448148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/hmm-finances.html' title='Hmm. Finances.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110588435159995534</id><published>2005-01-16T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T22:05:51.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blehz.</title><content type='html'>"Guilty feelings abound, with both positive and negative consequences."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That could have been my horoscope prediction for last week. Well, ok, not exactly abounds, and not exactly last week, but, you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok, it's like this. I recently quit hall choir coz it was stressing me out (it was mostly Benny, but don't tell him that coz I'm trying to let bygones be bygones [to get more insecticide] but also the overall effect of 'oh, she's the best singer, whatever she says must be right!' was getting to me). But both my hall cultural sec and the other cultural subcommer (Jasmine) sort of begged me to go back to hall choir and although I said no, in my guilt, I agreed to help them find simple songs for their dedications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up spending 6 hours at &lt;a href="mailto:library@esplanade"&gt;library@esplanade&lt;/a&gt; looking for the songs. I unfortunately couldn't really find any pop songs that was simple and suitable for both male and female voices (unless I put a gun to their heads [the songs, not the voices]), except like, one or two. Sigh. And the books I had to lug home weighed a ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, that's the only bit in my life last week that blehed me off, besides feeling sort of guilty and ruining a fine morning's sleep when I called up my singing teacher to tell her I was sick when I really wasn't, just sort of unwell. But that went alright in the end, coz amazingly my singing was better than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Just call me Perdita X Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what that last line was about, go read Maskerade (or something like that, can't remember to spell for the life of me) by Terry Pratchett. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110588435159995534?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110588435159995534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110588435159995534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110588435159995534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110588435159995534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/blehz.html' title='Blehz.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110556262071731168</id><published>2005-01-13T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T04:43:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Hell.</title><content type='html'>It's 4:30 am in the morning and I have no bloody idea why I am up this *early*. Well, ok, I do, but I'm *NOT* supposed to be up this early. I should have been in bed 4 and a half, or 4, hours ago. Bloody Internet. Ugh. Now I'm never going to be awake enough for tomorrow's lab session. And just when it was getting interesting. Hmm. Maybe I'll skip lecture. Nah. Lecturer's a nice gal. Shan't bail out on her. Haha. First time. Hm. The nucleus. (or rather, the nuclues -- that's how the lecturer spelled it on my lecture notes. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh. Stupid insects. Why won't they stop biting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my pay might be halved coz my friend is considering taking her coaching slot back, so now I might only coach for one hour instead of two. Oh well. Back to scrimping and saving. Finally calculated that with mounting costs as things get released, I need about 5 mths to raise $800 if I save $100 and earn $80 a month. That means I can only spend $10 or less a day. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh. Stupid insects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent $10 on 4 pairs of socks today. Better write that down before I forget. Need towels too. And bedsheets. Maybe that's why stupid insects won't stop biting me. Ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the calamine lotion when you need it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had rather boring/stimulating debate today. Apparently, people who do not know the meaning of contradiction are taking Lit. Amusing. And the lecturer spelled 'pyramid' 'pymarid'. What kind of lingustic error is that, I can't remember. (Damn. Talking like Yoda again. Oh well.) Is it a Malapropism? Damn. Really can't remember. Shall ask around. *prods Nat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of objects with weird names, apparently my sudden rapid heartbeat that happened last year (when I finished eating a burger my heartbeat suddenly zoomed to 200+ beats a minute and refused to go down for half an hour) might be related to Parkinston-Whyte (sp?) disease. Shall go check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110556262071731168?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110556262071731168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110556262071731168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110556262071731168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110556262071731168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/bloody-hell.html' title='Bloody Hell.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110527920581897571</id><published>2005-01-09T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:00:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated.</title><content type='html'>Something seems to be wrong with edveNTUre (I would like to roll my eyes at this juncture to protest the lame-ness of the naming of the school network system). I can't log in! Stupid student name blank and password blank are missing! Blehz. Now I can't get my lecture notes for tomorrow. Oh well. Lucky I start at 10:30am. Lol. *rubs it in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110527920581897571?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110527920581897571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110527920581897571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110527920581897571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110527920581897571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110511071342012679</id><published>2005-01-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T23:11:53.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn damn damn damn damn.</title><content type='html'>Ack. My bloody timetable is bloody full! And it's not only full, it is full of bloody gaping holes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon - begin at 10:30am end at 5:30pm and choir from 7pm-10pm after that&lt;br /&gt;Tue - begin at 9:30am end at 5:30pm. Nothing after that unless I go down to the pool to have a little splash--- or go home, which is more preferable (by me, not my mum)&lt;br /&gt;Wed - begin at 2:30pm end at 7:30pm coz of my GEs... mutter mutter&lt;br /&gt;Thurs - begin at 9:30am end at 5:30pm and choir from 7pm-10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Fri -begin at 9:30am end at 7:30pm coz of my spanish class otherwise end at 2:30pm mutter mutter..&lt;br /&gt;i already quit hall choir... although they're begging me to go back.. dun wanna! it's too stressful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the matter of my coaching beginners... sundays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like spanish, but its the time table that is making me sad! methinks me shall drop it and take it some other semester.. when i'm not so busy.. or just leech off my friends who are taking it. lol. Yes. I know 3 other people taking Spanish. To drop or not to drop... coz if I do, it will free up 7 hours.. (not that the course is 7 hours/wk.. just that the space btwn 2 diff modules i.e. btwn my lit class and my spanish class is 3 hrs and my spanish class is 4 hrs..