<?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-22197337</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:26:26.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mik's blog :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-5672124310134530735?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/5672124310134530735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=5672124310134530735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/5672124310134530735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/5672124310134530735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/04/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-1408580810566064948</id><published>2009-03-29T04:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:02:36.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>was</title><content type='html'>it takes no time to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;but it takes you years to know what love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-1408580810566064948?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/1408580810566064948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=1408580810566064948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/1408580810566064948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/1408580810566064948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/03/was.html' title='was'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-5385029141266041089</id><published>2009-03-21T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:58:56.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a</title><content type='html'>it's like 180-degrees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-4608498266360882434</id><published>2009-03-14T10:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:17:56.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.</title><content type='html'>=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-4608498266360882434?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/4608498266360882434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=4608498266360882434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/4608498266360882434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/4608498266360882434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha.html' title='haha.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-7791768374598010648</id><published>2009-03-07T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:37:42.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youu</title><content type='html'>cheer up please.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-7791768374598010648?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-8470093300081858873</id><published>2009-03-01T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:30:46.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marley &amp; me</title><content type='html'>it was a nice movie to catch. :) i really enjoyed the day out with you. i just want you to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-8470093300081858873?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/8470093300081858873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=8470093300081858873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/8470093300081858873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/8470093300081858873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-me.html' title='marley &amp; me'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-3680668108426477716</id><published>2009-02-27T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:14:55.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every week.</title><content type='html'>I don't mind this state we're in now. :) once a week's fine. A couple of hours' fine. Just once a week really will do. :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-3680668108426477716?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/3680668108426477716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=3680668108426477716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/3680668108426477716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/3680668108426477716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/02/every-week.html' title='every week.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-8760881289953854798</id><published>2009-02-20T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:07:32.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200209</title><content type='html'>hello! :D i missed you. but i'm glad the week's over. cos that's when... :) see you real soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-8760881289953854798?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/8760881289953854798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=8760881289953854798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/8760881289953854798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/8760881289953854798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/02/200209.html' title='200209'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-7639403802104372695</id><published>2009-02-17T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:05:01.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey..</title><content type='html'>when you're sad, i'm sad too. i'm sad that you're sad, plus i'm sad that i can't help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to help you, as much as i can, to the best of my ability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-7639403802104372695?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/7639403802104372695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=7639403802104372695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/7639403802104372695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/7639403802104372695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey.html' title='hey..'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-4051425757274454706</id><published>2009-02-15T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:40:13.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day.</title><content type='html'>It was a very happy day for me. Really really happy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-4051425757274454706?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/4051425757274454706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=4051425757274454706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/4051425757274454706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/4051425757274454706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-5652107760856612711</id><published>2007-03-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:05:32.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA.</title><content type='html'>LOL. it's been 3 full months and 3 full weeks since i last blogged. and. nothing much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people all around are still the same. they think they are right in whatever they choose to think. that's so gay and annoying. HELLO. accept it when someone tells you you're wrong. better if you can realise that you're wrong and correct yourself. it's annoying. wth. okay sorry if you don't know what i'm talking about. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's REALLY annoying is when they're wrong from the start but they thought they were right, and continue to live in that kind of self-denial. like. okay nevermind. but it's really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! WHAT'S REALLY REALLY ANNOYING is when you consistently say one thing but MORE CONSISTENTLY do something else. what the hell. i shall not use harsh words on you. but if you realize that this applies to you, i guess it's time to wake up and smell the coffee. HELLO HELLO. SHMELL TEH COFFEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i don't know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what's really super duper annoying is when i'm trying to blog something in my head but i can't think of it. maybe it evaporated just now while i was bathing and condensed on my bathroom mirror. err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-5652107760856612711?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/5652107760856612711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=5652107760856612711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/5652107760856612711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/5652107760856612711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha.html' title='HAHA.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-5300710493633932100</id><published>2007-01-01T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:18:54.