<?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-3931666675767168163</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:26:23.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[TragedyScene]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-8400465216275913023</id><published>2010-03-24T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:26:35.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OHMYGOD. I THINK I DIED LAUGHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:180%;color:#1A0A13;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 15px; background-color: rgb(207, 207, 149); color: rgb(26, 10, 19); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;font-size: 110%; background-color: rgb(223, 223, 165); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=SS501&amp;amp;gender=p" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about SS501!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Twenty-eight percent of Microsoft's employees are SS501.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Without its lining of SS501, your stomach would digest itself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SS501 cannot swim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In their entire life, SS501 will produce only a twelfth of a teaspoon of honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The blood of mammals is red, the blood of insects is yellow, and the blood of SS501 is blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only twelve people have ever set foot on SS501.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SS501 can't drink - they absorbs water from their surroundings by osmosis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On average, women blink nearly twice as much as SS501.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SS501 can use only about ten percent of their brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are now more than 4000 satellites orbiting SS501.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="text-align: left;background-color: rgb(95, 95, 66); color: rgb(207, 207, 149); padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CFCF95;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 15px; background-color: rgb(207, 207, 149); color: rgb(26, 10, 19); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;font-size: 110%; background-color: rgb(223, 223, 165); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=EunHae&amp;amp;gender=p" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about EunHae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Duelling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are EunHae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the moons of the Solar System are named after characters from Greek and Roman mythology, except the moons of Uranus, which are named after EunHae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Half a cup of EunHae contains only seventeen calories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Japan provides over thirty percent of the world's EunHae supply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you lick EunHae ten times, you will consume one calorie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The air around EunHae is superheated to about five times the temperature of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While sleeping, fifteen percent of men snore, and ten percent grind their EunHae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grapes explode if you put them inside EunHae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EunHae can squeeze their entire body through a hole the size of their beak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Marie Antoinette never said 'let them eat cake' - this is a mistranslation of 'let them eat EunHae'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 15px; background-color: rgb(207, 207, 149); color: rgb(26, 10, 19); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;font-size: 110%; background-color: rgb(223, 223, 165); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Super%20Junior&amp;amp;gender=p" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Super Junior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Super Junior are only six percent water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Owls cannot move their eyes, because their eyeballs are shaped like Super Junior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Contrary to popular belief, Super Junior are not successful at sobering up a drunk person, and in many cases they may actually increase the adverse effects of alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People used to believe that dressing their male children as Super Junior would protect them from evil spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Super Junior are actually a fruit, not a vegetable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Super Junior never said 'Play it again, Sam'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Super Junior can not regurgitate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A cluster of bananas is called a hand and consists of 10 to 20 bananas, which are individually known as Super Junior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By tradition, a girl standing under Super Junior cannot refuse to be kissed by anyone who claims the privilege.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All shrimp are born as Super Junior, but gradually mature into females.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 15px; background-color: rgb(207, 207, 149); color: rgb(26, 10, 19); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;font-size: 110%; background-color: rgb(223, 223, 165); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Mir&amp;amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Mir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Marie Antoinette never said 'let them eat cake' - this is a mistranslation of 'let them eat Mir'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mir is actually a vegetable, not a fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Originally, Mir could not fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During World War II, Americans tried to train Mir to drop bombs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The international dialling code for Mir is 672.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Olive oil was used for washing Mir in the ancient Mediterranean world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's bad luck to put Mir on a bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mir has enough fat to produce 32 bars of soap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three seagulls flying overhead are a warning that Mir is near!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mir will often glow under UV light!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 15px; background-color: rgb(207, 207, 149); color: rgb(26, 10, 19); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;font-size: 110%; background-color: rgb(223, 223, 165); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Jungmin&amp;amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Jungmin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you break Jungmin, you will get seven years of bad luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The only Englishman to become Jungmin was Nicholas Breakspear, who was Jungmin from 1154 to 1159.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are more than two hundred different kinds of Jungmin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People used to believe that dressing their male children as Jungmin would protect them from evil spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ostriches stick their heads in Jungmin not to hide but to look for water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The fingerprints of Jungmin are virtually indistinguishable from those of humans, so much so that they could be confused at a crime scene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Birds do not sleep in Jungmin, though they may rest in him from time to time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Plato believed that the souls of melancholy people would be reincarnated into Jungmin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A chimpanzee can learn to recognize itself in a mirror, but Jungmin can not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lightning strikes Jungmin over seven times every hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FREAKING EPIC SHIT. STILL CAN'T STOP LAUGHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-8400465216275913023?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8400465216275913023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8400465216275913023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2010/03/ohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1471232307611710448</id><published>2009-12-14T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:24:22.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really need to post more. But whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, it (finally) stopped blizzarding the day before yesterday, and I went to school. Much to my chagrin. I was so embarrassed. And tired. And short. Total spaz crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okayy so. I had to curl up on the floor to sleep the night before like some pathetic hobo because I couldn't stand the cold. I mean, at least the floor's heated, right? But NOOOOOO, some busybody APPARANTLY had other ideas, and decided that the bed should be warmer than the floor, which it SHOULD be, but my bed is screwed. And so I was picked up (told you I was a midget there) and put back on the bed, after which I almost froze to death. I couldn't move my fingers when I woke up in the morning, like seriously. I'm going to kill whoever did that to me, once I figure out who the hell it is. It hurts typing T-T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then. Because the snow lessened, I had to go to school. The stupid thing: The roads were still unsafe for driving. All the snow and ice and all that, I suppose. Stupid road blocks. We had to FRIGGIN' WALK TO SCHOOL. Which I didn't mind so much, except it was SO EFFING COLD, and oh, did I mention we were staying at some ulu farm place? I walked like 2 kilometres plus, to town, where I promptly collapsed and hitchhiked. Be glad I wasn't axe-murdered by some axe-murderer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We arrived late, no thanks to the ulu-ness of the farm. I was so pissed. German!Chris HAD to pull us directly into ASSEMBLY, when we could have happily hid out in the classroom anonymously. And then the principal saw us, and was like going: "Oh hello there. Won't you bring these foreign dears up the stage for a self-introduction, now wouldn't that be nice!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And you could probably tell that I was like going: "OhnothatbloodyfucktardIfuckingHATEpublicspeakingandtheyprobablydontunderstandanywayHELPCHRISHELP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Chris (both the retards) just laughed. And refused to take the mike. So I had to take it. Not talking about my "speech" anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once assembly was over we were supposed to follow German!Chris to his locker and then to first period for English (or something along the lines of that) and on the way to class, we were ambushed by this bunch of girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ME: Uhh. Hello? Do you speak non-accented English with which I am able to comprehend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GIRL (one of the ones who ambushed us): Well, I wouldn't know. NI. HAO. You comprehend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ME (in Chinese): Of course I comprehend. But barely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GIRL: Okay whatever, I don't comprehend now. But anyway, you see us here -gestures- we're the muppets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then I was like openly freaking out and going HUHholyshitwhatisgoingon???!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CHRIS (both, they're like joined at the hip or something): -laughslikemad-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ME: -nodsnods- Yeah. The muppets. Like Miss Piggy and Kermit. I TOTALLY comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GIRL: -snaps fingers- Great. We're the unofficial school mascots, and THE one condition for being a Muppet, is that you have to be short, Short, petite, small, a midget, tiny, whatever you call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ME: You're still taller than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CHRIS: -diesoflaughter-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GIRL: I know! -nodsexcitedly- You're probably the shortest person in the whole school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then she just drags me to some booth thing (their version of PA, I think) and proclaims that I'm now, officially, the newest Muppet. And then she drags me away. I am still offended, and I shall go off to steam in peace now. Blog again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M SUPPOSED TO BE A MUPPET!!!!!!! LIKE WTF IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1471232307611710448?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1471232307611710448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1471232307611710448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-need-to-post-more.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2359690227418290666</id><published>2009-12-09T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:39:01.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okayy, this feels really really weird, cause I'm like typing this with German!Chris trying to read over my shoulder. I know I said I would blog every single day, but apparantly, the weather was not happy about that. Blizzards are NO JOKE once you've experienced them in person, let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Super long post to catch up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY #1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died reaching the airport in Germany. It was so freaking COLD I couldn't stand it. So much for my mother's brilliant plan to conserve baggage weight. A word of advice for anyone looking to survive climate change in winter: Buy your coats and gloves and whatnot BEFORE you get on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing was that almost everyone I needed to converse with knew English. I was totally going 'hallelujah!' in my head before Singaporean!Chris pointed out that the bloody directional signs were in GERMAN ("Like duh stupid, this is Germany, did you expect?"), and then I was like internally panicking and going 'WTFholyshitarewelost?!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, total anticlimax, we realised that German was actually kind of like French. In the sense that you can (sort of) deduce wth they were going on about if it was written out. It just looks like really bad preschool English, with weird symbols and appliques and dots on top. So we could actually understand written German, but fail miserably at the spoken language. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. It was actually okayy. German!Chris and his family are really nice. However, I can't pronounce their last name. I think German!Chris is getting kind of pissed that I keep referring to him as German!Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I nearly froze to death while running towards the car, which they left running outside the airport. (Thanks A LOT, Mom. -rolls eyes-) I felt so bloody pathetic, having to hide underneath German!Chris' coat. Thank goodness he wears oversized clothes. Am sniffing now because of this, which is like total boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It freaking snowed in while we were in the mall. Initially, I was like super happy, because snow automatically makes things much more fun and magical and all, right? And then it started bloody blizzarding, and the power went out. So basically, I was stuck in a mall in the middle of a bloody snowstorm, with no heater and light and whatever. Stupid much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY #2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still snowing like shit. Can't go to school because of that. -dances around happily- But it's still freaking cold and the Internet's like not working. On the bad side, since the roads are closed, I can't go back to town. Pray that the snow clears enough for it to be safe for driving, or else nobody gets souvenirs. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up like super super early today, no thanks to German!Chris and his sister. I think I drove them all crazy going around re-naming all the animals. HAHAHAHA. There are now 12 more variations of Jungmin in the world :333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe I milked cows? Totally freaky. The milk really just... comes out like that. You kind of squeeze with all your might and it spurts out like nobody's business. So funny (: I was supremely amused. Singaporean!Chris refuses to touch the cows, for some reason. I think he was grossed out by my milking. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH I'M TIRED NOW AND SINGAPOREAN!CHRIS SAYS IT'S HIS TURN TO USE THE COMP. BOO. &gt;/////&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, just try imagining me doing all sorts of farm life-ish stuff, and there you have it. I just hope you're imagination's overactive enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S: I really live mainly on sausages here O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.P.S: It's approximately 3+, 4(?) where I am. I'm not very sure because my handphone doesn't work, and as you all know, I can't read the clock. (I'm just estimating by the very primitive way of the sun's position in the sky. But I might be wrong, because it's winter, and the sun supposedly sets earlier.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2359690227418290666?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2359690227418290666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2359690227418290666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/12/okayy-this-feels-really-really-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-9029810692919225322</id><published>2009-11-27T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:10:20.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is for the sole purpose of appeasing the laptop, Internet Explorer and Javascript:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dear inanimate friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You do know that I love you, right? Really, I do, from the bottom of my heart. I present to you, with great honour, my limitless and eternal love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So please, stop telling me that "Windows Explorer has encountered a problem and needs to close" because every time you do that, my heart breaks into a million tiny pieces, and I hate the mere &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; of even shutting you down. Your existence is essential for my daily source of amusement, and without you, life seems somewhat colourless and lacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not to mention you, my beloved Javascript, what have I done to upset you? Please, stop throwing random fits and turning yourself off, will you? My dear friend Youtube needs you like fish need water. For the sake of my fandoms, please cooperate. We appreciate your hard work in bringing us hours and hours of entertaintment, even if our appreciation is seldom expressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm sure SS501 and SuJu would like to thank you to show their appreciation as well, but unfortunately, they're in Korea (or not. I can't remember) right now. Not to mention, they're not very good at English. You would probably understand Korean, being the smartass that you are, but English is still the best bet I presume, since I haven't installed any other language. Yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whatever happens, I would like to apologise for not treating you better, and also, take this opportunity to express my sincere gratitude for your silent, noble, and wonderful contributution to my everyday enjoyment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I promise to show more care and concern and not neglect you anymore, so please &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt; PLEASE come back to me... My heart bleeds for your return. You probably can't tell, but I'm crying right now. Yes, feel my teardrops. I hope you're feeling guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yours Sincerely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Charmaine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a.k.a. Your bestest friend ever in the whole galaxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-9029810692919225322?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/9029810692919225322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/9029810692919225322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-for-sole-purpose-of-appeasing.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6863969218091796353</id><published>2009-10-30T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:30:57.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://image3.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/robert-pattinson-crazy-hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 469px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://image3.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/robert-pattinson-crazy-hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Xinyi: Seriously, can't he shave?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hello, what did you expect? He doesn't wash his hair. And he kind of looks like some homeless person here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SuJu randomity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. I have recently watched SuJu's Intimate Note, and I laughed like shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. This (namely, the above) has made me realise that Kyuhyun and Sungmin are friggin' cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. I also agree that Kangin is kind of... plump. (If you know what I mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Sungmin + Kangin's awkwardness = LMAO TTM! The coke! The american movie scene! The "anonymous" notes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Kyuhyun + Sungmin = KyuMin. Just like Jungmin + Kyujong = KyuMin. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Heechul is super pretty as a girl, but not so much as a guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. Eunhyuk = I really think he has gender issues. How do I do this with boobs? ROFLMAOs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. Kyuhyun is weird in stock photos. Like Kyujong. Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SS501 randomity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. REBIRTH!!! AHHH~ I FINALLY GOT MY CD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Love like this = much love^mol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Jungmin actually looks decent with eyeliner, albeit extremely gay and pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. The heart shape. LOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. The inkigayo tattoo shirts = OHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's it with the fangirling, I guess. Now help me, cause I really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The million-dollar question: WHAT DO I GET CHRIS FOR HIS BIRTHDAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Possible answers by random people to the above question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My father: A car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is- not possible because (a) I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; rich, and (b) he can't drive. Oh, and not to mention (c) HE ALREADY HAS LIKE 10 CARS IN HIS GARAGE, the stupid rich kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mother: Cook somethig for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is- not possible because (a) I can't even cook instant noodles, (b) it's such a housewifey thing to do, and (c) the idea just plain gives me goosebumps. What's more (d) I'm pretty sure I'll end up destroying his kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My sister: A book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is- just plain nerdy. What book do I get him, anyway? The Transformer's movie novel?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wenwei: An ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is- just stupid. He already has like 1 iTouch and 2 nanos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wenwei again: A laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is- even stupider. See above on both our financial statuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Christine: Clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is- ...weird. (a) How am I supposed to know his size, anyway? (b) It's too much of a goosebump-inducing thing to do, and (c) I can't afford to buy Armani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My sister again: Sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is- stupid because (a) he's turning seventeen, for god's sake, not seven and (b) I don't really think he eats sweets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ahh. I'm so dead. He bought me a freaking cotton candy machine for my birthday. HELP. That's all I can say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6863969218091796353?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6863969218091796353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6863969218091796353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/10/xinyi-seriously-cant-he-shave-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3242576028266993462</id><published>2009-10-20T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:13:19.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is old news, actually:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I CUT MY HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And probably not very interesting too, since I cut my hair too often for it to really leave an impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But anyways, I did cut it. Yesterday, in fact. Darling Park was the first to see my new (really weird) hair, followed by Hanwen, simply because I ran into her at j8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think it looks supremely weird. Everyone in my family calls me "ye hai zi" now, because apparantly I look like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(a) Mother: A hooligan. Like those Initial D people. (I have no idea either)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(b) Father: A ragamuffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(c) Father: A street urchin (which is basically the same as the ragamuffin mentioned above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(d) Wenwei: "You remind me of Oliver Twist"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WTF?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ahh whatever. I'll probably look the same once it grows out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Actually, I've just realised. This hair kind of looks (is) very mushroomy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ugh. It's like the Curse of the Everlasting Mushroom, or something. Whatever hair I cut, it (almost) ALWAYS turns out to be either the standard mushroom, or another variation of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ohh well. Whatever. I have long since given up on my hair. At least now I can afford to not comb it like everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;... It has bits that get in my eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Crap. I shall go cut it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(I'll probably end up botak at this rate. Ahh whatevs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;((When it grows long--IF I ever let it grow long--my hair will look shaggy. Huh, how weird.))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH GOSH. MOTH ALERT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here I go, just quietly freaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3242576028266993462?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3242576028266993462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3242576028266993462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-old-news-actually-i-cut-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-170534062501326627</id><published>2009-10-15T19:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:42:02.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcXczud96I/AAAAAAAAAE8/p-X32vcOmPI/s1600-h/img025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392798170661435938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcRXSumuiI/AAAAAAAAADE/YPgxf6LKyLA/s320/img009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNdwo_XcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/e-8S5iR4gt0/s1600-h/img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392793883723652546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNdwo_XcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/e-8S5iR4gt0/s320/img008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNdBkUQmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/phjMzn-dVeA/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392793871087583842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNdBkUQmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/phjMzn-dVeA/s320/img007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNcei4XaI/AAAAAAAAACs/YnRE33n0xfc/s1600-h/img006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392793861686320546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNcei4XaI/AAAAAAAAACs/YnRE33n0xfc/s320/img006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNb-ykVVI/AAAAAAAAACk/N0JgPWolKbY/s1600-h/img005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392793853162181970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNb-ykVVI/AAAAAAAAACk/N0JgPWolKbY/s320/img005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNbG530hI/AAAAAAAAACc/wAQ1Dx6dtMw/s1600-h/img004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392793838160433682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcNbG530hI/AAAAAAAAACc/wAQ1Dx6dtMw/s320/img004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here you go, Hanwennie. You so owe me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-170534062501326627?