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's it, I'm gonna drop spanish next wednesday after i have the lesson. might as well milk it for all it's worth.. anyway haven't bought the textbook yet. lol. oh well. will go and learn it some other sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigos! (too lazy to write the proper spelling for that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110511071342012679?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110511071342012679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110511071342012679' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110511071342012679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110511071342012679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/damn-damn-damn-damn-damn.html' title='Damn damn damn damn damn.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110500563633645896</id><published>2005-01-06T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:00:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ack.</title><content type='html'>I have a sort of horrendous timetable which is my fault actually coz I wanted to take 2 GEs. Clever, aren't I? And that of course means that I will probably have to take 2 GEs next sem 2 if I want 2 get my money's worth out of the books that I've bought (or rather, am going to buy) Coz my Lit books cost like about $100, and then there's my Spanish books that cost around $50+ and of course my course books which up til now total about $230 and is expected to rise by another $50 or so (for this sem alone, mind you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so far Spanish and Lit have been fun.. Doing Woolf's The Legacy next week, and Joyce's The Dead... And they're both in this humongous Norton's Anthology which costs $60.. the second most expensive of my textbooks.. (The most expensive one costs $90 -- beat that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Now if only I could shift my slot from 5:30-7:30pm on Fridays to 3:30-5:30pm.. shall have to ask my Spanish teacher. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110500563633645896?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110500563633645896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110500563633645896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110500563633645896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110500563633645896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/ack.html' title='Ack.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110474103200018383</id><published>2005-01-03T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:30:32.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow. </title><content type='html'>I must be mad. I signed myself up for 2 GEs... Lit and Spanish. Lol. But shall drop the Spanish if I find that it's too difficult... Ugh.. just lugged my new textbook (which cost $90+) to hall.. mum'll have 2 fork out the $$ again.. sigh.. really need a job.. and need 2 buy 2 more TBs which cost $90+ in total. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in other news, I apparently have no more swimming practices therefore I can spend more time on other things (like my air rifle). I think I really might drop Spanish. Well, we'll see after Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, just got my fridge today. And I have a single deluxe room! (which means I don't have a roomie.) Damn. Need 2 go n wash my clothes. Having choir practice later in Hall 10 function room, and I don't know where the hell that is. Sigh. Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110474103200018383?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110474103200018383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110474103200018383' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110474103200018383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110474103200018383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/wow.html' title='Wow. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110463943615681954</id><published>2005-01-02T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T12:41:15.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahahaha. Bleh.</title><content type='html'>Well. Tomorrow I'll (we'll) be starting school. Blehz. Sigh. An endless round of lectures and tutorials and lab sessions. And more choir practices. And swimming practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Speaking of singing. I failed my Performance Cert, but my teacher said that my results are not bad still... and so I should try for Performance Cert again next year May. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to save an average of $120 a month so that I can pay for SIMS 2, the LOTR:EE and my performance cert exam coz my mum says she won't pay for my exams. Shall now curtail my expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110463943615681954?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110463943615681954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110463943615681954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110463943615681954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110463943615681954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2005/01/ahahaha-bleh.html' title='Ahahaha. Bleh.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110378110398369943</id><published>2004-12-23T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T13:51:43.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed at myself. well, on monday anyway.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I was intensely displeased with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the stupid #&amp;!%ing things I could have done, I went and forgot my music scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Let me tell you the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to take my performance certificate on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two weeks before that, I was still singing really horribly. Then I started singing with accompaniment (i.e. my sister) and I really improved (coz of extra hard practice sessions coz I wasn't practicing before that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my teacher was really pleased and said that I would definately (sp?) pass the exams if I would inject more feeling into the pieces. Oh, and get the notes correct for Sephestia's Lullaby. --&gt;which is one tricky song, and extremely dissonant. And I did all the research on all the songs and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was feeling pretty good (but pretty rushed) when I set off from home for the exam at orchard rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then guess what. I had to go and forget my scores! (which could result in my failure as there was a clause there that states that if candidates do not present the original score at the examinations, examiners may hear the songs without comments and give no marks.) Sadness. And I became very flustered and flubbed my notes for Sephestia's Lullaby. Yes, and also the lyrics for Zueignung (which the examiner seemed pretty familiar with). Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Disgusted with myself. Really hope I pass so that I don't need to fork out $400 again. Even a borderline pass would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Shall just have to wait 3 months. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also forgot the alto parts to the carols I'm supposed to sing. Instead now I've started singing the sop parts. Blehz. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, there's many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip. Sigh. Or better.. yi shi zhu er cheng qian gu hen. zhai hui tou yi shi bai nian shen. Lit. translation --- a slip of the foot leads to thousands (of something bad), by the time you reach that point again a hundred years have passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Sigh. Nothing for it. Patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. And I'm gonna be so busy with all the carolling this wkend. Don't even know if I've got time for making my Gryffindor costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on more cheerful news, just bought the PoA movie. And found out that the LOTR:EE costs $240... and the only set I can find is Zone 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110378110398369943?