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE! HAPPY NEW YEAR. :D waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year.&lt;br /&gt;new friends.&lt;br /&gt;new something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i failed in an attempt to sound clever and emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY YEAR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to queensway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-5300710493633932100?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/5300710493633932100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=5300710493633932100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/5300710493633932100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/5300710493633932100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-116559554579462217</id><published>2006-12-09T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:41:41.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha-HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it's been a long time since i blogged. and i doubt anyone reads this blog anymore. but heck. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. been really happy. well not really. every day emo. sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. just thought i'd touch this stagnant area for a while. later mosquitos grow here. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;it's just not meant to be, you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;your absence means nothing to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so close and yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;my trusted friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;in the heat of summer sunshine, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;once again, we're separated. heart wrenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;no route left to take, but the green door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-116559554579462217?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/116559554579462217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=116559554579462217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/116559554579462217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/116559554579462217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahaha-hello-well-its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115885482798349622</id><published>2006-09-22T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T00:29:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in the life of mikhail.</title><content type='html'>HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i ponned physics and econs to study at KAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shows how much of a mugger i'm becoming, considering that i've never ponned any lessons, in a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NEVERMIND! cos it was productive. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay mm so embarrassing lah. thanks to you 2 stupid bv-ians. THANKS AH! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offense intended to any random bv-ian viewing this now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH I MET SHILING AKA DAPHNE TODAY AT KAP! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115885482798349622?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115885482798349622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115885482798349622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115885482798349622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115885482798349622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-in-life-of-mikhail.html' title='a day in the life of mikhail.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115763349147834735</id><published>2006-09-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T20:51:31.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you're not a loser or disliked by me, don't bother reading on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IF YOU'RE A LOSER OR IF I DISLIKE YOU IN ANY WAY, YOU PROBABLY WON'T SEE ME ONLINE. COS I F_ING BLOCKED YOU! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115763349147834735?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115763349147834735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115763349147834735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115763349147834735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115763349147834735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-youre-not-loser-or-disliked-by-me.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115643570652906872</id><published>2006-08-25T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:08:26.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos i can't take it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115643570652906872?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115643570652906872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115643570652906872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115643570652906872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115643570652906872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-has-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115605649888805890</id><published>2006-08-20T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T14:50:02.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>READ IF YOU'RE VERY FREE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An atheist professor of philosophy&lt;br /&gt;speaks to his class on the problem&lt;br /&gt;science has with God, The Almighty. He asks one of his new students to&lt;br /&gt;stand and .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: So you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is God all-powerful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal&lt;br /&gt;him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn'&lt;br /&gt;t.How is this God good then? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student is silent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fellow. Is&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is Satan good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Where does Satan come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: From...God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: So who created evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student does not answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: So, who created them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student has no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe&lt;br /&gt;the world around you. Tell me, son..Have you ever seen God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science&lt;br /&gt;says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: No sir. There isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat,&lt;br /&gt;mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything&lt;br /&gt;called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but&lt;br /&gt;we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold&lt;br /&gt;is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure&lt;br /&gt;cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the&lt;br /&gt;absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as&lt;br /&gt;darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of&lt;br /&gt;something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, lashing light....But&lt;br /&gt;if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness,&lt;br /&gt;isn't it? In reality, darkness is n't. If it were you would be able to make&lt;br /&gt;darkness darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue&lt;br /&gt;there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are&lt;br /&gt;viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.&lt;br /&gt;Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but&lt;br /&gt;has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as&lt;br /&gt;the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist&lt;br /&gt;as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes,&lt;br /&gt;of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize&lt;br /&gt;where the argument is going.