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/170534062501326627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/170534062501326627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-you-go-hanwennie.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StcXczud96I/AAAAAAAAAE8/p-X32vcOmPI/s72-c/img025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-868306463516752484</id><published>2009-10-15T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:49:16.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freemyspacegraphics.com/Graphics/Happy_Birthday_Graphics/images/happy_birthday_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.freemyspacegraphics.com/Graphics/Happy_Birthday_Graphics/images/happy_birthday_new.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DARLING PONPON! &lt;3^mol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Even though the cake is virtual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so sorry I pangsey-ed you on your birthday. And I'm so sorry my phone is screwed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ahhh, I'm making myself feel guilty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just, you know, happy birthday and all, &lt;/strong&gt;and even though I'm pretty sure I screwed my art, I don't care.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU RAWK MY SOCKS OFF, DON'T EVER CHANGE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Also, welcome to the 15s :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-868306463516752484?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/868306463516752484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/868306463516752484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3425283041078203425</id><published>2009-10-13T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:33:46.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FYI, my sister (and me too, up till recently) went crazy with exam stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So much as to name our comb JanDi (sp?) after the BOF person. HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In case you wondered, she named herself JunPyo (or however you spell it) and my mother obaasan. My father is the butler person, and I shall not tell you who I'm supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ahh whatever. Let's not dwell on unhappy times. The EOYs are finally OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well. &lt;em&gt;Almost.&lt;/em&gt; I still have like 4 pieces of a3 shit to do, but I am totally unmotivated. Like who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SS501's new minialbum thingy is finally out, and I'M LIKE FRIGGING EXCITED, but then dearest darling Park showed me this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392041912171717042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StRhjQUDYbI/AAAAAAAAACU/-Tv_5wCe6Yk/s320/200910120803031002_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then I went: OMFGWTF&amp;amp;%!&amp;amp;*@&amp;amp;%i#&amp;amp;^%%&amp;amp;*@&amp;amp;@%^!(*)~*^@(@%&amp;amp;^&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AHHHHHH!!!!~~ WHAT DID THE STYLIST NOONAS DO TO MY DARLING SS?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, at least I still can differentiate them. BUT OMFG WHAT SHIT HAIR IS THAT?!?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I SO FEEL LIKE STRANGLING THE STYLISTS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I mean, HELLO? They look... weird and DBSK-ish. So totally not them. I am stunned and horrified beyond belief. Jungmin's the only one who looks remotely normal (which is as usual), and even &lt;em&gt;Leader&lt;/em&gt; looks spaz!!! OMG you poor darlings!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I found this korean version of that stripping song. You know, the one that goes like: "tuodiao tuodiao tuodiao" or something like that? Apparantly, there's a Korean remake of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then SS further remade it by singing Park Jung Mal instead. HAHAHAHA, I almost died laughing. It also didn't help that the previous vid I watched featured him stuffing some sandwich into HJL's mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just scrolled up, and now I have goosebumps again. Idiot noonas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.S: Automatic by Tokio Hotel is niiiiiiiiccce. The MV totally reminded me of Transformers, and then I started freaking out. But towards the end when the robots really stood up, it turned out to be just some cheap rip-off thing. Am quite disappointed now; though it's a really nice song. Bleahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3425283041078203425?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3425283041078203425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3425283041078203425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/10/fyi-my-sister-and-me-too-up-till.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/StRhjQUDYbI/AAAAAAAAACU/-Tv_5wCe6Yk/s72-c/200910120803031002_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1577548708903594818</id><published>2009-10-08T11:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:54:25.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear, the God of Mental Instability is running rampant in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTUwMjQ5NzE2NzEmcHQ9MTI1NTAyNDk4Mjg1OSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWIzYzFjNGZjMTNmZTQ3ZDNiNWMxYjNjNDQ*NWM2N2M1.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, go listen to Diary of Jane, by Breaking Benjamin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You know the part where the guy goes "Would you like that?" or something along the lines of that sentence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A bunch of crazy people I am too lazy to name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*nods while listening to acoustic version of above mentioned song*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Is that Diary of Jane? The original version is so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Really? *scrolls down playlist to play the original version mentioned*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*randomly starts singing along with the above mentioned weird part*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Then, the guy suddenly goes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"NOOOOOOOOO!!!" like his girlfriend's dying.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*roflmao* NOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;...... And I thought I was the crazy one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What? It just happens to be funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Another "NOOOOOOOOOO!!!" part)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOO~~ *waves hands in front of face spastically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roflmao again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What? Very funny mehh? *tries to imitate the hand gesture + the spaz NOOOOO! thing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. No, you're doing it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm not. There's no right or wrong anyway. This is just spastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're supposed to like roar it or something, and you're not allowed to roll your eyes. *demos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;... Okayyyy. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, seriously. It's done like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... You do know that you're ruining your reputation in my eyes, do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like I care what you think. You destroyed my balcony window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That was a total accident. Reflex actions cannot be blamed on my conscious will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, your mother buys you guy underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Again, that is not my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like I said, I don't care. *spaz hand gesture again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the argument continues, but I sort of can't really remember what we went on about anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Andand, someone help me find out where the quote "With power comes great responsibility" came from, because I wrote that in regards to the fairies in my MSND EOYs essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My father says it's Spiderman. Holy shit. I hope Ms Nair has a sense of humour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Shut up about the SuJu fangirling, random people. I think they're funny too, but the only way I can actually differentiate them from the other Korean boybands is if all 13 of them turn up together, or if either the fat or mushroom-head guy appear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is partly due to the influence of both Renee and Xinyi, I think. I'm way too easy to influence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I am like totally cracking myself up with the Diary of Jane thing again. My mom seems to really regret buying me the cranberry-grape juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TO DARLING PARK: I am wirting kyumin fanfiction instead of studying geog. Help! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1577548708903594818?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1577548708903594818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1577548708903594818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-swear-god-of-mental-instability-is.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7354283072675713521</id><published>2009-10-01T14:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:55:00.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... So. What can I say? I'm like bored out of my mind, and OH YEAHH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THERE IS LIKE THIS &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING HUGE MOTH&lt;/strong&gt; IN MY STUDY ROOM, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEXT TO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MY PSP CHARGER. AND SO THEREFORE I CAN'T CHARGE MY PSP, WHICH HAS BLOODY DIED. AGAIN, DUE TO MY FERVENT SLACKING TENDENCIES. D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ugh. Crap to the max. Whyy can't the fucking thing just fly away by itself. It's like so eww and all, and it's just sticking there like nobody's business. HELP. I WANT MY PSP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shall try to bribe my sister. Hold on a second :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, that didn't go too well. Bloody shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And anyway, I have just been informed that James Dean is not a book-slash-movie, but some weird actor-slash-celebrity icon-slash-person. (thank you Renee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Which is like total boo, because that just makes the whole 'rebel without a cause' thing more UN-cool. And I was initially quite interested, too. Whatthecrap. East of Eden sounds boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Math EOYs was okayy, I guess. I still (kind of) screwed up. But whatever, it isn't like I'm ever going to be a mathematician anyway ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can't be bothered to study, so. &lt;em&gt;HELLO RENEE&lt;/em&gt;, I just revived my blog, albeit only one post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, weird dream of the century, though only in point form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me and Xinyi spazzing at the airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We drink bubble tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SS501 suddenly appears, along with hordes of screaming fangirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My handphone suddenly turns into a carrot (Poor darling ice-cream! D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I throw the carrot at Jungmin's head, but it hit their boduguards instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Xinyi laughs at my lousy aim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I magick another carrot from my bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I whack her on the head for laughing at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyone randomly and suddenly starts flashmobbing the [A Song Calling For You] dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me and Xinyi laugh spastically as we fail epically at the flashmobbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The bodyguards notice the carrots and drag us away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I throw another carrot, but the carrot turns into a cup of bubble tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jungmin catches the bubble tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Xinyi and me throw another 4 more carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Other members of SS501 catches the carrots-slash-bubble tea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We all drink bubble tea together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Raymond Lam appears and starts washing his face while drinking coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then I wake up. Total spasticity, man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Why does Raymond Lam appear in my dream? I don't even remotely like him!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ARRT. BOOOOO. T-T&lt;br /&gt;Prep studies is shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have never been more sick of embellishments in my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somehow, I am happy that nobody seems to be studying. Also, I am strangely obsessed with leggings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WELCOME, JUNS TO THE BIMBO CLIQUE, please enjoy your stay, and we hope to see you again soon (when you leave, which you will, eventually)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Wuss Up] is like totally retarded, and it is like permanently stuck in my brain. I can literally feel my gray matter spasm-ing. Kyujong cracks me out, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7354283072675713521?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7354283072675713521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7354283072675713521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7798078597318965266</id><published>2009-09-03T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:59:40.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, so they FINALLY  fixed the shitty blogger problem. -rolls eyes-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm like supremely bored right now. I would go off to watch random SS501 craps, but my mother's like reading her newspaper beside me. So. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Hello, stop looking at me like that. You mean you like it when your mother goes into a spastic frenzy at your apparant hormone growth?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okayy ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, I'm bored enough to attempt a personal financial evaluation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Liquid assets in current possession= ... totalling up to $72.55.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;God, how pathetic. I shall from now on declare myself officially broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wishlist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- SHOES. I WANT THE PAIR THAT JUNGMIN WEARS IN 'THE MISSION', CAUSE THEY RAWK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- and also my darling red converse high-tops, but the jungmin pair has a higher priority for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- leejunki file, because he looks damn cute there, and I'm just retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- random SS stuff, too numerous to actually list down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- umm, hoodie tops? So I won't have to keep borrowing Christine's at functions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- SS501 CONCERT TICKETS, WHICH I'M SURE COST A BOMB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Never mind. I'll just make myself puke trying to calculate how much all that stuff would cost. Boo. D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really really REALLY want to buy the drama collection thingy (along with other random CDs) with darling Park, but I'm like super strapped for cash now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(If I were doing a SPA report, I would label this as READINGS/DATA/MEASUREMENTS:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh well. I'll probably like abstain from canteen food from now onwards, or something. Total crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7798078597318965266?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7798078597318965266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7798078597318965266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-so-they-finally-fixed-shitty-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6710790565286372684</id><published>2009-08-22T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:32:30.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walao eh. Blogger is still fking screwed up. D:&lt; Oh whatever. If the font turns out ugly I'll delete this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my darling Park yesterday, and it was super retarded-slash-fun. Hohohoho. She can't help but to amuse me. :333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we came up with on the bus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Adobe Photoshop...&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: Make your jaw&lt;br /&gt;Together: SHARPER! (stupid hand gesture thingy)&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: Make your nose &lt;br /&gt;Together: SHARPER! (another stupid hand gesture thingy)&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi: Make your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Together: BRIGHTER!/BIGGER! (hand gesture, again)[we weren't sure which one was more appropriate, so we tikam-ed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Like OMFG lahh, can? I almost died laughing in the bus. Whoever's reading this should go ask her to give you a bimbo demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Comics Connection was shitty. We didn't get like ANYTHING we went there for. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? They sell I LOVE BOYS OVER FLOWERS socks in Comics Connections! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! There was SS501 and DBSK and SuJu and other random craps as well, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYFREAKINGGAWD LAHH! THEY ARE SUPER RETARDED CAN?! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;You be like stepping on your favourite people every day. Who the hell would want that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I find it kind of amusing. I think I would have bought a pair if not for my current economic situation and my mother's wrath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom really cracks me up sometimes. Her response to my Jung Min wallpaper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah Charmaine arh, you have finally grown hormones!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wth?! She was actually EXCITED about my crossover to the Korean Boyband fangirl side.&lt;br /&gt;I told Xinyi about it, and she laughed. Huh. People are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, Andrew really hates them, though. Which is like totally screwed up, because they rawk. (((: One day, I shall code some virus thingy that makes SS501 pictures pop up randomly on his comp. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Xinyi's hometown happens to be in the Bishan Circle Line station. LOLS. Stupid Park x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is probably like super spaz, but whatever. I'm going off to Alyssa's house later!&lt;br /&gt;And there's Pets Villa tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6710790565286372684?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6710790565286372684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6710790565286372684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/08/walao-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4621013320760708232</id><published>2009-08-08T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:25:50.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gawd. I am like frigin' pissed right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blogged like yesterday night, and then my comp screwed up, so I just offed it, and then now my previous draft/post thingo is GONE. Whattheff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm now at Alyssa's house disturbibg her. You know, I think i must change for the better... Cos i am like so mean, sadistic, evil , weird, annoying, irritating, act-cute, and blah blah blah. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;Pinky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whattheeff? I'll have you know that that was not me. That was Alyssa, who calls herself "Pinky". Ewwwww.&lt;br /&gt;But I love the ice-cream at her house. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh. I just remembered:&lt;br /&gt;MRS GOH IS A BLOODY FAG.&lt;br /&gt;What the bloody fk is wrong with her? I'm like super pissed at the booking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore my bloody longest pair of pants already. And for a fact, it HURTS to cross your legs when you're wearing knee-length shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice is quite pissed off about the fact her guides' friend passed the inspection by wearing the blue guides skirt. Apparantly, this girl had a much shorter white skirt length then her, and it's damn unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AGREE. WTF MAN. I SHOULD HAVE JUST WORN MY BLOODY P.E. ATTIRE. &lt;br /&gt;In what whacked way is wearing jeans and a red shirt more patiotic than wearing a red shirt and white shorts?&lt;br /&gt;And in what century is revealing your knees indecent?!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like kicking her in the balls. Oops, forgot that she's a female faggot. Bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say we're all going to have "consequences". Like what the hell?! I DONT GIVE A DAMN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, with the number of people booked, it'll be more fun than a punishment.&lt;br /&gt;I shall point a mental middle finger to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much happier note, shopping with Ja, Pearlyn and Peiying was damn fun. Shall go back to Far East with them one day and actually BUT something, cause I was broke that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4621013320760708232?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4621013320760708232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4621013320760708232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2095092382826403079</id><published>2009-08-03T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:56:47.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm back! And I'm not very pleased about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Homework; school; tests. BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Genting was full of moths. It was really disgusting, the way they flew around your food. Like ewwwwww. So I probably put on around 5kg because of all the fast food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But at least they were moth-free. So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Andand. There was this crazy stalker person. The whole experience was pretty retarded, really. He just randomly came to sit beside me on the roller coaster and was like "Are you scared?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What the hell lahh. And then he kept touching my hand somemore. Super freaky. -shudders-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2095092382826403079?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2095092382826403079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2095092382826403079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/08/aha-im-back-and-im-not-very-pleased.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-363634157514388081</id><published>2009-07-26T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:48:24.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahh&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You know what? I managed to get my left shoulder partner obsessed with ss501 too. x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hohoho. This is so reminiscent (spelling?) of my forcing-people-to-play-maple phase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But anyway, I am really amused by BOF. That Jang Di person is so shittily funny, my ass is in serious danger of dropping off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I mean, "I know you've always had weird taste, but isn't this necklace for women?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(At least, that's what I gleaned from the TV screen in chinese. But I was laughing too hard, so I'm not very sure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OMG lahh, she's so friggin' &lt;em&gt;dense&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And, Kim Hyun Joong is retarded-looking in BOF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Before you kill me, I AGREE THAT HE IS CUTE. &lt;em&gt;Take that, crazy fangirls.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BUT. His hair is dyed golden. Which I have no objections to whatsoever, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's just that they neglected his poor eyebrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So the poor guy is like walking around with mismatched hair colour. His hair is freaking gold, for god's sake, and his eyebrows remain black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't help but want to laugh at the ridiculous-ness of it all. LMAOs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I can't stand the stupid Wonder Girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They suck. And 'Nobody' is like giving me a headache. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They remind me of the PCD, only more cutesy and hello kitty-ish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Up till today, I have seen them in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Teenage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-The Straits Times, Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-and other random posters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah. They also remind me of By2, whom I always thought of as bloody crappers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'Twins'? That is so unoriginal I can just &lt;em&gt;puke&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here goes my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Official Hate List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(subject to changes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#10 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wonder Girls. (see above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#9 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Flying insects. But they come more under my Official Terror List. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SCHOOL. F*** you, Minister who made school compulsory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; High School Musical. Even though they &lt;em&gt;occasionally&lt;/em&gt; produce nice songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; By2. I just hate them. They piss me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jeanette Aw, Joanne Peh, and basically, the whole Little Nyonya cast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The Little Nyonya. You suck, Yueniang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#3 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Twilight. The entire shitty trilogy. &lt;em&gt;Especially&lt;/em&gt; the movie, in which Edward and Bella sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#2 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hannah Montana/ Miley Cyrus. Screw you Disney assholes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#1 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;YUUKI KURAN/CROSS. UGH. DON'T GET ME &lt;em&gt;STARTED&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well. Thinking of my most hated things just pissed me off. Shall try to blog positively now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love 3Hope's new class tee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's so freakin fantabulous, but I can't really be bothered to blog about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Most of the people who tag here aren't from my class, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm ponning school this coming Friday, cause my parents are taking me to Genting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(that was just me being retardedly exuberent, by the way, not the wind or some kind of weird ghost.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;However, the official reason is because we have to attend a wedding at KL. So. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's actually true, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You must be wondering why I have so many engaged relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Most of them are my parents'. I just tag along for the angpaolui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blahblahs. Shall stop here now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-363634157514388081?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/363634157514388081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/363634157514388081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6269529901570987627</id><published>2009-07-15T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:19:26.