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110378110398369943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110378110398369943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110378110398369943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110378110398369943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/12/pissed-at-myself-well-on-monday-anyway.html' title='pissed at myself. well, on monday anyway.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110301541042665357</id><published>2004-12-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T17:10:10.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-oh.</title><content type='html'>Hmm. Seems that Alexander is really not that great... I mean I went on a fiction website (hint hint) and the characters went to watch Alexander but even they thought that it sucked. Hmm. Sigh. *Hear that? That's my heart falling into the pit of my stomach.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Shall watch it anyways. Haha. That's how great the hold ancient military wars have on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110301541042665357?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110301541042665357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110301541042665357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110301541042665357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110301541042665357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/12/uh-oh.html' title='Uh-oh.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110300879314605471</id><published>2004-12-14T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:19:53.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results. Ugh. </title><content type='html'>Sigh. Got a BCCBB for my results. B for Modern Bio, Biomolecules and Computing. C for Biophysical Chemistry and Organic Chem. Haha. :P Well, not to say that the overall spread wasn't expected, but was thinking more like BCCAA or ACCAA or ABCBA... oh well. Just gotta work harder next sem -- 4 modules and 1 GE on waitlist. Hope I get the Eng Lit Minor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness about my results... Sigh. And the exams had actually seemed easier than my "A" levels... Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110300879314605471?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110300879314605471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110300879314605471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110300879314605471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110300879314605471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/12/results-ugh.html' title='Results. Ugh. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110252005134196707</id><published>2004-12-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T23:34:11.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh. Still sick, still tired. </title><content type='html'>Yes (don't ask me how) I am sick again. Spent the whole of Monday shivering or something akin to it. Well, at the least felt clammy and cold and sniffly. And can I say exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody (except Leonard) turned up for swim practice. Despite my walking all the way there while being sniffly and achy and cold. Wah... *sobs* --&gt; feeling unappreciated. Had to cancel swim practice. Luckily Leonard was nice enough about it, and gave me some good ideas about when to hold practice. Sigh. Looks like I might have to sacrifice Tuesdays after all. On a better note, that means that I won't have to use Monday mornings -- hmm.. kinda works out. Well, we'll see. Wanna watch Alexander! Shall go watch it next week. Haha. And the Incredibles too. Haha. Marathon movie session. Well, it's just $13 ++ (drinks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling better now. :) Wonder how the turnout will be tomorrow though. All the girls except Cyndi can turn up, and she has a valid reason, so only left the guys (which I *heh heh* left to Ailing). Oh well. Need to get their email addresses so can pass them the training schedule that was supposed to happen on Monday, so that they can train by themselves. *Yawn* Sleepy. And it's only 11:30pm. Haha. Well, good night then. Need to get up tomorrow around 9ish to practice my singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110252005134196707?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110252005134196707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110252005134196707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110252005134196707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110252005134196707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/12/sigh-still-sick-still-tired.html' title='Sigh. Still sick, still tired. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110241586233863090</id><published>2004-12-07T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T18:37:42.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>Hah. Just realised something today. The release of the LOTR:ROTK EE DVD is just 1 week away! Ahhh!!! Luckily I have enough moolah... but not sure if it's enough to buy the whole set. Yes. The whole set including FOTR and TTT coz I haven't gotten them yet, in case any nice new goodies come out, or there's a reduction in price for buying all 3 sets at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also just realised that I have gone one whole day (well, more like one and a half days) without eating anything except for 2 cans of tuna, 1 loaf of French bread (you know, the baguette) and a couple of biscuits. I am mad. Well, no, not really, just lazy. Lol. Shall be going down in a moment to buy my dinner before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Squeal!* Am very happy. Just watched a few angsty LOTR vids and one cute Ron/Hermione vid. Man, those vids are da bomb! But to make a really good vid first you have to find the proper song that really describes the theme you're working on, otherwise the whole thing just collapses. Really. I have enough vids to know. *Blissful sigh* Shall now go and float on my vid-induced bubble and await the release of the LOTR EE DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hmm... maybe I should buy Van Helsing, Troy and Hidalgo too...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110241586233863090?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110241586233863090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110241586233863090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110241586233863090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110241586233863090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/12/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110222728186551282</id><published>2004-12-06T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T14:14:41.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over. </title><content type='html'>Haha. It's finally over. Yes. I have decided to quit hall choir and have told Benny so.. but have to remember to tell him that I'm not coming on 16th and 17th of Dec... sort of promised that I will turn up for all the sessions in Dec before I quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've got another busking session (well, ok it's prepaid carolling, but anyway...) where I am, fortunately, not the conductor. Whew. Unfortunately, I left my black folder which holds all my scores in hall... and you guessed it, I'm at home now! Haha. How marvelous is it? But luckily I've memorised most of the songs, so I just need to bring along a black folder today. I've asked Audry (Sop Sectional Leader) and she said ok... Don't know about Wen Loong (Student Conductor) though. And I just realised yesterday night that my battery was running low, and that naturally my charger was still in hall, in my other bag, the one that I usually carry *growls* so I cannot charge my phone and am not contactable by my hp number until tonight when I reach hall. Sigh. Blehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Hope that I get good results when they come back next week. Ugh. I hate the waiting. Actually I hate everything about exams. Blehz. But at least I can be sort of moderately assured of an okay grade in Computing. Yes. Hm. Well, no. I don't know anymore. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be able to read Eng Lit as a Minor next year... There are only 25 vacancies though... (but hope that means that very few pple are interested... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110222728186551282?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110222728186551282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110222728186551282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110222728186551282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110222728186551282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/12/over.html' title='Over. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110190804058635256</id><published>2004-12-02T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T21:34:00.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed. Sort of. Well, yes. Pissed.</title><content type='html'>I am quite pissed. Why? Let me relate to you the story of a girl who probably does too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in 2 choirs - the NTU CAC Choir, and my hall 12 choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, my NTU Choir (NC) has a camp. It's from 9am to 9pm. Well, technically. Usually it goes on to 9:30pm. But that's ok. I just a member in this choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my hall 12 choir (HC) however, I am the conductor. Yes. You heard me. The conductor, albeit a very unwilling, and bad, one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the thing is, this week, my HC has a busking session on Saturday, and as we were only told 2 weeks ago, we were horrendously unprepared. Thus leading to 2 HC sessions a week, which, I am told, is actually the norm for all hall activities when school ceases. This was extended to 3 sessions this week -- Wed to Fri. Unfortunately, this overlaps with my NC camp. Originally, it was Wed -- 8-10pm, Thurs -- 3-5pm, Fri -- 3-5pm. Then on Tuesday, around 1pm, an email was sent to me. Unfortunately, it seems that it only got into my mailbox this morning. This email held vital info -- i.e. that the practice time has been changed to 3-5pm on Wednesday. If this isn't cutting it fine, I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I happily went on thinking that the Wed session is at 8pm. Then, because we had a photo session at NC camp, which was scheduled at 8:30pm, I had to tell Grace that I had to go off early, get scolded, endure (possibly imagined due to my mood) cold looks from the choir main com who I used to be very chummy with, have my picture taken so that they can cut and paste my photo into the NC photo, and run back to hall sodding wet, only to find that nobody was in the music room. At this point in time, I did not know that practice time had been moved, and I was suitably f**king pissed. I called Benny up (unfortunately for him, in the middle of band practice) and demanded to know where the HC had gone. Of course he couldn't answer at that moment in time. (He just called back to tell me about practice time being moved -- around 8:40pm, after I read the second email mentioned above.) So I missed today's practice. Luckily, he managed to teach them the four songs needed on Sat (and probably will have to teach and revise with them tomorrow too -- sorry Benny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the email, my anger abated somewhat, but it rose again, this time due to a different reason -- 'last minute-ness'. I mean... yeah. Why is everything so last minute? Sigh. Although it probably would be Shuying's fault, if Benny is right, coz she only told us about this busking thing 2 weeks ago. You would have read about all this if effing blogspot had not forced me to log out after I had written one whole chunk of stuff about how pissed I was (and still am) about HC and before I posted it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. And now I can't take time off tomorrow either because I made a promise to Grace that today was the only time that I would be going off from NC camp. Sigh. Oh well. Tired. Sorry HC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I'm being torn in two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now there's hope that I won't have to do Aretha Franklin in the concert in Feb. Lol. Christian and co. were test-driving a soprano today during lunch. Well, ok, testing... lol... the terms I use. But the concept is similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to go back to NC camp coz by the time I got there they would prob be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Benny called me at 3pm today. But I didn't have my phone with me, so I didn't hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am waiting now for Benny to call me after band regarding what happened during practice today. My phone won't bloody effing send messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Shall now go and download stuff (i.e. songs) from NC. Hope that HC is ok. They need to be if they don't want to fall on their collective faces on Sat. Sigh. Stressed. Am thinking that we need variation more than accuracy, although accuracy would also be nice, but Benny thinks otherwise. We also need an accompanist. Christian is definately out. Given what we have now, it will either be Yin or the computer. Haha. I am so amused. (note heavy sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have once again proven my superiority in the English language today. Here's a copy of the quiz I had today. Answers will be posted when I feel like it. I had only ten minutes to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First part : There are 2 missing words in the following sentances. They are anagrams of each other. The numbers in the brackets indicate how many letters there are in each word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I like fruits, especially (6) and sour (6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Joe (4) his (4) easily through his opponent's guard, landing a punch that sent his opponent flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Fear was (4) among the people at the mention of a forest (4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Her face went (4) when she saw that he was about to (4) off the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The raised (4) (4) the audience as it allows them to see the speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second part: The following words are anagrams of animal names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) cot soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) moral dial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) -- I can't remember this one, but the answer was antelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) camel shone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) mat bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... See if you can do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Shall go and rest now so that I won't be so tired tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel better now that I've let it all off my chest. Seriously hope that HC makes the cut, or at least doesn't present itself too badly on Saturday. Shall have to speak to Benny about the schedule on Sat though... (walks away muttering to self *we should have a less - predictable - schedule*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110190804058635256?