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at&lt;br /&gt;work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are&lt;br /&gt;you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a&lt;br /&gt;preacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class is in uproar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the&lt;br /&gt;Professor's brain? (The class breaks out into laughter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Is there an yone here who has ever heard the Professor's&lt;br /&gt;brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face&lt;br /&gt;unfathomable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: That is it sir... The link between man &amp; god is FAITH. That&lt;br /&gt;is all that keeps things moving &amp;amp; alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANT TO KNOW WHO THAT STUDENT WAS&lt;br /&gt;NB: I believe you have enjoyed the conversation...and if so...you'll&lt;br /&gt;probably want your friends/colleagues to enjoy the same...won't you?&lt;br /&gt;So do forward them to increase their knowledge... this is a true story, and&lt;br /&gt;the student was none other than......... Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, the present president of India.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115605649888805890?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115605649888805890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115605649888805890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115605649888805890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115605649888805890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/08/read-if-youre-very-free-d-atheist.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115426700486818783</id><published>2006-07-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:43:24.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walau tkd.</title><content type='html'>omg. my blog entry topic is 'WALAU TKD.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for good reason too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tkd pattern competition. bronze. out of 5 teams. BRONZE. what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm proud of my white belters who clinched 2 silvers and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE GOLD&lt;/span&gt;, beating the black-belters of Singapore Polytechnic and Singapore Institute of Management. :) good job people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh it's been helluva hectic week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.. pwned dota competition first round, chaired 2 house meetings, and had first day of training for the tkd competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.. ended at 5, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. basketball pe followed by 2nd day of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. official first day of training for the competition followed by a wasted trip to the singaporeyfc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, which is today, pattern competition followed by a brief 3 hour starvation for tournament weigh-in. 60.2kg. :D mikhail the welter. thank god. pastamania with junyithetkdpro and jazzthetkdpres after that before coming home to math worksheets 2 and 3 and EoM. gosh. alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115426700486818783?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115426700486818783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115426700486818783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115426700486818783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115426700486818783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/walau-tkd.html' title='walau tkd.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115382277679494083</id><published>2006-07-25T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:37:50.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>owned.</title><content type='html'>one day, there were 3 boys who decided to have their hair cut, G, J and M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they entered vincent-daniels hair salon and got owned. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/mjg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/mjg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as you can see. J is pretty upset about it. M is amused and G is very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115382277679494083?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115382277679494083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115382277679494083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115382277679494083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115382277679494083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/owned.html' title='owned.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115340733993531732</id><published>2006-07-20T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:55:39.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on studying.</title><content type='html'>look look. let's talk about that dreaded 5-letter word. (or maybe 7 to some of you.)&lt;br /&gt;study. (studies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at exams and stuff. stop reading your notes and think about it. what are exams a gauge of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, in the singapore we live in, exams are a gauge of how smart you are. PLUS how much you study. plus how you study. plus plus plus all the studying stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause for a moment. is that what examinations were really meant to be a gauge of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, (and this is so logical, please.) examinations were meant to be a gauge of how intelligent you are and how much you know about certain stuff. full-stop. period. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if people just brushed through by studying (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chionging&lt;/span&gt;) at the last minute instead of consistently, what's the damn point? you're just going to examinations for the sake of going for the examinations. you're not testing how much you really know about that particular subject. it's sort of.. artificial intelligence. in the sense that you're just adding knowledge temporarily, but will it last? hohoho. that, i highly doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not discouraging you from studying or telling you to go for your examinations unprepared. but be consistent in your studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a well planned study schedule which allows you to cover every subject thoroughly, from chapter to chapter. this way, you'll be able to tackle ANY problem from ANY chapter, instead of having to -spot- questions and pray it comes out. cover the whole fricking battlefield, not plant mines at random positions with hope of striking the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, that may prove difficult but it's probably the only real way to retain information properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it, what the hell did you learn in secondary 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? forgot? no surprises there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind, you get my point, stop studying last-minute and praying for a miracle pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sadder note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone that i know did pretty badly for their midyear examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it is a very demoralising thing to happen. scoring a half dozen U's or something. but NO. RELAX. it's not the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me. 2 D's, 2 E's and 2 U's. one of the most pathetic fails in my life. 3/30 for ECONOMICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's 10%. which contributes a whole 2 marks upon 100 for my promos. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, on to the bigger scale.&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;ok i've forgotten all the crap i wanted to crap about but just don't be discouraged by your MIDYEAR marks if it sucked cos. it's not the end yet. that was just a very low-lying obstacle which you've just scraped your knees again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand up strong, recover, and get back into the fight. it's still a longggg way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. like me. i'm a nerd now. i barely made it through MYE but promos will be different. ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taekwondo tournament, here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115340733993531732?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115340733993531732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115340733993531732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115340733993531732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115340733993531732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-studying.html' title='on studying.