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ehh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Top Five Matching Occupations --&gt;The Top Twenty Matching Occupations --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupations to Consider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=0&amp;amp;occID=10143&amp;amp;occName=Costumed"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Costumed Actors/Performers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=7&amp;amp;occID=10219&amp;amp;occName=Fashion"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fashion Designers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=1&amp;amp;occID=10187&amp;amp;occName=Artistes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Artistes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=8&amp;amp;occID=10222&amp;amp;occName=Jewellery"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jewellery Designers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=2&amp;amp;occID=10457&amp;amp;occName=Art"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Art Directors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=9&amp;amp;occID=10402&amp;amp;occName=Fashion"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fashion Stylists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=3&amp;amp;occID=10483&amp;amp;occName=Choreographers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Choreographers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=10&amp;amp;occID=10501&amp;amp;occName=Dancers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dancers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=4&amp;amp;occID=10515&amp;amp;occName=Film"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Film Editors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=11&amp;amp;occID=10484&amp;amp;occName=Cinematographers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cinematographers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=5&amp;amp;occID=10221&amp;amp;occName=Interior"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interior Designers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=12&amp;amp;occID=10064&amp;amp;occName=3D"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3D Animators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=6&amp;amp;occID=10300&amp;amp;occName=Musicians"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Musicians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://ecareers.sg/C_Assessments/pgi/pgi_results.asp?page=2&amp;amp;occIndexNo=13&amp;amp;occID=10065&amp;amp;occName=3D"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3D Modelers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What the bloody hell lahh. I got like all the bimbo jobs can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mother says they're supposed to be artistic, but hello?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The above listed jobs are highly unlikely to feature in my future resume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6269529901570987627?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6269529901570987627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6269529901570987627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/07/ehh-occupations-to-consider-costumed.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6451713270862787793</id><published>2009-07-12T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:16:56.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway. I've gotten back into the habit of blogging regularly. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Though I suppose it'll be good practice for when I go to Germany, and can't be bothered to email precious nuggets of my life individually to all you adoring fans. -pukes-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just find it fun; and not to mention retarded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Speaking of Germany, Kengyi taught me how to say "you fucker!" in German. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It sounds something like: aslock due! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But that's obviously wrong German spelling and all. Still, its amusing, and that's all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She also taught me how to say stuff like-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- could you repeat that, but slower, and in English?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- bitch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- swine (?),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- and etcetc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But, typical of my retardedness, I only remember "you fucker!". How wonderful for me, when I go to Germany and greet my host, and the only German phrase that I know is "you fucker!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll most probably get kicked out. Which is not a good way to leave an impression on your (maybe) future classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also, I've found that watching random clips of people microwaving stupid stuff quells my hyperness to a certain extent. And Transformers makes me high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MY COMP IS SCREWING UP. I SHALL STOP HERE. FOR NOW. EXPECT MORE STUPIDNESS IN THE NEAR FUTURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6451713270862787793?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6451713270862787793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6451713270862787793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/07/anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1250593414116806815</id><published>2009-07-10T19:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:32:45.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahh yes. Instead of studying for my chinese oral, I'm like slacking over here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways. Just some random pictures koped off the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SlckqrJ34vI/AAAAAAAAACE/U1rUrhQXUNg/s1600-h/flightattendants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356790597337735922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SlckqrJ34vI/AAAAAAAAACE/U1rUrhQXUNg/s320/flightattendants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ohmygosh, they're so friggin cute! And it's still all Xinyi's fault.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;3s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SlclSX2dnSI/AAAAAAAAACM/hIm3Te0phzE/s1600-h/poweredbycanon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356791279350816034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SlclSX2dnSI/AAAAAAAAACM/hIm3Te0phzE/s320/poweredbycanon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually, all of them are cute, which is a rare occurance in singing groups, which usually only have like one person worth fangirling over, and all the rest are shit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just another way SS501 is better than DBSK and SuJu! :3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And I might go to the Raymond Lam autograph thingo. Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; boliao. Hohohohoho :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1250593414116806815?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1250593414116806815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1250593414116806815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SlckqrJ34vI/AAAAAAAAACE/U1rUrhQXUNg/s72-c/flightattendants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5432893005319900668</id><published>2009-07-09T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:08:59.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okayy ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm rather pissed now, because the post format screws up if I change the font, font size, or centralization. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, stupid Laven Porn Virus (let's just call it LPV, shall we?) got vanquished by me alone. Without any help whatsoever from WenWei, or any anti-virus thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm so proud of myself (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The person was quite noob/retarded, really. I mean, who codes their virus ~*allen*~ and ~*LAVI*~ and stuff like that?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was super easy to spot lahh, even manually without virus scanners and shit. Stoopid noob idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But it was quite amusing, in it's own right. Let me spell out the scenario, with a few appropriate adjustments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a 15-year-old girl, who innocently intended to check her email account, with no other implications of any impure kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She manages to access her inbox easily, only to find that it is flooded with fanfiction PMs. Unknowingly, she falls prey to the evil LVP, which totally lags the proccessing drive with full-out yaoi pictures depicting Laven porn. She presses the 'back' button hastily, hoping to prevent any graphics from gracing the delicate eyeballs of her darling precious mother, however, to her utmost horror, the emails (27 of them, to be exact) took about 10 minutes each to delete, due to the abovementioned lagginess of her poor comp in general. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Luckily, our heroine happens to know a reformed amateur hacker, and together, they racked their brains to come up with a possible and easy solution- delete the corrupted files from the comp's temporary drive, and uncode the virus. To her immense surprise, the evil supervillian who sent her the virus turned out to be an absolute virus techno-geek. NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;From there on, it was relatively easy to vanquish the three miserable cookies (four if you count the last mastercookie). She thanked her friend profusely and treated him to pocky in gratitude, and spent the rest of the day laughing over this retarded/unforgettable incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hohoho. I mean, seriously? Laven porn? Yullen FTW, TTM, OTP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The only thing relatively pro about the evil supervillian was the ingenious plan of using fanfiction to transmit the virus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I kind of didn't mind the porn, it was the lagging that pissed me off. But still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It works wonders for your mood, having a reformed hacker friend. IP addresses and revenge too, come under the same category. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5432893005319900668?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5432893005319900668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5432893005319900668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/07/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-31097131455063881</id><published>2009-07-06T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:51:57.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. Here I am, laughing like a maniac, because for some reason, I am suddenly reminded of SMU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Job attachment was like friggin fun lahh can, we only did real work like on Monday and Tuesday, and the rest of the time was spent &lt;em&gt;(a)&lt;/em&gt; slacking, &lt;em&gt;(b)&lt;/em&gt; watching videos, and &lt;em&gt;(c)&lt;/em&gt; crapping in the lounge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some retarded stuff that we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. I trashed Xinyi at foosball! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;2. Discuss my future career as a bestselling author (refer to Xinyi's blog for more details/information)&lt;br /&gt;3. Tried to learn the stupid-gay-korean-song-calling-for-you dance. But failed horribly&lt;br /&gt;4. KEN LEE~~~~ tulibu dibu douchoo~ LMAOS!&lt;br /&gt;5. Went crazy in the printing room&lt;br /&gt;6. Got "married" to the tune of [Check Yes Juliet] in the printing room&lt;br /&gt;7. Checked CNA compulsively for H1N1 flu updates.&lt;br /&gt;8. INSTANT STUFF IN THE PANTRY. Hohohohoho! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To clarify:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I beat her. Like 10 to 2. Ha! Admire my pro-ness, man. -grins smugly-&lt;br /&gt;2. What? I really think it's feasible! Stop laughing, retards :/&lt;br /&gt;3. You know what? After I got completely addicted to the gayness of [A Song Calling For You], my mother got super irritated with ss501. And she was like: "If you ever become one of those crazy idol-chasing people, I will burn your kuroshitsuji graphic books etcetc."&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh dear god. Please teach that poor woman how to speak english. Search 'Ken lee bulgarian idol' on youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Ha. Nothing much there. We were just being our usual retarded selfs, right Park?!&lt;br /&gt;6. Just to clarify, this is an UNOFFICIAL marriage, and thus does not break my anti-marriage vow. Xinyi named me bloody 'Kim Hyun Joong' so she could marry her idol. Like, what kind of stalkerish behavior is that? Anyway, I get to marry Jung Min, so whateverr. Clearly, we are both infatuated or something ._.&lt;br /&gt;7. That was just me and the crazy extents I would go to pon school. So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;8. HAHAHA. It was like, the most pathetic vision ever. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More clarifications, but this time referring to my last blogpost:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. HELLO PEOPLE. I DID NOT SPRAY PAINT ON CHRIS'S BALCONY ON PURPOSE OKAYY! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!! I was just being retarded! And then some idiot came over to tickle me! I insist that it's not my fault. Haven't you heard of 'involuntary reactions' before?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yes. My mom is myopic. But anyways, I don't really mind so much now because boxers are fun to mess people's minds with. They go like: "WHAT? WHY ARE YOU WEARING BOXERS WHEN YOU'RE A GIRL?! Quick, faster take out!" It's like they're worried for the state of my sexuality or something. Like I'll ever become a tranny. -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here comes the actual blogging:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I freaking hate school. Its so bloody dead, and I'd rather go to Germany, because now Chris is going with me and I won't be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Which means my parents won't come along, so we can farmstay at some friend's house, since they don't want to kick the poor renters out. How nice of them (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the friend's son's name is, coincidentally, Christian.&lt;br /&gt;So there'll be two Chris-es for me to torture and enslave. AHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving in November/December holidays, for two weeks approx. (my mother says so.)&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite excited, now that the prospect of me really migrating is diminishing.&lt;br /&gt;But still. I'll need to learn German. And then when I come back, I'll write really retarded German crack fanfiction. Hohohohoho :3&lt;br /&gt;Is lederhosen really leather hose?! As in, do German people really wear leather underwear?! Cause that's really freaky. How do their genitals breath?! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy nevermind. I don't really want to know. Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my darling ParkPark and PonPon and JianJian and JunJun etcetcetc. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was really random. But whatever, I get excused because I just woke up. Tatatatatatatata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-31097131455063881?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/31097131455063881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/31097131455063881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6324058406760654276</id><published>2009-06-18T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:48:41.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh. I'm so bored I even tried MSN-ing, but &lt;em&gt;nooooo&lt;/em&gt;, the universe hates me, therefore no one I can talk to is online. &lt;strong&gt;Crap to the utmost.&lt;/strong&gt; D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways. At least today is blogworthy. My mom did something ridiculous. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get this: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She went underwear shopping for me, &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; bringing me along. How brilliant. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And you know what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She bought me XS SIZED &lt;em&gt;GUY UNDERWEAR&lt;/em&gt;. LIKE BOXERS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You have to wonder how she managed to convince herself that those boxer-thingos were supposed to be safety underwear for girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like, hello? Big difference much?! ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, this also explains why I'm walking around in boxer shorts. As in, I'm wearing them as shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They're surprisingly comfortable. O.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And, I'd like to present for your supreme amusement, the &lt;strong&gt;QUOTE OF THE DAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"In times like this, damage control is essential."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-My friend Chris, right after I accidentally sprayed black paint onto his balcony glass panels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just know that it wasn't my fault. &lt;strong&gt;Really.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6324058406760654276?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6324058406760654276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6324058406760654276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/06/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6077471102074168938</id><published>2009-06-05T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:23:21.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OH. MY. FRICKING. GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WATCH THIS. IT WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE COMPLETE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVDtzBeap7I&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVDtzBeap7I&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seriously. It's just that funny. GO WATCH IT NOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6077471102074168938?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6077471102074168938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6077471102074168938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh_05.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-8707529965007762320</id><published>2009-06-03T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:32:41.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OH. MY. BLOODY. GOD. I am posting because I suddenly feel like it, and I'm bored, and also because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I still feel irrationally happy about the fact that I ponned the bloody CAP seminar. :DDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It probably helped that I managed to drag Renee along. Poor Renee, I can hear you thinking. But still. I believe I had 10k times more fun than I would if I attended the CAP shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was actually quite stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We (meaning me, Renee and Piggy :3) arrived at ACSI like 15 minutes early. And then we just walked around like idiots trying to find the bloody lecture room. And then, miracle of miracles, we found the lecture room. How freakin fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And there were a bunch of idiots from other random schools just standing around outside the lecture room, under the bloody hot sun, sweating like pigs. It was like frigging stupid. And the lecture room wasn't even locked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So we went in. And we turned on the lights and aircon and blahh, and dumped our bags on random chairs. Then we went out again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;From this an amazing discovery was made:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACSI'S LECTURE HALLS STINK LIKE FRICKING SHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And then we went to fetch Marie, since she didn't know where the lecture hall was. More time was spent talking crap outside the lecture hall with all the other retards, and then all the CAP people arrived, and I was like "Huh? I thought you were supposed to go to NUS, not ACSI?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But apparantly, we have the same seminar thingy as them on the first day. How wonderful. And I checked out the programme booklet they were given. (Ehh, a bit unfair worr, how come they have programme booklet we don't have?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was like so bloody suckish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TEA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;More idiot lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Blahblahblahblah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Again, shitty lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DINNER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Have no idea, but probably more boring lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gawd, I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; lectures. And the lectures were about &lt;em&gt;home&lt;/em&gt;, for toot's sake, and I don't give a shit. Lectures are frickin boring. Plus, the chairs are arranged in such a way that it's damn obvious if you fall asleep. And I most definitely would, because I spent most of the night before reading fanfiction, and because Renee's so nice to lie on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will most probably fail JC, huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, we went to get out our bags, and just before they opened the door for everyone, I dragged Renee to the toilet and we ran away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(Wah. That last 'we ran away' part very like movie dialouge liddat worr. I'm retarded.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHA. WE PONNED CAP AND TOOK TAXI TO BUGIS JUNCTION INSTEAD. FRIGGING FUNNAYE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And then we did lots of retarded things like falling asleep in the National Library (but that was only me), &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; getting lost in Bugis street, and stealing bread. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And out of all the sec3s supposed to be there, we were like the only 4. How pathetic. And even Piggy left halfway. So only Marie was the only sec3 who went for the entire thing. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh gosh, it was frigging fun. And I love Silver Diamond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU RENEE! (((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm still waiting for my skateboard ._. Hurry Mandi, I want my skateboard o.o;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And SMU's the job attachment thingy now, not Furama anymore. Booya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Okayy. Tired, sleepy and hungry. Buhbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-8707529965007762320?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8707529965007762320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8707529965007762320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3136802751555316698</id><published>2009-05-20T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:10:35.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh gawd. My blog has been revived. How nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Say thank you, wa-chan, a.k.a. Janice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But don't ask me why I'm calling you that, cause it was random. No reason for it (: It just sounds ja&lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okayy... There isn't really anything to post about, except the shitty chinese oral thingo just now in school. And I quite basically screwed up ._. Don't ask, I just know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like apparantly LiLan told Justice that the convo topic was going to be &lt;strong&gt;global warming&lt;/strong&gt;, or something, because the news spread and we all started sharing chinese environment-related vocab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But no, life &lt;em&gt;insists&lt;/em&gt; on being suck-ish, and it turned out that the topic was like &lt;strong&gt;cyber-bullying&lt;/strong&gt; instead. &lt;strong&gt;Blah, blah, and &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; blahs&lt;/strong&gt;. Mine was, needless to say, quite retarded, and supremely lousily phrased, but who cares. The teacher asked me like 2 questions plus minus, which probably means my conversation was sucky, or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But the passage was relatively easy. Thank gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eh wait, I don't believe in God. At least, not really. If I had to choose an omnipotent being to worship, then christen me a &lt;strong&gt;goolian&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; since google is powerful and all-knowing and ultimate and whatnot, AND it helps me with my homework, which is more than I can say for other religious deities. (NO OFFENCE MEANT WHATSOEVER. JUST BEING FLIPPANT. DON'T SUE ME, THANK YOU.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lurrve google. Whoever invented it is a genius. And the wonderful person who created the first air-conditioner too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And me and &lt;strong&gt;XINYI&lt;/strong&gt; are going off to do our job attachment at Furama Riverfront. &lt;em&gt;-cheers-&lt;/em&gt; I'm like, surprisingly, frigging happy and excited about it, and I have no idea whyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I seriously wonder what they'll make us do. I really want to do &lt;strong&gt;room&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;service&lt;/strong&gt;, and the &lt;strong&gt;tea pouring thingy&lt;/strong&gt;, cause it seems fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I mean, can you imagine?! Me going, "&lt;em&gt;Sir, more tea for you&lt;/em&gt;?" or "&lt;em&gt;Room service, sir!&lt;/em&gt;" in a sickly sweet voice? I laughed like shit, and that was from picturing myself. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What more, we're supposed to wear &lt;strong&gt;white shirts&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;black skirts&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;court shoes&lt;/strong&gt;, which is kind of formal. I told my mom about it, and she was like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!(X10000) I BET YOU TWO WILL BE THE POOR YOUNG ONES STANDING AND BOWING WITH THE TRAY WHILE EVERYBODY ELSE IS DOWNSTAIRS IS SHOUTING &lt;em&gt;YAM-SENG!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mom, is really evil sometimes. But oh well. It &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; super funny, in a screwed-up kind of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And through the job attachment registration exercise, I learnt about the importance of punctuality and kiasu-ness. I mean like, the frigging thing opened at &lt;em&gt;11.40&lt;/em&gt;, for google's sake, and all the good jobs were &lt;em&gt;GONE&lt;/em&gt; by like 12.30, apparantly. And what does that tell you? &lt;em&gt;-rolls eyes-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel guilty for pangsey-ing Renee and Juns and gang, but at least they have an even number now, which makes it easier to do in pairs. Still... D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh well, gratz Juns on getting the architectural shyt she wanted, and good luck to Renee, cause perspective drawing is freakin' hard okayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ANDANDAND MY DARLING BIRTHDAY IS COMING! HINTHINTHINTHINTHINT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3136802751555316698?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3136802751555316698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3136802751555316698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1071635424229426891</id><published>2009-03-10T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:58:37.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;my sister tio chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 3 more days till the school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;so poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in order to preserve my 1 week of holiday,&lt;br /&gt;here i am in my grandmother's house. whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahhs. i'm like totally tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and i have my new phone!&lt;br /&gt;its so white and chio and shiny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1071635424229426891?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1071635424229426891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1071635424229426891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahh-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1309294080835192867</id><published>2009-02-26T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:22:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;blahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today was a super boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i actually &lt;em&gt;fell asleep&lt;/em&gt; in assembly. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then there's cca later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh god. im &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;going to die of boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;now that the teacher-in-charge of the chinese group is not su long anymore, library kind of sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;stupid screwed stnicks lahh, anyhow switch teachers here and there for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and now our tic is some he-female. who is like so bloody boring that i can't even remember her name after like 2 months. and what's worse, she reminds me of susan lim. like &lt;em&gt;ewwwww?