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110190804058635256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110190804058635256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110190804058635256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110190804058635256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/12/pissed-sort-of-well-yes-pissed.html' title='Pissed. Sort of. Well, yes. Pissed.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110138346468171963</id><published>2004-11-25T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:51:04.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bushed.</title><content type='html'>Wonder what's wrong with blogspot today. Can't load my page again, but strangely enough can load this. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Damn bloody tired today. Had swimming first thing in the morning, and unsurprisingly beat everybody. Surprisingly (well, ok maybe not so surprisingly) swam 1:40+ for my last 100m in a 8x100m free set, when I would normally be swimming 1:30. Sigh. Must go and exercise. So unfit now. And also so burnt now coz was swimming from 9 to 11am. After the sets actually wanted time trials, but ended up giving plunging lesson again, and helping Wing to plan for the waterpolo training session that was going to be held at 12 noon. Haha. Hope that they put on sunblock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed to LWN lib 2 photostat scores and rushed back to hall to practice my song (which incidentally is still half-baked only) and to ponder how to arrange the songs for hall choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came hall choir practice at 3pm. Sigh. Got performance next Sat outside Paragon at 6pm. Blehz. And we've only got 2 halfway decent songs coz Benny only told us about this like last Friday or something. (But it's supposed to be not his fault coz Shuying only told him at the same time or something.) Ugh. Have 4 more practices and 1 open-air rehersal before the performance, and Benny can't come coz he got band, and he makes such a good accompanist. Bleh. Getting butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it. And until here (as in 3pm)  all I have had to eat is a burger. Was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had practice again. Luckily found point of song that was missing that made me unable to hold the notes properly for 1 section. Must now go and clean other section. And learn new song tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Still have to arrange 'This I Promise You'  and 'Truely, Madly, Deeply' coz they're too high, and 2 of the people who attended hall choir today won't be going tomorrow, and the other 2 are going to be late. You heard me. Other 2. Only 4 people (excluding Benny and Jasmine) came for hall choir practice today. And only 2 of the intended 5 came. I am *really* amused. (note sacarstic tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to go and forget my wallet and so had to climb up 6 flights of stairs to get it so that I could buy my dinner (coz the music room is on the 3rd floor, but I went down to the canteen before I realised that I didn't have my wallet). And then when I asked to uncle to put some sauce on my rice, he didn't even look at where I was pointing and poured curry over my rice. I wanted the sauce that came with the egg tofu. Oh well, the burning on my lips has stopped somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then guess what? I realised that (Oh shit!) I forgot to call (well, ok not forgot to call, more like no chance to call at all) the CCs whose managers were on leave or otherwise occupied so I told Sherry and now I'm gonna have to call them tomorrow. Sigh. Which thereby cuts into my practice time. Oh well. Shall just bring my phone numbers down tomorrow, and email myself the half-completed document, then update it and email it to Sherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until now (7:50pm) the construction work outside my window hasn't ceased. Sigh. So noisy. So tired. Want to drop off, but can't coz must think of things to do tomorrow, and must transpose songs, and must think of maintaining ideal cavity shape for singing so that I can pull off my Performance Cert exam. Sigh. No wonder I have so many white hairs. I tell you, I'm busier now than during term time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still have Choir camp Mon-Thurs and hall choir wed-fri and hall swimming mon and thurs (but that one I can just come up with the training schedule and give it to Ailing, so not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotta be (one of) my longest rant(s). Shall now nap for half an hour and then wake up to transpose my songs. Ick. (Hmmm.. I wonder if Mirror of Maybe has been updated? It's been so darn long... And To Be Free of Pasts and Shadows too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110138346468171963?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110138346468171963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110138346468171963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110138346468171963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110138346468171963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/bushed.html' title='Bushed.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110119701702101759</id><published>2004-11-23T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T16:03:37.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling. </title><content type='html'>"Hello, I am calling from NTU. I would like to know if your CC is interested in participating in the National Cheerleading Competition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. Repeated that like nearly 100 times today, and made almost the same number of calls. Luckily most of them were under a minute. Sigh. My mouth is bloody dry now, and my throat is horse. Well, ok, not horse, but hoarse. Lol. Dunno how I'm gonna sing later. Oh well. Recover now. Sigh. So tired. Knew I shoulda gone to bed earlier yesterday. And now my roomie is playing Rise of Nations or something like that, and the music (sound fx?) is driving me crazy. Oh, and have I mentioned? It's raining. Sigh. Crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. Need to listen to stuff. Current soundtrack: My performance cert pieces + Aretha Franklin's Respect. Lol. Coz I have to sing them. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110119701702101759?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110119701702101759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110119701702101759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110119701702101759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110119701702101759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/calling.html' title='Calling. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110111592247833304</id><published>2004-11-22T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:32:02.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running out of time. </title><content type='html'>So many things to do. So many places to go. Feel like I'm being torn in two. Wouldn't you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Sounds like a song lyric. Oh well. Tired. Really, I have lotsa things to do. NTU choir tonight. And tomorrow night. And Wed night. And I had to go and forget to bring my scores, so I'll have to wake up at 6:30 tomorrow to meet my mom to get them from her at Buona Vista. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerobics Liason subcomm. Phoning up institutions tomorrow. The whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Singing lesson for my Performance Cert on the 20th of Dec. Wed afternoon. And Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Hall swimming lesson -- where I have to be both coach and swim captain and still be expected to be the star swimmer. Thurs morning.&lt;br /&gt;SBS P&amp;P subcomm coverage. Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Hall choir -- where I am the conductor and teacher and score provider. Uncertain but twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. At least it cannot be said that I will die of ennui. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache. Ow. Sleepy, but not sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid blogspot won't load at home -- this is the only chance I have of blogging -- when I'm in hall. Oh well. 1/2 an hour to kill before I go down for dinner and NTU choir session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110111592247833304?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110111592247833304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110111592247833304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110111592247833304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110111592247833304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/running-out-of-time.html' title='Running out of time. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110086253773780439</id><published>2004-11-19T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T19:10:00.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm. </title><content type='html'>Apparently, being born into the Sign doesn't mean that I *am* the Sign. Lol. Am I making sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;67&lt;/b&gt;% Aries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/aries.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/astrologyquizzes.html"&gt;How much do you match your zodiac sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, being born too close to the border between 2 Signs might make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;I am&lt;b&gt;93&lt;/b&gt;% Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/pisces.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/astrologyquizzes.html"&gt;How much do you match your zodiac sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60% Taurus&lt;br /&gt;33% Gemini&lt;br /&gt;53% Cancer&lt;br /&gt;67% Leo (I think, according to most nice, sweet, fluffy fanfics, as well as those with angsty fluff or fluffy angst, Draco is a Leo. Lol. Figure that out. )&lt;br /&gt;67% Virgo&lt;br /&gt;27% Libra&lt;br /&gt;67% Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;60% Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;73% Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;93% Aquarius &lt;-- Hmm. &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Snarky Blogger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/snarky-blogger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You've got a razor sharp wit that bloggers are secretly scared of.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why they read your posts as often as they can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/bloggerquiz.html"&gt;What kind of blogger are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My. I never knew that. (Referring to the quizzes both above and below.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are From the Sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/sun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of all your friends, you're the shining star.&lt;br /&gt;You're dramatic - loving attention and the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;You're a totally entertainer and the life of the party.&lt;br /&gt;Watch out! The Sun can be stubborn, demanding, and flirty.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you're a great leader and great friend. The very best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/planetquiz.html"&gt;What Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a "Don't Tread On Me" Libertarian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/libertarian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You distrust the government, are fiercely independent, and don't belong in either party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion and politics should never mix, in your opinion... and you feel opressed by both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want the government to cramp your self made style. Or anyone else's for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're proud to say that you're pro-choice on absolutely everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/political-persuasion.html"&gt;What political persuasion are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I was, thinking that I was a Democrat. Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" bg style="color:#ffcddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" &gt;Your Porn Star Name is: &lt;b&gt;Albino Kitty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornname.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Porn Star Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would have thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" bg style="color:#FECFB3;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" &gt;Your Hippie Chick Name is: &lt;b&gt;Autumn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hippiechickname.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your own Hippie Chick Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are "Dizzy and Giddy"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="John Kerry" src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/giddy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanese-smiley-quiz.html"&gt;What Japanese Smiley Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo3 wu2 hua4 ke3 shuo1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be Elvis for Halloween!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="You Should Be Elvis for Halloween!" src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/elvis-costume.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/halloweenquiz.html"&gt;What should you be for Halloween?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that the above quiz was like, more for a guy, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Not Scary!" src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/not-scary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/scaryquiz.html"&gt;How scary are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I resent that remark! :P For one, I'm pretty scary... just the more "I'm nuts! I think I'm gonna do a nutter on you!" kinda scary, rather than the "I TERRIFY PEOPLE OUT OF THEIR WITS!" kinda scary. Oh well. To be unappreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110086253773780439?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110086253773780439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110086253773780439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110086253773780439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110086253773780439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/hmm_19.html' title='Hmm. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110085993485770698</id><published>2004-11-19T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T18:25:34.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W00t!</title><content type='html'>Yeah! One more down, one to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, have spent more time than is good reading fics. Shall go offline immediately after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. Databases. Crapped my way through today. Sigh. :P Don't really like computing, except for perl. Mmm. Perl. Lovely. :) Quite proficient, I am. So much so that I can use it to come up with slash ships. Lol. Tried to do that yesterday, on a whim, and actually succeded! But only applicable to LOTR RPS at the moment - DomBilly, Viggorli, ViggoSeanB, ViggoSeanBOrli, ElijahSeanA, SeanBDavid. Mmm. :) Lol. Will be doing a LOTR quiz thingy soon, when I finish my exams tomorrow. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh happy days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, anybody have any English scores (pop songs please)? Could I borrow them? And could you guys help me ask around too? Thanx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... shall check out what Kino has on Monday, if going. (Actually, can go without Nat, just no discount... says the little voice in the back of my head.) Also must check inventory of culture society, and if they allow us to buy for a library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Perl genius. Well, at least by BS105 standards. Lol. Okay, gtg now, my BS104 is calling (to BS104 *would you just shut up a moment? Thanx.*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat, you'd better contact me ASAP on Sat about whether the thing on Monday is on or not.(don't call before 4:30pm though... won't be responding.) Btw, the card that you said you got, how'dya get it? (Wanna get one of my very own...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110085993485770698?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110085993485770698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110085993485770698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110085993485770698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110085993485770698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/w00t.html' title='W00t!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110070007496310617</id><published>2004-11-17T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T04:59:19.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrected. </title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in hall now, took some time off at home (unfortunately caught a cold or something akin to it) Just came back (well, if you count about 5 hours ago 'just came back') from my singing lesson... next lesson is Sunday 3pm (it's 9:51 pm on an un-lovely Wednesday [17 Nov] if you're wondering) Ack. No time to practice! Bother. BS105 on Friday and BS104 on Sat. Bleh. And I haven't even finished studying for 104.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! New chappie of Love Mode out! (8-3) [But you're not supposed to read it!] Damn. Hmm... ok, if it's downloaded by 10 pm (i.e. in 5 mins time) I will read it. If not... shall relegate it to Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Speaking of Monday. Am meeting up with Sodium to 'borrow' her Kino privileges, then it's off to Robinsons' in Taka (there *is* a Robinsons' in Taka right?) to buy this spray pen set I've been eyeing... and it only costs $20! It'll be good to experiment with till I get to the more serious stuff. Wondering if I should go and watch De-Lovely. Heard it's a good film, but it's kinda late (10 pm), and I don't wanna miss the last train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's 10pm, and Love Mode hasn't downloaded yet, so shall relegate it to the back burner. Read (past tense) some lovely ficcys in the meantime though. For those of you into LOTR fanfiction, esp about the hobbits, check out this site &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~baylorsr/mushrooms.html"&gt;http://home.comcast.net/~baylorsr/mushrooms.html&lt;/a&gt;. It's really great! I esp. love &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~baylorsr/careandfeeding.html"&gt;The Care and Feeding of Hobbits: Ruminations on the Little People by Boromir, Man of Gondor&lt;/a&gt;. It's really funny, plus it has one of my favourite people in LOTR -- Boromir! :) Like you can't guess. Oh wait. Yeah, you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack. Just checked CB Swords... apparently Boromir's sword won't be out til next year. Sigh. :Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently there's a HP fantrip that costs US$1600++ that lets you ride on the original train used in the movie, amongst other things. I think it might be a tad expensive though. And it's pretty darn close to school re-opening (if what I get from my sources is correct.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have just found out that eating chili sauce from the packet is not good. V. v. sour, made my stomach turn. Also, might be due partially to the fact that I am only semi-coherent now coz of lack of sleep. Therefore, after one hour of studying for BS 105, which should be enough for the first half, shall sleep until 2:30 pm, or slightly later. Is supposed to be bad (horrible) for system, as well as voice. Therefore shall try to curb tendency of starting to sleep in the morning (like 7am) and aim to sleep at 12 midnight or latest 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get cracking. Speaking of which, it's the crack of dawn. Well, 4:59am. Yes, I edited this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Au revoir. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110070007496310617?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110070007496310617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110070007496310617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110070007496310617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110070007496310617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/resurrected.html' title='Resurrected. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110025365169309342</id><published>2004-11-12T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T18:00:51.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>died. resting in pieces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110025365169309342?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110025365169309342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110025365169309342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110025365169309342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110025365169309342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/died-resting-in-pieces.html' title='died. resting in pieces.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110020599979461171</id><published>2004-11-12T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T04:50:25.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm.</title><content type='html'>Apparently I have changed overnight into Aragorn. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="tr_aragorn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://geocities.com/mydigitalview/lotr_person.html"&gt;What LoTR Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered to copy and paste the pic of Aragorn here like it says to do, though. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning. It's 4:49 am on a lovely (wait, did I just say lovely? Oh well. Shall immediately fall asleep later this afternoon, say around 6pm... oh wait, I have to get home.) morning and I'm not feeling too conscious right now, but seeing as I've got to get back to studying, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The sole reason why I keep popping up here to write is that it's keeping me awake, if not partway sane.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like Frodo Baggins, Son of Drogo&lt;br /&gt;With many acquaitenances, Frodo is deeply attached to a few people, like Bilbo, Aragorn, Gandalf, and Sam. His high ethics come out in his treatment of Gollum and Saruman. Frodo has pity on Gollum and believes that change can occur.You have a strong personal morality. You are committed to relationships and their growth. You tend to be an idealist, believing the best of the world around you. Time alone is important and solitary activities refresh you. You have a tendency to introspection. While providing compassion and being considerate, you may have the tendency of being soft-hearted or even "too emotional" You like keeping your options open. Closure is probably not one of your strong suits.&lt;br /&gt;The Orcs display the evil side of this personality with their lengthy torture methods.&lt;br /&gt;Traits: Empathic, benevolent, looking to the future. On the dark side you could be sadistic.&lt;a href="http://www.hobbitlore.com/personality/index.php"&gt;http://www.hobbitlore.com/personality/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="190" src="http://www.auction.2y.net/user/elven_evenstar/boromir_.