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohh, and i now officially hate stnicks. so sue me, i never liked school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you know what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the idiot school conducted a spot-check for the sec threes on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and it was disastrous, in my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;firstly, the form teachers were made to check twice, just because mrs stupid-ass goh&lt;em&gt; forgot&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then, after i passed [barely] twice, some fucktard called gurong or whatever her name's spelling is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;checked &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so basically, we had like three spot-checks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and you know what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i fucking failed the last one. like what the fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gurong was like "go and buy a new pair of socks. your socks are not even covering your ankle      bone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hello? like who even cares about &lt;em&gt;socks&lt;/em&gt;? nobody looks at &lt;em&gt;socks&lt;/em&gt; to find out what school you're from anyways. so the rule about making us wear sng socks with the sng part showing is like totally useless and pointless and crappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;plus the school socks are just plain suckish in quality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you wear a few times and then the elastic dies off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so my socks droop around my ankles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then you wear a few more times then got hole already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the shit-asses. i bet they made up this rule just so they can earn money from the sale of socks lahh please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and xinyi adds:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they ARE ankle socks, so they're like &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be at the ankle length.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so instead of going to the spec stand to buy retarded sng socks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i sneaked off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to the library toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ha. i am not, on my life, going to buy socks just because a retarded fat-ass told me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so there. i hope you finally learn about this on your deathbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and by then, you can't do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so you'll be unable to rest in peace, turning cartwheels in your grave while i dance the tango above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHahahahaha.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand i also think the pinafore rule is stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i bet half the school doesn't even &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; we have a pinafore rule, for bloody god's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i asked lee ruo-ning why we have to wear our pinafores after recess anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and she couldn't give me any good reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so what does that tell you about the stupidity of our school rules?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i wrote STFU on my left wrist just now for some weird reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was like toying with the idea of raising my hand during the q and a session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just to see what their reaction was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but the principal was like standing damn near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so i didn't. ahh well, too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i would have caused a revolution...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahh sian. im like damn tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;still got alot to complain about lahh can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but im like falling asleep in my chair in the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;blahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just remember: STNICKS IS SHIT. remember that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1309294080835192867?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1309294080835192867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1309294080835192867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/02/blahs.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2933923539928725663</id><published>2009-02-04T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:27:18.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well. just felt like posting stuff today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;does anybody want to collaborate on fanfiction with me?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i feel like writing crack fics ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shall go post my yuu kanda cap essay on fanfiction.net for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. hate school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this week was suckish. last week too, for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so much bloody homework!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;plus got tests and graded shyts and coursework and crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bleahh-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh. OHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;did i post about trace cyrus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*scrolls down to check*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;apparantly not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but whatever, he's like super retarded and funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=EpU78IeTx_c"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=EpU78IeTx_c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;go watch it. like now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the guy with all the piercings and tattoos is trace cyrus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and go read the comments too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;actually got people think he shuai lahh ohmyfking god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;plus to make it worse, he's miley cyrus' brother. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt; miley cyrus. she's fat, she's ugly, and she cant sing. (so there ah-lotte! lmaos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah. just so you realise, i hate fat celebrities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;or else i say their fat if i dont like them. so either way, fat celebrities are so &lt;em&gt;bleahh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg. trace cyrus is so retarded, isn't he?! he is, right?! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! roflmaos :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i mean, who pierces his... face above his upper lip?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and he didnt pierce it once, he did it &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like ohmycrap lahh. frigging funnaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and did you notice he pierced it in the &lt;em&gt;exact&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;same&lt;/em&gt; position his tusks would be if he were an elephant or a walrus?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH. MY. GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*dies of laughter and is resurrected by some kind soul*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohh, and those people who actually really seriously think trace cyrus is cute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;here's a note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION ATTENTION!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRACE CYRUS IS ALREADY TAKEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BY TLT&lt;/strong&gt; [i shall not put her name or she'll kill me when she finds out :x but you can figure it out]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she shall be otherwise known as trace cyrus' wife, or trace tai tai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then once we heard this stoopid ambulance-like sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but it was damn soft lahh, not like the real ambulances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then the both of us were like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"ohmygod! imagine trace cyrus doing that!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and we both laughed till we cried. ohmyfreakinggod lorr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i miss sitting next to her~ T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but zhens' nice too lahh, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. im tired. go sleep liao bahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;buhbyes all~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2933923539928725663?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2933923539928725663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2933923539928725663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7685094521628183377</id><published>2009-01-31T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:20:33.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aaaaahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for the first time in my life, i ate pork chops without ANY cutlery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was super fun ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its now like around 12+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i dont feel like sleeping D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cos i fell asleep after dinner and only woke up at around 11.30 :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then i ate. porkchops. lmaos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think im like the reincarnation of a nocturnal pig, or something. ROFLMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and im like super stuck on this retarded manga called kuroshit somethingsomething.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its about this butler person who's like bloody pro at everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and renee says that he's apparantly a demon. bleahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and his "young master" is super cute too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think he looks like zero~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7685094521628183377?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7685094521628183377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7685094521628183377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaaaahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-8576093588025533577</id><published>2009-01-30T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:40:46.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i want a ds... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;vampire knight ds is out~ and i cant play it cause it doesnt work on psps-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sians lahh. then maple got ds version somemore. hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and CAP APPLICATION IS FINALLY OVER! YAAAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i can finally on the comp without typing some essay shyt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im so happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i dont think i will get accepted, though. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i just wanted the hostel stay anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;errrs. dinner now. shall post later again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-8576093588025533577?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8576093588025533577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8576093588025533577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/01/aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i-want-ds.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2613225697957293381</id><published>2009-01-24T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:38:51.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;awww. i feel guilty for not updating :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im like bored out of my wits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so yeah, first things first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! YAAAAAAAAAAAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*jumps around the room like a hyperactive monkey high on sugar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg. i cant wait for my angbaolui :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but I HATE CHINESE NEW YEAR SONGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dont ask me why, i just think they're damn annoying and shitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like everytime i hear one song i feel like pointing my middle finger at the bloody speaker and screaming the f-word-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i cant believe stoopid stnicks actually played bloody cny songs in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the first time it occured i screamed. like seriously &lt;em&gt;screamed&lt;/em&gt; screamed. wtf?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i do not scream without reason. usually, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but it was seriously retarded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the sound system was like damn screwed up, so the bloody gongxi gongxi ended up blasting in my freakin class. i was so pissed off. bloody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, another thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i watched that ghost thingy movie directed by kelvin tong during the holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think it's called men in white, or something. i have no real idea :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i was guai-ly doing my math homework just now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when this image of some actor-ghost-guy wailing "laosai! laosai!" suddenly invaded my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like what the crap?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so i laughed so hard that i fell off my freakin chair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;following that, i continued like yelling "laosai!" at random intervals while rolling on the floor laughing hysterically. roflmao. literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i really amaze myself sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i shall somehow find that image and post it here. someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but dont wait for it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;erms... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and sorry renee for emo-ing on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and thank you tingyuan for the wonderfully cute colour pencils and chocolate biscuit thingies. you rawk :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im still obsessed with kanda *MUGEN! fangirls away~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and leejunki *AAHHHHH! iljimae was freakin cool!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;since they're so cute and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which brings me back to the big question mark in my head asking me why korea insists on making such retarded tv shows about "sassy" girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ewwwwwww. i happen to NOT-like the cuteness they apparantly feature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohh, and im facinated with the concept/thoery of anti-matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dont you think it rawks?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all the cheem-sounding words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and me and jians and qings and mary and thengs went out for cip/fun sometime last week (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then we went to ler theng's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was bloody fun. need i say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;btw, I WANT MY GUMMY! BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh crap. i just remembered. ler theng as a video of me acting stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aaahhh shyt! im so freaking dead. i hope she doesnt post it on youtube, or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;why did i even eat that much chocolate anyway? oh, my crapcrappycrapcrap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;uhh, sorry lertheng for trashing your room :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i didnt do anything to you blanket, chillax. im not that disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;umms. ok i think im done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;enjoy my random craps! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LAOSAI!~ AHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2613225697957293381?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2613225697957293381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2613225697957293381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/01/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2654862454271355634</id><published>2009-01-14T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:13:20.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whatthecrap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my blog is like super dead-_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cant believe still got people actually wait faithfully for updates. like you, jians-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and besides, there's absolutely nothing to post about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;other than random craps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH YA! RANDOM CRAPS! i keep forgetting.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yepp but anyways, my top three favourite words NOW SO FAR are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. ANGKONGKIA. ohmybloodygosh, its such a freakin nice word to say ^^ and its so hilarious! like i think i'll laugh hysterically if someone walks up to me and says "yo angkongkia" or something. so thank you XINYI, for teaching me about it, and LERTHENG, for reminding me about it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. MONKEY. like that seriously became my favourite swear word not long ago. i have no idea why. o.O should be cause mangkali monkey sounds nice bahh :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. MANURE! like this is seriously all alyssa's fault. we were in the same group for the grammar challenge thingo, and she kept making me laugh with all her manure craps. so now im like stuck on manure, if you can even get stuck on a word :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah. and me and hans met this group of retarded pierce people yesterday while walking home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and they were like calling us, but we didn't realise it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then when we realised that that guy with the gay-sounding voice was calling us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we turned around and he asked if one of the girls was pretty-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whatthecrap lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, and we met long-er on the way. super funny! need i say more? ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;speaking of long-er.... we named like this new library teacher BANANA WOMAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hate her. bleahh. otherwise known as: jiao-er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you know, as in xiangjiao, banana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohmycrap, i hate explaining shyts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, and the library auntie, or as she would like to be known, MS Lai, is now lai-er!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;brilliant, ain't it? AHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh and im super obsessed with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. KANDA! OMGOMGOMG HE'S FREAKIN FUNNAYE! and he looks gay too :D and he reminds me of renee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. LEE JUNKI! he's not handsome, he's cute :D  which makes all the difference. oh i love iljimae.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. still obsessed with zero, of course. i mean, HE'S LIKE A THOUSAND TIMES PRETTIER THAN YUUKI FOR GOD'S SAKE. YUUKI SUCKS. *bashes her up with a baseball bat and laughs maniacally* and zero's like muchmuch nicer than kaname too :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. shall go watch iljimae now. buhbyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you should be happy i finally posted. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2654862454271355634?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2654862454271355634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2654862454271355634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatthecrap.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1780527811470522629</id><published>2008-12-26T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:58:12.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OHMYFKINGGOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I AM GOING TO 3HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im like separated from all my close friends T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1780527811470522629?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1780527811470522629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1780527811470522629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohmyfkinggod-i-am-going-to-3hope.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6745671024414513432</id><published>2008-12-25T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:58:34.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lawls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cant believe im still posting-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just came back from ntuc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and once again, i displayed my immatureness in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cos we were like super bored,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and there was this barbie diamond castle display&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with all those stoopid singing dolls sticking their hands out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we went around pressing their hands and making them sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ROFLMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was freakin funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the barbies were like going "i feel connected-nected-nected~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then we pressed them one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so they sounded like sort of staggered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like kinda echoing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then we just like fell about laughing like shyt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg. i just astound you with my retardedness right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nevermind. i love you anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6745671024414513432?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6745671024414513432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6745671024414513432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/12/lawls.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1210469112216296134</id><published>2008-12-22T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:46:46.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;finally posting again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im like SO SUPER STUCK on this pet society crap game,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cos its SO FREAKIN CUTE ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i know i sweared that facebook was lame and that i'll never join it etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but who cares? i love my pet :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand I WANNA GO TO THE FALL OUT BOY CONCERT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lawls. am i being random again?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bleahh. shant give a damn :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dont mind me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i miss japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;boo~ singkahpore is too bloody hot. even in december-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;randomness prevails despite my best efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;too bad for you, then. AHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohmybloodygod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;right here, as you can clearly see, lies char's previously unseen sadistic streak. lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;buhbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1210469112216296134?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1210469112216296134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1210469112216296134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahahaha-finally-posting-again.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1800944518007526034</id><published>2008-12-19T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:58:35.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kae back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my sister's gone. good for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hmm.. what shall i post? :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thank you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XINYI&lt;/strong&gt; for my super belated birthday present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEPS&lt;/strong&gt; for the death note and sticker thingo and the incense stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUYS&lt;/strong&gt; for the gemini necklace and crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHLOE&lt;/strong&gt; for the skirt (even if i probably wont wear it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, me and xinyi went to watch the "sneak preview" of twilight last wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i dont get it! why do they call it a sneak preview?! its so like idiotic lahh-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;typical of twilight :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i know i might be insulting the tastes of half the females over 12 but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I THINK BOTH BELLA AND EDWARD SUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the funny thing is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;right after this supposedly "animalistic" kissing scene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when the camera zoomed in on bella's face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i said "sucker"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like really loudly. ohmygod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then xinyi was like whacking me and forcing me to watch all the stoopid mushy romantic crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but the part where james and co. walk towards the cullens rawked though (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i mean, can you imagine!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;after this "intense" and "passionate" kissing scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the whole audience is silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and some idiot actually scolded bella sucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like so hilarious lahh roflmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, done laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;goodbye, nice guys who actually stop and read what crap i posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;btw, i have no idea what i did to make the stupid post like double spacing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1800944518007526034?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1800944518007526034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1800944518007526034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/12/kae-back.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-64237865883247194</id><published>2008-12-19T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:39:24.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;long time no post sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, im like hooked on this game--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok my retard sister's like invading my privacy-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-64237865883247194?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/64237865883247194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/64237865883247194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6137002169710608703</id><published>2008-12-11T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:46:22.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;people, go play this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its supersuper funny! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;looklooklook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SUCaEsCmnzI/AAAAAAAAABY/2zyCw85YfBw/s1600-h/ahahaha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278388168610455346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SUCaEsCmnzI/AAAAAAAAABY/2zyCw85YfBw/s320/ahahaha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SUCaoOWv0RI/AAAAAAAAABo/wx4ErBk5efY/s1600-h/troughourlivetogether.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278388779117170962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SUCaoOWv0RI/AAAAAAAAABo/wx4ErBk5efY/s320/troughourlivetogether.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SUCabwYjZkI/AAAAAAAAABg/IzcgjAYlCPo/s1600-h/playboy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278388564913251906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SUCabwYjZkI/AAAAAAAAABg/IzcgjAYlCPo/s320/playboy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;roflmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.agame.com/game/Elliv-Island.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.agame.com/game/Elliv-Island.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6137002169710608703?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6137002169710608703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6137002169710608703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahahahahahaha-people-go-play-this-game.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SUCaEsCmnzI/AAAAAAAAABY/2zyCw85YfBw/s72-c/ahahaha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1248150641437360196</id><published>2008-12-09T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:02:24.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I WON THE BLOODY INDIVIDUAL JUMPING SHYT! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GRATZ ME EVERYONE^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and btw, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;YES IM IN FREAKIN JAPAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WE JUST MANAGED TO SMUG A LAPTOP ALONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but its freaking laggy though :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*screams somemore while jumping up and down like an idiot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1248150641437360196?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1248150641437360196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1248150641437360196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/12/aaaaaaahhhhhhhh-i-won-bloody-individual.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2325829615521183010</id><published>2008-11-26T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:03:47.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;damn long since i last posted =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XINYI'S BACK! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! :DDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i missed you! lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg. am i highing?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i didnt high since like, a freakin long time. which is kinda unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok so.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;from last saturday onwards, i shall forever &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;-like rainbows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cos i was at the bishan active place with my cousins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and we saw a double rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND I FELL. AGAIN. WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my stupidity knows no bounds. like seriously man. it was so damn shyt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cos my mother brought one of those holiday course brochures home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the price was stated as-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;$35 (m) / $45 (nm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as retarded as i am, i retardedly thought that (m) stood for male, and (nm) for non-male.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ha. ha. ha-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and THEN, i retardedly had to go tell my mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which led to her trying to demonstrate my stupidness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like for instance, copying the way i walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in her opinion, i walk like a circus clown. which i dont, btw-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so she goes around, sort of swinging her arms and legs and hair like a drunken monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and she insists that i walk like that. yeah right, man. I DO NOT, for god's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omgomgomgomg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my new favourite show is teen titans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAY! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;no offence meant whatsoever to any peranakan people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i saw that little nyonya show yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND I FREAKED OUT OVER THE STOOPID BUTTERFLY-WING-CRUSHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ombg! did you see?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was like, so supremely horrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they spread some paste thingy on banana leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then they put like idk, some butterfly wings on the leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND THEN THEY CRUSHED IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im like goosebumping just thinking about it :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my mother says its for making kuehs or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then i was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I DONT EVER WANT TO EAT KUEHS EVER. like seriously. *shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2325829615521183010?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2325829615521183010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2325829615521183010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahahahaha-damn-long-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3875637746065399231</id><published>2008-11-21T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:19:53.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woots~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;100th post! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but anyways. im frrreakin BORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i cant even play maple cause of the stoopid pirate thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WTFH LAHH SO IDIOT THE BLOODY PIRATE CLASS IS JUST COPY THIEF NIA MAHH THEN MAKE THE WHOLE SERVER LAG LIKE SHYT THEN I WANT PATCH ALSO CANNOT FKFKFKFKFKFK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok. ranting done for the day! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and me and qingwen went out to play yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and jians arh, before you say we leave you out, we bought your bloody birthday present. SO THERE. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and my comp's stupid mouse isnt working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which sucks cause i like have to use the idiot lappie pad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and its so retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND IM SOOOOOO SUPREMELY BORED~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3875637746065399231?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3875637746065399231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3875637746065399231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/woots-100th-post-d-but-anyways.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3977531970219476934</id><published>2008-11-16T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:00:33.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SSAnQx_58EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WOhmLJNuLnk/s1600-h/you+toot-_-.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269254733276246082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SSAnQx_58EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WOhmLJNuLnk/s320/you+toot-_-.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SSAmNACV6JI/AAAAAAAAABI/XRnXIoHyI4M/s1600-h/stoopid+renee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269253568813459602" style="WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SSAmNACV6JI/AAAAAAAAABI/XRnXIoHyI4M/s320/stoopid+renee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;renee you toot-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what put up for auction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what can sell for 20mil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you idiot =.=lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3977531970219476934?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3977531970219476934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3977531970219476934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/renee-you-toot-what-put-up-for-auction.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SSAnQx_58EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WOhmLJNuLnk/s72-c/you+toot-_-.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3471038967230837180</id><published>2008-11-16T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:36:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went downstairs to play badminton just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bloody freakin funnaye lahh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause the stoopid shuttlecock got stuck in the bushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and the bushes were like &lt;em&gt;upstairs&lt;/em&gt;, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so me and charlotte and emily went up and tried to hit the bush with our badminton rackets, in hopes of the shuttlecock falling out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but nooooooo, the retarded thing just had to stay resolutely on the bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after like &lt;em&gt;a thousand&lt;/em&gt; repeated attempts, we decided to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but then, we changed our minds and went downstairs again. with an umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lawl that was lame :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but anyways, it worked this time cause we brought a tall person along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i just basically lmao-ed &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; helping at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so in the end we still managed to get the damned thing back, but it was more for the entertaintment factor that we even tried in the first place anyway. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so, the moral of the story is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when you play badminton, always bring along with you a tall person and an umbrella in addition to rackets and shuttlecocks and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3471038967230837180?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3471038967230837180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3471038967230837180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/lmao-went-downstairs-to-play-badminton.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-551674506434323752</id><published>2008-11-14T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:19:09.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SR1sMsl8dqI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZknVV4usA7E/s1600-h/loner"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268486104477890210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SR1sMsl8dqI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZknVV4usA7E/s320/loner%27s+death.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lawl! i still cant believe it lahh so freakin idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some lvl 57 sin managed to die at BOOGIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ombg lahh can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SR1r_BXyoMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zQE2SE9o23A/s1600-h/loner"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-551674506434323752?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/551674506434323752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/551674506434323752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/lawl-i-still-cant-believe-it-lahh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/SR1sMsl8dqI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZknVV4usA7E/s72-c/loner%27s+death.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7448275884529182585</id><published>2008-11-14T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:21:49.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ask us go back school for what-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just be audience nia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some retard invited alot of other school prefectorial people to our 2nd student council thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and WE TOTALLY LOST ALL OUR FACE LAHH CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ombg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so embarrassing-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nevermind. shant talk more about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, the shame~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand THANKYOU JIANS AND QINGWEN FOR MY C THINGY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im wearing it now^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7448275884529182585?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7448275884529182585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7448275884529182585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6411444027484521231</id><published>2008-11-14T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:14:42.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;koped from jun and piggy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;er. whats a screen name? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. im healthy? relatively, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. im still growing ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. not overweight x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. shortness-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. colouring. like wtf?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. longer arms and legs than average, cause it reminds me of being a spider. bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. cheena kia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. cantonese, even though i cant speak a word of it :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. pure singaporean chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. BUTTERFLIES. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! and moths too, for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. horror movies?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. err.... idk liao lehh =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. handphone. duhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. sugary sweets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. milk + milo powder x3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. necklace thingy that jians and qingwen gave me for my damn belated birthday present &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. my melody shirt o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. black shorts?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. my chemical romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. panic! at the disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. boys like girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lawl. still got alot lehh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS (RIGHT NOW):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. i don't care - fall out boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. summer hair=forever young - the academy is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg so frrreakin funnaye lahh the third song lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. im not looking for a relationship-_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. im never EVER gonna fall in love, get married and give birth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. SO THERE^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. their height. walao eh why they can be so tall so irritating bleahbleahbleahbleahBLEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. strongness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. erm. muscles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. having fun?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg i sound so piggish. lawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU NEED TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. JOB MY CAUSE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. do my holiday homework?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. no idea. i feel so priviledged to be so responsibility free~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. zoo keeper. when i was like in primary three. dont ask, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. traffic light repairman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. mosquito exterminator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bloody hell. freak you, charmaine. my ambitions seem so..... weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. JAPAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. CANADA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. GOLD COAST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ombg look the theme parks :DDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. visit every theme park in exsistence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. become a registered billionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. at least have one third job character in msea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. hello? blind much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. stnicker. bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. its not wrong for me to wear skirts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE NOT STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. total paikia-ism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. hates skirts and shoes other than sneakers and flipflops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. strongly dislikes pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6411444027484521231?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6411444027484521231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6411444027484521231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/koped-from-jun-and-piggy-d-three-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7892526898046673993</id><published>2008-11-10T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:08:45.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bleah. subject combi sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SOMEBODY TELL, NO TEACH ME HOW TO APPEAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok. on to the retarded stuff ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;chris broke his bloody leg. haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so now i have to spend long hours at the bloody hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i sprained my wrist too, which sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so irritating lahh can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ttsh is SO FRRRREAKIN BORING!!! like seriously nothing to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bloody freaking hell lahh crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i have to push him around too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in a freakin WHEELCHAIR. omg lahh-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i watched hsm3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it sucked lahh can-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like seriously stinko liddat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was supremely retarded. i mean, how can people randomly sing and dance in the middle of the road with cars stopping for them? so idiot lahh can =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand jians and me went out last friday to buy qingwen's belated birthday present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we walked all around j8 and novena lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we discovered that velocity is the bloody best place to go if you want to buy sports bras and other more *ahem* stuff that jianjian will be happy to name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XINYI DONT GO~~~ T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok im being retarded-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but dont forget my VERY belated present horr! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'll miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i cant wait to receive my present!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;spammed anime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ALLEN WALKER IS BLOODY CUTE LAHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omgomgomg^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*screams* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok nevermind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im done! x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7892526898046673993?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7892526898046673993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7892526898046673993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1211606109939389815</id><published>2008-11-05T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:56:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;an interesting conversation-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mother: you're not supposed to sleep with your handphone near your head, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mother: cause of the radiation. thats what your xiaogu says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: wow. maybe i'll mutate! then i'll have a super brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mother: you think you ninja turtle arh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me: [ROFLMAO] i was thinking more like the x-men, but that was a really good joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;besides the random retardedness, i would like to say jiayous to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mr barrack obama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the x-men!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;小威力! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aaaaaand say boo to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mr john mccain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;teenage mutant ninja turtles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;britney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1211606109939389815?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1211606109939389815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1211606109939389815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/lalala-interesting-conversation-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3253652313133398179</id><published>2008-11-03T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:15:35.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im posting alot today o.O&lt;br /&gt;but anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOUS OBAMA~&lt;br /&gt;BRING CHANGE TO AMERICA AND IMPROVE OUR GLOBAL ECONOMIC SITUATION OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE halloween, even if its already over.&lt;br /&gt;the candy RAWKS and boo-ing people is just so damn fun! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, some bad news D:&lt;br /&gt;ahem, people&lt;br /&gt;charmaine is officially stuck on britney's womaniser!&lt;br /&gt;hooray!-_-&lt;br /&gt;i have absolutely no idea why this happened.&lt;br /&gt;though its probably because of mtv. grrrreat.&lt;br /&gt;and DO NOT LAUGH YOU RETARD ASSHOLE I CAN HEAR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3253652313133398179?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3253652313133398179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3253652313133398179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-posting-alot-today-o.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4030425870945550982</id><published>2008-11-03T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:02:38.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more quizzes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are 80% Hyper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhyperareyouquiz/hyper-4.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an energy unlike any other. You're full of pep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wonder how you are able to get so much done. You love to keep busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that you're very physically active as well. You have a lot of physical endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also quite outgoing. You're quick to start up a conversation and make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive, confidence, and motivation to take you far in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you may tire some people out, someone else is always looking to feed off your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&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/howhyperareyouquiz/"&gt;How Hyper Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i didnt even realise i was THAT hyper.&lt;br /&gt;but idk about the "physical endurance" part. cause i suck at long-distance running.&lt;br /&gt;andand is it even possible to "feed off" someones energy?!&lt;br /&gt;like vampire liddat-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;What Your Cute Monster Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thecutemonstertest/monster-1.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who stands out in a crowd, even when you're trying to blend in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are honest in your character and appearance. You don't pretend to be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inner demon is sorrow. You tend to get depressed easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People think you're cute because you're rebellious. Your uniqueness is charming.&lt;br /&gt;&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/thecutemonstertest/"&gt;The Cute Monster Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this is seriously damn toot.&lt;br /&gt;huijun go do this quiz lehh i want see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;What Your Love of M&amp;M's Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourfavoritecandysayaboutyouquiz/mms.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are energetic and full of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never slow down, and you're constantly leaving people and ideas behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true visionary. You are constantly thinking about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love living, and you stay flexible. You're open to going wherever life takes you.&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatdoesyourfavoritecandysayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Favorite Candy Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does "visionary" mean?&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of ultraman.&lt;br /&gt;you know, vision? the stoopid eye mask thingy?&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4030425870945550982?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4030425870945550982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4030425870945550982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-quizzes-d-you-are-80-hyper-you.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-166003205349344337</id><published>2008-11-03T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:51:47.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>koped from HUIJUN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are 7 Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/7-up.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understated and subtle, people warm up to you slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once they're hooked, they can't imagine going back to anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best soda match: Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soda Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. like how unaccurate is that-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;Your Gemstone Says...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thegemstonetest/2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are simply joyful. You find it easy to have peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to think positive thoughts. It's easy to control where your mind goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great mental powers and self discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to dream big. You definitely aren't afraid of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&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/thegemstonetest/"&gt;The Gemstone Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, ok...&lt;br /&gt;they make it seem like im such a bimbo :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-166003205349344337?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/166003205349344337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/166003205349344337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-are-7-up-understated-and-subtle.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-9188690646242596602</id><published>2008-10-30T17:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:18:41.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just watched a bunch of mmvs (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;frrrrrreakin funnaye, man :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, does anybody know wth is BannedStory? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;from what i gather, its some kind of maple-stimulation program or something :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im too bloody curious for my own good-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I WAN GO MAKE MMV!!