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm Boromir! &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/elvenevenstar/whoareyou.html"&gt;Who are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;img height="17" src="http://img.livejournal.com/userinfo.gif" width="17" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/eikocarolchan"&gt;eikocarolchan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110020599979461171?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110020599979461171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110020599979461171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110020599979461171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110020599979461171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/hm.html' title='Hm.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110019235602976883</id><published>2004-11-12T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T02:35:49.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol...</title><content type='html'>I'm now quite sure blogspot is quite screwed up... at least with regards to dates... my BS 102 was only 4 days ago, but now it's pegged at being one week plus ago... I really would welcome that much time to study for my BS 103 but, well.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://atypically.net/hp/lesser.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://atypically.net/hp/images/firenze.jpg" alt="[i'm firenze!]" border="0" width="250" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://atypically.net/hp/lesser.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;...and which lesser Harry Potter character are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110019235602976883?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110019235602976883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110019235602976883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110019235602976883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110019235602976883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/lol.html' title='Lol...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110018965500272212</id><published>2004-11-12T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T04:36:29.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrgh!!!</title><content type='html'>Damn and shit and shit and damn... fell sick and spent the whole day sleeping... in consequence could not study... and now am cramming so I HAVE TO VENT! (Well, not in *that* way... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh!! That new Ch 8 9pm drama is *so* unreal... first off, it doesn't even have a plot... hello, how in the hell do you expect that thing to work w/o a plot? And second of all, hello, real swimmers, real competitive swimmers do *not* behave like that... I should know coz I'm one! (Well, at least on the borderline) It just makes me sick to watch that drama, particularly when they show the swimming scenes... really... make me wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did you know that Donna Karan has a thing for Viggo? Yes, I mean Mr. Mortensen himself... Orlando, watch out! Oh, and Sean too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another DYN is that the Latin word for "left" as in opposite of "right" is sinister? Weird, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm more adapted for hostel life than for home life now you know... I fall sick the moment I get home... that's like twice out of the last 5 times I went home... and I have not fallen sick here at all... maybe it's coz I have all my comforts (and particularly, my comforter i.e. my blanket) here... oh well... gtg cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... was just wondering.. what would someone cosplaying the Eye of Sauron™ look like? Lol... oh and apparently I'm Frodo again. And I'm a SUPER GEEK! (Go to &lt;a href="http://www.innergeek.us"&gt;www.innergeek.us&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110018965500272212?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110018965500272212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110018965500272212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110018965500272212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110018965500272212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/arrgh.html' title='Arrgh!!!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110009943655138919</id><published>2004-11-10T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T23:10:36.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaints.</title><content type='html'>Shall now proceed to rant. People are so annoying nowadays. Just today alone, there was this guy next to me on the MRT train who pulled out his computer and started playing a computer game... it was some racing game... dunno wat it was, but it was a annoying coz first it was bloody noisy (not that it wasn't noisy already -- shall try not to take the train at 7 pm ever again) and second it was hot coz the vent was just next to me... Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this super rude lady who hit (well, it was a cross between a hit and a tap) this Indian guy who was sort of in her way to the empty seat he just vacated with a newspaper... I mean, can't you just ask him to move or say 'excuse me'? Singaporeans... I tell you... I really really don't like Singapore sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are somemore things of course, just that I can't remember them right now... Sigh... Shall come back and rant when I remember them... for now, I just wanna enjoy my cocktail sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110009943655138919?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110009943655138919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110009943655138919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110009943655138919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110009943655138919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/complaints.html' title='Complaints.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8046373.post-110000889874824745</id><published>2004-11-09T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T22:01:38.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>Ugh. My BS 102 is finally over. Biophysical chem my foot. In the end it all boils down to calculations i.e. PHYSICS. 'm afraid I lost about 30 points there though...  sigh. That wouldn't be so bad except that I expect it would put me at or below average.  Double sigh. And all because of a stoopid calculation mistake! *eMJay forgot to convert kJ to J and ended up with a figure that was in the decimal places, but did it &lt;em&gt;ever &lt;/em&gt;occur to her that this figure should NOT have been in the decimal places? Noooo...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, it's OVER!!! W00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. BS 103 is next. Ugh. Organic chem. "Give me liberty, or give me organic chem!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall seriously consider not turning up for next exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*10 seconds pass*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, having seriously considered it, I shall go afterall if I do not want to die, nor not be considered for the INSTEP and the advanced PhD program. Therefore, must study now. Shall look through BS 102 paper *after* the exams and see where I fatally went wrong. Hope same thing will not happen to BS 103.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8046373-110000889874824745?l=suilad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/feeds/110000889874824745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8046373&amp;postID=110000889874824745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110000889874824745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8046373/posts/default/110000889874824745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suilad.blogspot.com/2004/11/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04359051705759431747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