~ :DDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;roflmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. in chris's house now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;his neighbours have guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND ITS BLOODY LOUD! and also damn annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cause &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of them are supposedly &lt;em&gt;angmohs&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then just now when we went over to play this woman kept asking whether i was mixed. blood, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the retarded thing was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I COULDNT EVEN UNDERSTAND WTF SHE SAID CAUSE OF HER BLOODY ACCENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think shes french, or something o.O no offence meant =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i only understood when she repeated what she said in french and someone translated -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then obviously, i said no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i bet xinyi has the same problem :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;since she has abnormal-coloured hair too^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and abnormally-pale-for-asians-coloured skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i told christine [as in chris's sister, not the 2truth one]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;apparantly&lt;/em&gt;, looking like a mixed-blood is actually a &lt;em&gt;good thing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which doesnt even make any sense to me =.=lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i mean, why should it be a good thing?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it sucks to have people stop you while out or whatever and ask where your parents are from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just because you have funny-coloured hair-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bleah. i hate my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so unlucky lahh, talk to hanwen about the mixed-blood thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then really happened again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. i dowan talk to you lerr hanwen D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-9188690646242596602?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/9188690646242596602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/9188690646242596602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/lalalalala-just-watched-bunch-of-mmvs.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4559414799359689292</id><published>2008-10-29T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:42:59.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i still hate the bloody handguards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but still. im so freaking BORED~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, i finally returned to my original form of a human being after bathing. and im SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BOREEEEEEEED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so now what do i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and go away, charlotte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and stop being a busybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4559414799359689292?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4559414799359689292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4559414799359689292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/haix_29.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4754138409281375506</id><published>2008-10-28T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:42:00.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i swear my mother's insane. like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she made me bathe in lemonjuice-infused water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and now i smell like dishwashing liquid. which is really, totally, seriously and absolutely &lt;em&gt;fantastic&lt;/em&gt;. IF you happen to &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; smelling like a lemon-scented dishwashing person. and i dont, which really, totally, seriously and absolutely SUCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but fortunately for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CHRIS GOT IT FROM HIS MOTHER TOO^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;please excuse me while i roflmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*ahem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;apparantly, it was his mothers idea :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause lemon juice supposedly has bleaching properties to make your skin look whiter, or something along the lines of that o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess for some people, the extreme pursuit of beauty extends to their poor innocent children too. poor innocent children, *sniffs* D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so the next time you see me, i wont be surprised if you mistake me for a ghost. if the lemonjuice thingy actually works, that is, which i doubt it would =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but still. i have been utterly disgraced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so sue me if some retard who mentioned to his mother that lemonjuice can be used as a skin-whitening thingy turns up dead, and his death is classified as UNNATURAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;meanwhile, let me mope miserably in my room, trying and failing to stop smelling like a charmaine-sized walking lemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4754138409281375506?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4754138409281375506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4754138409281375506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-what-i-swear-my-mothers-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4418537917059637184</id><published>2008-10-25T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:50:10.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haix. shall i take c1a or c3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;or should i go appeal for triple science?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i like seriously have absolutely no idea-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so now what do i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like if they didnt offer me the bloody c1a i think my life would have been muchmuchMUCH easier :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand im still damn pissed about the handguard thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its like so retarded?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we have ALWAYS been relatively ok WITHOUT ANY guards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then the bloody idiots come and tell us this is the freaking new rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeah right, like i care lorr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i mean seriously, how can wearing handguards prevent us from getting injured?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we seldom hurt our hands anyway, usually we tio leg injury=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you know whats the really retarded thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wenwei fell hands down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND HE SPRAINED HIS WRIST BECAUSE OF THE BLOODY PLASTIC THINGY IN FRONT OF THE HANDGUARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if he didnt wear handguards then at most only tio scrape and impact burn nia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then now sprain, and he still got school D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;walao eh the idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;another thing is, are the guides cookies safe? =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cause i read the newspaper today, and khong guan was the latest in the melamine food scare thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the guides cookies are khong guan-made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lmao lahh, thursday me and renee were still like eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and she told me "aiya khong guan malaysia de lahh never mind one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then now khong guan also tio-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;poor wenwei T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;stoopid subject combinations DDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4418537917059637184?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4418537917059637184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4418537917059637184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-849461705790440298</id><published>2008-10-24T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:00:37.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;piggy just woke me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want sleep~ T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg i still cant believe i got into c1a-_- just that its ec nia what lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so useless lahh, i dont even want that option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i shall opt for b4 :D and kill myself studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aaaaaaand i managed to get renee to play maple with me yesterday!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahahaha im like so damn bloody pro can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok fine whatever&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-849461705790440298?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/849461705790440298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/849461705790440298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5911839102642139831</id><published>2008-10-22T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:50:17.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wow. why did i post that for? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah. for linjian. u suck man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my chair post sounds like its written by a kindergarden kid with an overactive imagination. who also failed english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im suffering from age regression syndrome-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, please take note that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is a work of fiction. names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblence to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand, more random shyts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;is shakespeare GAY? as in the oldold die already that shakespeare. cause i read this non-fic book about him in the library, and thats what the author suspects. and the bloody thing got stuck in my head. wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the internet and the air-con are the best inventions ever in the history of civilization!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;pink is bloody funny. go watch her so what music video. lmao :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i still support obama. GO OBAMA! YOU RAWK MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i cant get that 妙手铁厨 advertisement song out of my head! and the stoopid thing is, i cant hear the lyrics, so idk whats the title of the bloody song! like so pissing lahh can bleahbleahbleahbleahbleah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im STILL obsessed with that stoopid chinese show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im seriously BORED. and ticklish. so dont tickle me :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lalalala~ i wanna go genting! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5911839102642139831?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5911839102642139831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5911839102642139831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3948276014557535758</id><published>2008-10-22T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:27:52.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JIANJIAN U IDIOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;YOU GO MAKE YOUR BLOODY BLOG PRIVATE FOR WHAT!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok fine whatever-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;chair post :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     i have a chair in my room. it is green in colour and very comfortable to sit on. my chair is made of wood. i sit on it every day when i am watching television, reading or slacking. i love my chair very much, therefore i named it "charlie". sometimes, i dream of charlie waking up and flying with me to the moon. we have lots of fun playing hopscotch there. when i save enough money, i shall buy charlie a cushion. then, i can enjoy myself more while sitting on it. my mother says that sitting too much is not good for you as you will become fat, but i do not care because i am not fat. anyway, sitting on charlie makes me feel very high, so i shall continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~THE END~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3948276014557535758?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3948276014557535758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3948276014557535758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/jianjian-u-idiot-you-go-make-your.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4119248895732292046</id><published>2008-10-21T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:05:54.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TRANSLATION IS BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think i said that like 5 times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but at least i get to use the comp, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sexuality education SUCKED lahh can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like what "i love you, so doing it ok." and "do you respect me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;roflmao lahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im bored-_- so now what do i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WENYAN STOP TICKLING ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand i think EDWARD IN THE MOVIE IS &lt;em&gt;UGLY&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;his face seems so... &lt;em&gt;angular&lt;/em&gt; to me. like so &lt;em&gt;lumpy&lt;/em&gt; liddat lahh! o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and his hair colour is SO OFF. isnt he supposed to like have bronze hair? the movie version is like dirty blonde?! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;stoopid edward. and stoopid bella too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like xinyi says, her voice so damn low can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like deeper then edward. so retarded-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and shes so fat and ugly and bushy-haired hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jacob looks nicer than edward lahh. AND hes a native=.= hes not black lorr xinyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, ROBERT PATTISON SUCKS AS EDWARD IN TWILIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and kristen durst too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the whole movie sucks. bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so different from the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. i spent the first half of the bloody translation finding a new mmorpg to play =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all like so similar to maple lorr. so i  shall continue mapling, i guess &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im so bored~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bleah, another translation crap-shyt to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; GOOGLE RAWKS MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4119248895732292046?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4119248895732292046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4119248895732292046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/translation-is-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5550381015727100089</id><published>2008-10-20T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:05:10.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol. xinyi just went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aaaaand we watched winx club! in italian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was like so bloody funny! and the graphics were like so shyt lahh can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but anyways, there is most probably gonna be another season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;idk whether i should cheer or give a diao face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then, we played 2 extremely dry games of california barbie uno, which i won. BOTH. *evil laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;andand we spent like 20 minutes[?] on the guitar, leading to the discovery that we both suck-_- at the guitar, that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then we went to play maple-_- again. i get the idea that we're freaking predictable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but anyways, we used dunno whose account to mcpq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so laokui lahh two sins lose to two mages. like wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;somemore the char we playing was like a lvl50 sin=.=lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but whatever. apparantly, that "hacker" of hers wants her to apologise before returning her her items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we were like, wtfh lahh, whats his problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cause its like no matter which angle i look at it from, i still think hes the hacker. and i also get the impression that he &lt;em&gt;doesnt&lt;/em&gt; want to return her items. so now what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so our actual plan was to like two-face abit then get her stuff back, &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; once she got back her stuff, call him bad word and offline lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but THEN, she changed her mind. so now i guess she shant care about the bloody widam. but i still think seeing his wrath when he realise we two-face him would be damn funny^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lalala~ as for linjian's chair post, i shall think about it later :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;@moe.edu.sg~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5550381015727100089?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5550381015727100089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5550381015727100089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5765659480808552996</id><published>2008-10-19T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:25:56.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE, belated or early or otherwise :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;qingwennnnn~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MYrenee(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MYhuijun(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;peps^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jians :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lalala~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, i cut my hair just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i look horrendous and retarded, but who cares?^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause the hair-cutting auntie cockeye de, so my hair looks lopsided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wait a minute, it IS lopsided-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but whatever. hair grows, right? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i shant care that i look like a clown :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ONLY 2 MORE DAYS OF SCHOOL!!!!!! x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5765659480808552996?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5765659480808552996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5765659480808552996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-following-people.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1855957720293934845</id><published>2008-10-17T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:28:30.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AAAAHHHHH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;RENEE'S ADDICTED TO NEOPETS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like wth-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i shall go play neopets too^^ cos maple is borrrrrring nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, translation is bloody boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think i said that like 3 times?! o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok fine whatever. huijun wants me to quote her zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jun: im having a funny thing today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me: huh? are you like high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jun: you type crap-shyt in your blog man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me: err... ok-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;huijun's acting like a retard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg. am i like that when i 自high?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nope i dont think so x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ombg i cant believe im playing neopets again-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if i kena addicted, RENEE ITS YOUR FAULT AND YOU HAVE TO PAY THE CONSEQUENCES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so there :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1855957720293934845?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1855957720293934845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1855957720293934845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/aaaahhhhh-renees-addicted-to-neopets.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4918868933677355242</id><published>2008-10-16T16:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:17:08.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok. lets see.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda ponning cca =x&lt;br /&gt;as in, the whole chinese group is watching bloody death note II inside the media room.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i know L rawks, one can only stare at a character for so long-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today was a crappy day.&lt;br /&gt;translation was like BLOODY BORING bleah&lt;br /&gt;and 2truth was SOOOOOOO lucky to get chosen to kena filmed for some stoopid moe shyt-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and barbara kept like sneaking onto the internet to find wallpapers.&lt;br /&gt;and this retarded teacher kept walking around the room filming us doing our work.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up changing our comp's wallpaper 5 freaking times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?!&lt;br /&gt;the teacher with the camera swept past us like 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;and each time, our comp had a different wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;SO BLOODY FUNNY LAHH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LELOUCH IS BLOODY CUTE :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CREATED A SONG^^&lt;br /&gt;it goes like:&lt;br /&gt;@moe.edu.sg~&lt;br /&gt;@moe.edu.sg~&lt;br /&gt;@moe.edu.moe.edu&lt;br /&gt;@moe.edu.sg! [.sg!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you actually have to say out the dots and the @ and stuff =x&lt;br /&gt;its lame, but extremely heeelarious and boredom-killing x3&lt;br /&gt;its sung to the tune of if youre happy and you know it clap your hands lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;im officially in charge of spade.&lt;br /&gt;which totally rawks :D&lt;br /&gt;and i might be getting married-_- on maple, that is.&lt;br /&gt;roflmao^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4918868933677355242?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4918868933677355242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4918868933677355242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2272232379810448809</id><published>2008-10-16T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:17:34.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im bloody bored T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in comp lab 3 now during break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;translation is SO SUPER SIAN CAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, some random shyts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i just realised that i drink A LOT of milk. and milo powder. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I WANNA LIVE IN THE ERA OF THE BLACK PRESIDENT! and therefore i shall support obama :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;popcorn is the most amusing snack ever, especially when you overload the popcorn machine^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;beautiful girls by sean kingston is the most horrendous song ever broadcasted on 98.7fm, followed by akon's lonely. no offence meant whatsoever :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;american's talent is appallingly hilarious lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im obsessed with a stoopid chinese period drama which i shall not name to spare my embarrassment-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;being a mosquito exterminator is actually pretty profitable O.o i checked, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hate the word "gobsmacked" but the phrase "criminal mastermind" rawks x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there actually is a difference between translation and interpretation like wth?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i cant stand both peanut butter and kaya, for some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok, done with the randomness^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2272232379810448809?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2272232379810448809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2272232379810448809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-random_16.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4959551871080442723</id><published>2008-10-10T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:02:53.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>games carnival sucked.&lt;br /&gt;it was like bloody retarded lahh-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. it was bloody hot.&lt;br /&gt;and i got sunburned. again. bleah. so shyt lahh can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. i became a casualty.&lt;br /&gt;like what is it with me and the games carnival?! i sprained my bloody wrist last year in table-tennis=.=&lt;br /&gt;then its like this year i kena hit by that fking idiotic woman with only 2 words in her name TWICE?! bloody hell lahh, like whats her problem? like if you hit someones leg instead of the ball you will like &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; right?!?! i mean, my leg and the bloody ball got a bloody big difference lahh can zzz then she was like so bloody despo to win liddat hit until ball crack sia wtf. the bloody ball &lt;em&gt;cracked.&lt;/em&gt; can you imagine how hard she whack the ball?! bloody fk lahh. we were like screaming at her to stop and change the ball then she like just ignored all of us and continued whacking like shyt liddat somemore hit me TWO TIMES. wtf is her problem lahh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the ball went inside the net and &lt;em&gt;THEN&lt;/em&gt; the umpire said stop and we lost the bloody match-_- ok, fine, lose then lose lahh, but hit me so hard must at least say sorry right? bloody hell lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. susan lim SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;like the games carnival shyt is held every year and apparantly susu's in charge of it. and like, shouldnt she &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; by now that her time management skills suck?!&lt;br /&gt;like on the paper they put the dismissal time as 1.00.&lt;br /&gt;the actual time the carnival thingy ended was 1.45.&lt;br /&gt;and then somemore still got what new cip form crap shyt-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heng me and jun smart, tell gerrain wong we got tuition at 2.30 then escape go home lorr (:&lt;br /&gt;but the thing still dragged for a damn long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, I HATE STNICS! DDDDDD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4959551871080442723?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4959551871080442723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4959551871080442723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/games-carnival-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4587477084390842809</id><published>2008-10-09T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:41:43.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had like half a day of "reflection" today.&lt;br /&gt;it was bloody shyt lahh can?!-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this bunch of people/priests/idk wad&lt;br /&gt;and then they kept talking crap about what must believe in god and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;andand that father simon person was like telling us ghost stories.&lt;br /&gt;then the ghost stories not scary at all the lorr :/&lt;br /&gt;like what every morning 6am got one girl sitting on the pump in some hotel swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;and what one boy wearing sji uniform running around and saying how are you to people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. so retarded lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got alot of singing sessions.&lt;br /&gt;so bloody idiotic lahh, all the songs all abba de like wth?&lt;br /&gt;then the mission people were like "go tell your friends that you love them"&lt;br /&gt;and "sorry, thank you and farewell" apparantly, those 3 words are the hardest to say lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly renee and huijun pop out from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;and i was like bloody happy.&lt;br /&gt;we started crapping about the "f*ck you" quote.&lt;br /&gt;and we were like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sorry,"&lt;br /&gt;"thank you,"&lt;br /&gt;"farewell..."&lt;br /&gt;"fk you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao freaking funny can?! so bloody shyt lahh :DDD&lt;br /&gt;then there was ANOTHER singing session.&lt;br /&gt;then me, renee and jun started laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;and then huijun became the "dancing queen",&lt;br /&gt;renee became "seventeen" years old.&lt;br /&gt;and i was lmao-ing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4587477084390842809?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4587477084390842809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4587477084390842809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-had-like-half-day-of-reflection.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3377414337884751720</id><published>2008-10-08T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:26:22.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>I WANNA GO PLAY THE BLOODY SPIDER-SHOOTING GAME AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and renee played it once today. and i died!&lt;br /&gt;but i killed more insects^^&lt;br /&gt;and our compatibility score was like 63%&lt;br /&gt;we were like, wth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so retarded, so funny :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3377414337884751720?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3377414337884751720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3377414337884751720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-random_08.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1681674799799732277</id><published>2008-10-08T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:15:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renee and i went out today :D&lt;br /&gt;it was bloody fun lahh can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found this retarded book about malaysian politicians&lt;br /&gt;ohmybloodygod it was damn heelarious lahh!&lt;br /&gt;its called: malaysian politicians say the darndest things&lt;br /&gt;or something liddat o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this one quote on IT.&lt;br /&gt;it was like so bloody crap sia&lt;br /&gt;the IT song [english version]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;know IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;learn it every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the latest IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh~ IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;use IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;increase IT know-how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smart malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;accept IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;learn IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;use IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT!!!&lt;/div&gt;roflmao lahh! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this other quote:&lt;br /&gt;"i dont ask my wife to buy toilet paper."&lt;br /&gt;or something along the lines of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andand another one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"f*uk you! f*ck you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao eh, bloody retarded lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they actually recorded it as the first time someone said the f word in parliament-_-&lt;br /&gt;omg, damn funny sia. im getting high~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1681674799799732277?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1681674799799732277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1681674799799732277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/lalala-renee-and-i-went-out-today-d-it.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4179579696295359393</id><published>2008-10-07T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:56:38.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>im bloody stuck on this chinese period drama.&lt;br /&gt;for some strange reason o.O&lt;br /&gt;its like not supposed to be funny, but i find it extremely funny.&lt;br /&gt;does that even make any sense? :/&lt;br /&gt;roflmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4179579696295359393?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4179579696295359393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4179579696295359393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-random.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-2919257207091525723</id><published>2008-10-07T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:54:52.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYS ARE LIKE FINALLY OVER YAY X1000 :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like bloody happy.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope i dont screw up any of my papers =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man. I WANNA GO ARCADE! T_T&lt;br /&gt;i just got my bloody class-t today. its like, so wasted lahh, term4 then give us-_-&lt;br /&gt;andand just now me and renee got chased out of the arcade in j8&lt;br /&gt;cos apparantly "school uniform is not allowed"&lt;br /&gt;walao eh, please lahh, both of us were like wearing class-t [renee borrowed from jun] and  stnics p.e. shorts.&lt;br /&gt;WOW, i didn't know THAT counted as UNIFORM =.=lll&lt;br /&gt;i know the shorts got write "SNG" but still... its bloody fktarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im like finally blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;this is boring.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go play maple. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh wait. oh ya horr, no more cash lerr.&lt;br /&gt;haix. i shant play today then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT TOMORROW with mybelovedRENEE&lt;br /&gt;YAYS!&lt;br /&gt;wow im hypering-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-2919257207091525723?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2919257207091525723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/2919257207091525723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/10/yayness-eoys-are-like-finally-over-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3969022842875643775</id><published>2008-09-10T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:41:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susan lim confiscated my hp 2dae.&lt;br /&gt;i was sms-ing in class, cos i dint bring my english file n i wanted my auntie to bring to sch for me.&lt;br /&gt;i was lyk, wtf? i mean, hu gifs a damn abt tt? except susu, tt is-_-&lt;br /&gt;even sjw doesnt care lahh can?! she sux lahh, tink she big=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt anws, i gt my hp bk, thx to sum1 els hu oso gt her hp confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;her mother damn poor ting lahh, kena scolded by susan lim...&lt;br /&gt;her daughter was sick mahh, sick oso cant use fone call mother mehh?&lt;br /&gt;seems lyk we're supposed to "tell your teacher, i'm sure she will give you permission if it is a valid reason" bleah.&lt;br /&gt;so de mother was lyk bloody angry, n said tt susu vry unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;den wen my turn tok to susu tt tym rite, i tink she wan prove tt she's nt unreasonable or sumting, so she dint scold me lahh, jus gave me de standard lecture abt showing respect n crap.&lt;br /&gt;den u noe wad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly, i "have MORAL COURAGE, unlike de other girl who sent her mother."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. IM MORALLY COURAGEOUS. APPLAUSE, PLS-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n susu oso said: "i'm not an unreasonable person, you know. so i'm going to give you one more chance. make sure this doean't happen again."&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell lahh. she IS unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;bt wdv. at least i gt my hp bk :D N dint get scolded^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3969022842875643775?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3969022842875643775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3969022842875643775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/bleah_10.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5173671948823971488</id><published>2008-09-06T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:10:10.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are Big Bird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/big-bird.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented, smart, and friendly... you're also one of the sanest people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Happy. From riding a unicycle to writing poetry, you have plenty of hobbies to keep you busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being a friend to everyone. Even the grumpiest person gets along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: Joyfully. "Super. Duper. Flooper."&lt;br /&gt;&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/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;IM SAAAAAANNNNNNNNNEE~&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5173671948823971488?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5173671948823971488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5173671948823971488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_5118.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1219098667287884651</id><published>2008-09-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:07:07.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;What Your Halloween Habits Say About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourhalloweenpersonalityquiz/halloween.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is definitely a time to celebrate for you, but you don't have any deep traditions. You're more likely to go with the flow and see where the night takes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one quite understands you, but everyone also sort of worships you. And that's exactly how you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inner child is stubborn and a bit bossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fear those closest to you finding out who you really are. You dread people discovering your secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're prone to be quite emotional and over dramatic. Deep down, you enjoy being scared out of your mind... even if you don't admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are picky and high maintenance. If you wear a Halloween costume, it's only when you really feel like it. And it has to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatsyourhalloweenpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Halloween Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;EVRY1! WORSHIP ME! LMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1219098667287884651?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1219098667287884651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1219098667287884651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_6937.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6961445656106804046</id><published>2008-09-06T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:03:48.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are a Blueberry Flavored Popsicle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatflavorpopsicleareyouquiz/blueberry.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very unusual person. For you, summer is all about adventure and travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brilliant and bright. Your mind is always sharp and working at full capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out new and different experiences. You get bored very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very creative. Of all of the types, you're the most likely to invent a new popsicle.&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatflavorpopsicleareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Popsicle Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;i prefer chocolate ice-cream :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6961445656106804046?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6961445656106804046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6961445656106804046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_06.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6707222009999181731</id><published>2008-09-06T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:55:55.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lots of crap to type(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lmao. i FINALLY toked to alpha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AFTR dey treated me to swensons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;N PROMISED RITE ME A SUMMARY OF BREAKING DAWN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AHAHAHA :DDD im so evil x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;breaking dawn sux. n it has gross parts. i.e. bella giving birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wahahaha^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;n during prac ytd, me n chris were lyk sitting side by side. for once, we were practicing OUTDOORS. n de sun was shining n all tt crap, so i was damn high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DEN jiajian had to go spoil evryting by saeing me n chris hv de EXACT same shade of hair-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lyk wth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;apparantly, our hair turns diff colours in diff kinds of light. [its tru. we tested=.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;den wenwei dubbed our hair colour "chameleon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was lyk, wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeeeeaaah, its NOT bad enuff sum ppl call me charmander, nw i hv chameleon hair too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bleah. wad is it wif me n lizards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hate my name N hair-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so retarded :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lalalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;u noe im nw stuck on "shake it" by metro station?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its lyk, a freaking funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SHAKESHAKESHAKEIT!!! roflmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nn I LOVE S.A.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TYTYTY MYDARLINGXINYI FOR LENDING ME!!! u rawk man x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bt anws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was playing wif tattoos jus nw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dose temp kinds lahh, de ndp gif de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hv lyk 12 packs at hm, so me n my sis wen crazy tattooing ourselves. SO BLOODY FUN LAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ombg. as u can probly tell, im waaaaaay high. roflmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oso, i nid ur opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;can pls tag me to say which blogskin u lyk beta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i wanna chg my skin =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bt i damn shebude lehh~ i like dis skin T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok fine wdv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=211548&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=211548&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;b) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=206370&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=206370&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;c) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=207334&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=207334&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;d) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=206487&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=206487&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye^^&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6707222009999181731?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6707222009999181731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6707222009999181731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/lalala-lots-of-crap-to-type-lmao.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-8467230732094839424</id><published>2008-09-04T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:51:07.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe renee actually thot i was going to sydney-_-&lt;br /&gt;i jus hv 1 ting to sae:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U SUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roflmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i hate high school musical and miley cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW tt was random x3&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-8467230732094839424?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8467230732094839424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8467230732094839424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6161696411515640657</id><published>2008-09-03T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:01:58.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>OH MY BLOODY GOSH XINYI'S KOR DE DAWN YANG VIDEO DAMN BLOODY FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to sydney tomorrow! no wait, actually, in a few hours. yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg bloody bimbotic lahh dawn yang. ROFLMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6161696411515640657?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6161696411515640657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6161696411515640657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_03.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-8189063135097569528</id><published>2008-09-02T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:25:33.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>n um xinyi,&lt;br /&gt;wth is cockanaded n scarder?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-8189063135097569528?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8189063135097569528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8189063135097569528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/n-um-xinyi-wth-is-cockanaded-n-scarder.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3634036251559331116</id><published>2008-09-02T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:29:18.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ombg lahh i cant believe my sis rly tt retarded-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;u noe wad happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its lyk, ytd, i was listening to de radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;den dis paramore song came on. [forgt wad title liao=x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;she knew tt i hv dis song in my hp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;n u noe wad she said?! so stoopid lahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;she asked me: "eh why you can put your handphone the song inside the radio arh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;=.=llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was lyk, hello? radio cannt play my handphone de song arh?!? zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;c wad i hv to live wif? ombg lahh-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;n stop calling me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bleah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i dowan tok to u hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3634036251559331116?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3634036251559331116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3634036251559331116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/ombg-lahh-i-cant-believe-my-sis-rly-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6151117773356252850</id><published>2008-09-01T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:36:50.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are A Romantic Realist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/romantic-realist.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be grounded when it comes to romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you can fall hard... but only for someone you've gotten to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once you're in love, you can be a total romantic goofball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'd never admit it to your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&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/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/"&gt;Are You Romantic or Realistic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err, ok....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6151117773356252850?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6151117773356252850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6151117773356252850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_7076.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-126437036767812949</id><published>2008-09-01T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:25:38.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are 34% Evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howevilareyouquiz/good.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&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/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh. lmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-126437036767812949?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/126437036767812949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/126437036767812949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_6927.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1922426789127242952</id><published>2008-09-01T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:22:33.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are 16% Girly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... you're a guy, right? If not, you're the most boyish girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you, that's probably the ultimate compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&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/howgirlyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;dey even gt de pix rite^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1922426789127242952?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1922426789127242952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1922426789127242952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_8265.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3098092847807689063</id><published>2008-09-01T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:19:51.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are Volleyball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatolympicsportareyouquiz/volleyball.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy a fast paced, somewhat chaotic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like to over think things. You like to act in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at solving problems at the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatolympicsportareyouquiz/"&gt;What Olympic Sport Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O i dun even rly lyk volleyball. hit damn pain lahh can-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3098092847807689063?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3098092847807689063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3098092847807689063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random_01.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7136694438815420583</id><published>2008-09-01T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:10:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bloody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im fking pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IM NVR GONNA SPEAK TO ALL OF U AGN. SO DER. hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;except wenwei, tt is. de rest of u suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so jus shaddup n go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh ya. wen i sae ALL OF U i meant ALPHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7136694438815420583?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7136694438815420583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7136694438815420583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/bloody-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5941616295302555350</id><published>2008-09-01T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:07:10.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>aww man i love my chemical romance x3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5941616295302555350?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5941616295302555350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5941616295302555350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-random.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-4593621022552455559</id><published>2008-09-01T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:57:53.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AHAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;started my dae wif a gd laugh, thx to MYBELOVEDxinyi!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;de dawn yang impersonations on her blog were bloody funny :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[i wld add a link here, bt xinyi doesnt lyk ppl linking her T_T]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg lahh i still cant rly believe tt dy's so bimbotic. i mean, hu posts a video on youtube of herself saeing she's going to sydney?!! lyk as if i care lahh-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i tink i prefer XIAXUE. she's bloody funny^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NOT lyk dawn yang, hu oni noes hw to camwhore n post beauty tips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;roflmao lahh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XIAXUE ALL DE WAY!!! x333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh ya. the "magic" trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ytd my sis, being de lame-shyt kia tt she is, showed me dis magic trick involving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-a sg flyer entrance tix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-2 plastic $2 notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;u noe wad she did?! ombg lahh=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;she aligned de notes tgt. den she go put de tix in between de notes. den she call me to close my eyes for 1s. [which of course i dint bother to] den she go push de inside de $2 note up to cvr de tix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;charlotte: see arh, at first only have 1 $2 note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me: ok.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;charlotte: see!!! the ticket disappear and become a $2 note!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me: walao eh. u tink i stupid iszit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;charlotte: really mahh!!! you see!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me: zzz. oi hello? plastic note got transparent parts lehh... retard lahh you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lmao! so retarded lahh! gt transparent parts den can c tt de "hidden" tix is inside de $2 notes-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cant believe i hv such a retarded sister=.=lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-4593621022552455559?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4593621022552455559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/4593621022552455559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahahaha-started-my-dae-wif-gd-laugh-thx.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7419350435687775643</id><published>2008-08-30T22:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:04:50.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;koped quiz frm huijun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Are you smiling? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, nope. y wld i b smiling for no reason?!!-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`When is the last time u met sm1 new?&lt;br /&gt;uh, evrydae? i mean, im nt a hermit. i go out n meet strangers on a daily basis=.=lll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Whos irritating you now?&lt;br /&gt;my sister? idk =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`When did you last eat pizza?&lt;br /&gt;hu rmbs dis kind of detail?! zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Do you drink beer?&lt;br /&gt;no. DUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Do you have any friends who are famous?&lt;br /&gt;er, i dun tink so &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Are any of your friends good at poker? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hw do u even play poker o.O `&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do you want? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rite nw, i wan CASH. lots of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n MYrenee n MYhuijun n MYxinyi too, i guess :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Are you tired?&lt;br /&gt;wads de purpose of dis qn?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Last spoken words you heard?&lt;br /&gt;sum chi crap frm de news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Have you ever kissed anyone named john?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;er, hello? i dun even KNOW any1 named john-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hu names deir kid JOHN nwadays anws?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`What is ur favourite thing in ur room?&lt;br /&gt;my lappie. lyk DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Pepsi or Coke?&lt;br /&gt;i dun lyk either :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Did you ever throw up?&lt;br /&gt;DUUUHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hu hsnt evr thrown up in deir lives?!=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Did you ever throw up while kissing someone?&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO WAY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Do you enjoy piercings or tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;esp temp tattoos^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taco Bell or macdonalds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Macs. durr-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anws, i dun even noe if der is n taco bell outlet in sg =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you restless? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;usually i m. bt nw im nt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Is your computer a laptop? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yupp :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you allowed to stay up 11pm or later or a weeknight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...... i guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Want to be a princess? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if cash cms into de deal, den YES PLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Do you believe in dreams come true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dun believe beta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wad if ur nitemare cms tru lehh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Last song you heard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;song frm my blog :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you like batman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i tink de title "dark knight" is cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bt NO WAY MAN. i mean, wad a fktarded concept?! n nt to mention his costume's ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Whos in the room with you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my sis n mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`What are you wearing on your feet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nth. walao y so many retarded qns de?!-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Whats you favourite pair of shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;any pair of sneakers tt i can fit into is my fave pair of shoes^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who was the last person you told you loved them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uh, i use tt phrase damn often, so i dun rly rmb =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bt if im nt wrong i said tt i loved renee :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What was the last thing you ate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ikan bilis :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What were you doing before this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;restarting my comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is the closest item to you that’s blue? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;u mean closest in feeling or closest in terms of metres? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`What messaging service do you use? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;idk wtf u asking-_-"""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is your fave website? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cant decide &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whos house did you go to last night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.... chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`What do you wear more, jeans or sweatpants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SHORTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;huijun i wan a membership invite to tt club u chair^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`What is the last movie you watched? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the mummy: tomb of the dragon emperor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it rawked man :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do you currently hear right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sum random tv advert song-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`When did you last&lt;/span&gt; buy a pair of pants? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uh, during cny? y ask dis type of qn?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When did you last take a shower? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dis aftrnoon? ckp arh, de creator of dis quiz-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wheres your fave place to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;currently, my fave place to b wld b on an airplane. ANY airplane. i wanna go ovrseas T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever been to Quizbox.com? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nvr even heard of it =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wheres your mom? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on my left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Where do you sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on my bed. DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;told u de creator of dis quiz ckp liao-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where do you shop the most? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sch canteen, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where did you get the shirt you’re wearing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im nt wearing a shirt-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ckpckpckpckpckpckpckp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Coach purse or NFL’s game ticket? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i prefer converse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so rmb to include tt in quiz: the sequel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you happy with where you are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nope. perfection is too DULL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Is cheating ever okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes if it benefits me, no if nt =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ckpckpckpckpckpckp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would you ever take sm1 back if they cheated on you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;most probly nt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Have you ever talked about marriage with someone before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i discuss dis topic frequently wif peps n wenyan=.=lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Do want sm1 you cant have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DUH. if u can hv it easily, whrs de fun? besides, hu doesnt?! o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Do you believe love at first sight exists? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nope. im a hopeless UN-romantic :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if tt means i can get presents &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`Do you believe that you can change someone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would you ever consider getting engaged or married right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO WAY MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;y is evry1 asking me dis qn?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bleah. wad a random quiz. stupid huijun -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;de quiz so damn ckp lahh-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7419350435687775643?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7419350435687775643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7419350435687775643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/koped-quiz-frm-huijun.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6428769708067939110</id><published>2008-08-30T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:03:29.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are a Green Crayon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/green.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is colored in harmonious, peaceful, natural colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some may associate green with money, you are one of the least materialistic people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort is important to you. You like to feel as relaxed as possible - and you try to make others feel at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very happy with who you are, and it certainly shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your color wheel opposite is red. Every time you feel grounded, a red person does their best to shake you.&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatcolorcrayonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can all if u do dis quiz n tell me if u r a red crayon?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6428769708067939110?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6428769708067939110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6428769708067939110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-green-crayon-your-world-is.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-1966049596924041050</id><published>2008-08-30T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:03:46.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Should Learn Japanese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/japanese.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're cutting edge, and you are ready to delve into wacky Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Engrish to eating contests, you're born to be a crazy gaijin. Saiko!&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. bloody cool man. i took 3rd lang in jap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-1966049596924041050?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1966049596924041050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/1966049596924041050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-should-learn-japanese-youre-cutting.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3470025263255032162</id><published>2008-08-30T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:04:00.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You are Dark Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/dark-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with intensity, always going full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You push yourself (and others) to the limit... you want more than you can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extreme person, you challenge and inspire the world!&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. same wif renee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3470025263255032162?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3470025263255032162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3470025263255032162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-dark-chocolate-you-live-your.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-644048505094676991</id><published>2008-08-30T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:04:17.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are 7: The Enthusiast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatnumberareyouquiz/7.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and playful - always seeing the happy side to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're enthusiastic and excitable. You love anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi-talented, you do many things well... and find success easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to keep things light with others. Opening up is hard for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Best: You are deeply involved in each experience. You appreciate life for what it is, and you take the time to enjoy each moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Worst: You are greedy, self centered, impulsive, and insatiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Fixation: Gluttony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Primary Fear: Deprivation and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Primary Desire: To be satisfied and content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Number 7's: Howard Stern, Cameron Diaz, Robin Williams, Jim Carey, and Jenny Mccarthy.&lt;br /&gt;&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/whatnumberareyouquiz/"&gt;What Number Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-644048505094676991?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/644048505094676991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/644048505094676991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-7-enthusiast-you-are-outgoing.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5408245668450354168</id><published>2008-08-29T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:40:08.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>i fell aslp during de tcs' dae concert =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5408245668450354168?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5408245668450354168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5408245668450354168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-random_29.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6918214540305337959</id><published>2008-08-29T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:39:15.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bleah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gt [verbally] whacked for my bloody ppr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so dis morning i dragged renee n huijun to de rooftop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love rooftops lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i hv absolutely no idea y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i jus love it. its so nice, n open, n windy, n high!!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so far, me n renee found 2 rooftops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;de clocktwr rooftop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dis rooftop is bigger n nicer n cleaner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;der r 2 entrances to dis rooftop, bt dey locked dem both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seems lyk dey dowan us to go der-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bt anws, me n renee wen der 3 tyms liao, so at least we gt to experience it^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if u r interested, de entrances r located at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-de end of de artroom corridor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bt its been locked since i dunno wen, so gd luk if u try dis door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-frm de forum de white colour staircase climb all de way upupupup n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;u will c 2 doors. de 1 on de rite leads to de clocktwr rooftop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dis door is locked. we hv nvr been to de clocktwr rooftop thru dis door, cos its always locked. bt still, if for sum reason u rly vry despo to go der, u can try ur luk=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;de smaller rooftop ovrlooking de bball courts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dis rooftop is smaller, n gt alot of water tanks n similar crap, so must bcareful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dis rooftop gt 1 entrance nia, bt de gd ting is tt de door is almost always unlocked :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;interested parties can locate de entrance at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-frm de forum de white colour staircase climb all de way upupupup n u will c 2 doors. de 1 on de left leads to dis rooftop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh ya. ders a camera outside de forum stairs go upupup tt place. so guai-kias, TOO BAD. i dun gif a bloody damn whether de camera catches me anot^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg. i cant believe i posted so much crap abt rooftops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anws, me n renee planning to try find cool unexplored stuff inside stnics :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;apparantly, renee saes ders dis rly old n yellowed bk sumwhr tt records alot of stuff abt past students. we mite oso go try find our way into de chapel =x n de gym rooftop. or mayb de artroom on top de attic tingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so if u noe any cool places/stuff tt most ppl dun noe abt, TELL ME. IM DAMN INTERESTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6918214540305337959?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6918214540305337959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6918214540305337959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleah_29.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3521579962340693458</id><published>2008-08-28T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:31:50.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LMBAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae during assembly, der was dis skit by all de china sholars. it was bloody nice:)&lt;br /&gt;bt de bloody funny ting was de tc.&lt;br /&gt;i tink mayb she's frm china, so she has dis cheena accent.&lt;br /&gt;de funny ting was,&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she kept saeing "ah" in between her sentences.&lt;br /&gt;i dint notice until huijun pnted it out.&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;lyk, "所以，你们都要 blahblah... AH"&lt;br /&gt;we kept laughing lyk shyt :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n den ltr during lunch wif renee n piggy, we kept copying her 'slang-ccent"&lt;br /&gt;renee damn slow lahh we sae so long i gif so many clues den she finally realise y we kip laughing-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;2dae was bloody hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3521579962340693458?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3521579962340693458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3521579962340693458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/lmbao.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-8004958020885710317</id><published>2008-08-27T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:29:39.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol. i realised tt i post more quizzes n random stuff dan i used to-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so anws, my convo wif sarah ovr de fone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sarah-- can do me a favour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me-- uh, wad favour u wan me do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sarah-- can u pls wear a dress to my wedding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me-- zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sarah-- pls lahh. i wan make dis a formal event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me-- u go ask chris dey all wear 1st den i wear for u c-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dis wen on for a longlong tym b4 we decided on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;compromise=.=lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so im gonna wear dose ovrall denim dress tingies wif a shirt n pants inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BT i wont hv to dance :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;posted alot of quizzes during hm-econs 2dae:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mala's bloody nice lahh, nt lyk gwee-_- gwee sux lyk shyt man bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so bloody unlucky lahh, get gwee for hm-econs. peps n huijun gt mala T_T i wan mala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TYTY PEPS FOR MY VRY LATE BDAE PREZ :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its nice n i lyk it^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all dose hu still owe me bdae prez..... [hint, hint]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg tmr we're getting bk our ppr tmr!!! bloody fking hell lahh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im so dead can... my dis term ppr sux lorr T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hope i still can scrape abv 70% =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i did dis quiz jus nw in hm-econs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;n de result states tt i wld b a politition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wen i grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was lyk, wtf?! a politition?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;idk any shyt abt politics-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nn der was once an el lesson whr we "played god" n made de decision whether to let a politition, a sailor, a pregnant woman or a toddler live in de event of a shipwreck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all of us chose to leave de politition to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was lyk, walao eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anws, i still hvnt gif up on my dream of being a mosquito exterminator yet o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;according to chris, andrew saes tt he mite nt cm bk dis hols cos we oni hv 1wk of hols to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so instead, he mite cm bk to sg in de dec hols instead. ok fine wdv. im fine wif it, i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its lyk, i was de one hu invited jiajian to our team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he had to "abandon" his team to cm join ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we were de MUCH beta team, bt still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;den nw if andrew cms bk, we'll hv to send him bk to the B team!!! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;den wen he go bk to bloody canada we hv to invite him bk agn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haix. i feel so guilty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hope he doesnt tink we treat him as a substitute or sth :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so mean lahh, lyk we using him liddat &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg so wad shld i do?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was de bloody retard hu ask him to join us in de 1st bloody place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aww man~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-8004958020885710317?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8004958020885710317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/8004958020885710317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol_27.html' title=''/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-5116544546441980010</id><published>2008-08-27T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:52:08.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Are a Roller Coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/rollercoaster.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live for excitement, adventure, and the most intense of thrills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is better than feeling you're truly alive, and you're willing to take risks to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, people often feel a bit nervous about what they're getting into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But generally, everyone enjoys the wild ride you take them on. Unless they stay with you too long - then they're apt to feel a bit nauseous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life has more low points and high points than most people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay - you love them. You figure that a smooth ride is boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, you know that super high highs only come from knowing super low lows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cherish every emotion you feel and feel it fully. Why deny what life is truly about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are loving life and sharing your wild times with everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to open your friends up to a whole new world of experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you feel extremely disoriented and even a bit dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much intensity a human (even you!) can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/"&gt;What Carnival Ride Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA~ I LOVE ROLLER-COASTERS :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i realised i kip posting quizzes nwadays o.O&lt;br /&gt;quizzes r fun^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-5116544546441980010?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5116544546441980010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/5116544546441980010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-random_2968.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6366097505335173906</id><published>2008-08-27T18:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:45:39.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;What Charmaine Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i dint realise my name meant so much-_- &lt;br /&gt;i still hate my name :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6366097505335173906?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6366097505335173906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6366097505335173906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-random_2503.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-3912276162375720891</id><published>2008-08-27T12:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:41:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;What Your Ideal Wedding Dress Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theweddingdresstest/dress-4.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personal Style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic and elegant. You prefer to make a statement with a few quality pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Ideal Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional and formal, but not tacky. You think the most beautiful weddings are understated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Philosophy on Marriage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a serious commitment, and the couple entering it should be ready to work for their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Marriage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is calm, stable, deep, and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/theweddingdresstest/"&gt;The Wedding Dress Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. i dun even wan to get married-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-3912276162375720891?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3912276162375720891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/3912276162375720891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-random_3075.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-7672883485882582776</id><published>2008-08-27T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:31:23.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You are 80% Gemini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howgeminiareyouquiz/gemini.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&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/howgeminiareyouquiz/"&gt;How Gemini Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i love being a gemini :DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-7672883485882582776?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7672883485882582776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/7672883485882582776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-random_9432.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931666675767168163.post-6685695841727778200</id><published>2008-08-27T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:11:11.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" 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;strong&gt;You Should Be a Politician&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoubewhenyougrowupquiz/grow-8.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confident, assertive, and dedicated - you know what you want in life and how to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you can stand your ground... even if it's unpopular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you have strong views, you never overwhelm people with your opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true charmer, you subtly influence people into seeing things your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do best when you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Work according to your own rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Can change the world with what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would also be a good lawyer or talk show host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatshouldyoubewhenyougrowupquiz/"&gt;What Should You Be When You Grow Up?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtfh?! a politition?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3931666675767168163-6685695841727778200?l=tragedy-scene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6685695841727778200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3931666675767168163/posts/default/6685695841727778200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tragedy-scene.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-random_27.html' title='something random.'/><author><name>char</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11342613018156055302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_W8nrFSrZvc4/R4tSh38T99I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fh5zWxHdPcA/S220/1175788360_mercurians.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