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115301567233595431</id><published>2006-07-16T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T19:39:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.</title><content type='html'>haha oohhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated kh and jazz's birthday yesterday at jp after the stupid flying training. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off with meeting xiao er and lao da at jp to walk walk. BOUGHT MY NEW WATCH! :D damn happy la. xiao er chose it for me. :) adidas! and it's damn cheap. discounted from 95 to 45bucks! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we went to meet kh, jazz and xueting. lol. xt looked like an ah lian! omg. walked around abit. (actually we walked directly to liang seng the taekwondo shop and stayed there throughout. lol.) ty joined us shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau. i wanted to buy a soccer ball and jazz kept suaning me. _|_ lol. kidding. ^^ i wanna play soccer and basketball so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orhkay after this we went to grab a snack and headed over to crystal jade. haha. wah not bad ok. we were allowed to enter IMMEDIATELY despite the long long queue? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down and looked at the menu. stupid jason suan-ed me ONCE AGAIN. he asked for the menu from me and i pretended to ignore him but passed it to him after i'd finished pretending but he asked for another menu from the waitress! LOL. so irritating. suan me la. jason sua-ng. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then after a while everyone arrived (except stella cos she had something on. =|) and placed our orders. ahhhhh. THREE SPICE FRIED RICE IS NICE. more goodies than noodles. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then something stupid happened. a coincidental collaboration by jason and g "the almighty" rant. haha. they totally owned me. cos jason had some stupid-spicy dish and he kept drinking water. --" he ran out of water so he made me look somewhere else and poured water from my filled glass into his near-empty glass. JUST AS I WAS ABOUT TO TURN AROUND AND CATCH JASON IN THE ACT (which he intended for me to), GRANT-THE-ALMIGHTY-WHO-BLESSED-JASON made me look SOMEWHERE ELSE and jason continued pouring water from my glass till it was HALF-FULL! (or half-empty, you pessimists.) then they were laughing like mad at me AND I HAD NO BLOODY IDEA WHY! OMG. OWNED CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we both finished our water and grant said "i am fair, i will give you both water now." *snapped his fingers* and OMG THIS WAITRESS CAME TO FILL OUR GLASSES. LOL. and ANOTHER COINCIDENCE, THE WAITRESS GAVE ME LIKE 1CM OF WATER MORE THAN JASON. thus proving that GRANT IS FAIR IN BLESSING OTHERS. lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. after this we went to the bus interchange to take bus home. grahh! talked a bit to kh and ty and then poof! we reached bukit panjang. :) went to bpp and OMG the $5 watch shop became the $3.50 watch shop! i thought of buying another watch cos, well it's only three-fifty. hah. but ended up buying nothing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after this already. chatted a bit. dota-ed while having my heart and head chewed up. chatted a bit more and went to sleep grahhbahbah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th july commences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met wenzong and nigel for swimming at jurong east swimming complex. hahaah. damn fun lah. after a while of lazy river-ing and wave pool-ing without a float, we decided to rent floats. :D yay. damn fun. we kept banging into other people and maybe accidentally drowning other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH YES. wenzong is damn _ sometimes. hahaha. he didn't know where 'Chinese Garden' station was and nigel told him 'aiya 2 stops after jurong east lah.' which was wrong in the first place AND OMG WENZONG TOOK TRAIN FROM JURONG EAST TOWARDS CLEMENTI DOVER BUONA VISTA COMMONWEALTH ETC. ROFL! so wenzong called nigel and said something like 'eh i'm at dover already leh so next stop is chinese garden right?' ROFL CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. and here i am, home. though i overslept my stop all the way to scgs. but nevermind. hah. ok so byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itis7.35pm160706.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115301567233595431?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115301567233595431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115301567233595431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115301567233595431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115301567233595431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha_16.html' title='haha.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115253016118934791</id><published>2006-07-10T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:16:01.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA. LIFE IS BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH -&gt; E&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE -&gt; E (HAHA I PASSED! WAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;CHEM -&gt; U (YES I FAILED! ROFL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cristabel is a bian tai. (pervert.) HAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115253016118934791?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115253016118934791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115253016118934791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115253016118934791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115253016118934791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115246244923710273</id><published>2006-07-10T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:27:29.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY SISTER'S POEM! *UNDERLINE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It might take a while, to really mend&lt;br /&gt;A heart that has been pawed by a sin.&lt;br /&gt;It is so difficult to understand, what somebody is thinking within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to hide all the tears that I hold,&lt;br /&gt;No one can see me cos I'm hardly cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's cos i can give all and sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;more than girls would give to guys. (EDITTED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what makes me ever so gullible,&lt;br /&gt;letting everything else think that I'm feeble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting people step on me and never plead,&lt;br /&gt;only makes them gloat and grow in greed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to lie, &amp;amp; lie a lot,&lt;br /&gt;but coming to friendship, a liar, I'm not. (EDITTED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my guts, my soul, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My lonesome spirit, my every part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: YIPPAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115246244923710273?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115246244923710273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115246244923710273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115246244923710273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115246244923710273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-sisters-poem-underline-it-might.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115194176373676471</id><published>2006-07-03T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T01:08:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Get your UOB TX Card now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.uobgroup.com/pages/personal/deposits/savings/txaccount.html"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some privileges :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="bodytext" valign="top" width="161"&gt;&lt;b class="subheadmaroon"&gt;Big O Cafe / Restaurant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="bodytext" valign="top" width="239"&gt;• S$5 return visit voucher with a min. spend of $30&lt;br /&gt;• S$20 return visit voucher with a min. spend of $100&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="bodytext" width="161"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="bodytext" valign="top" width="239"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="bodytext" width="161"&gt;&lt;b class="subheadmaroon"&gt;Country Manna Restaurant&lt;/b&gt; 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(meaning after the account is created you can withdraw all your money and leave it at $0. at no extra cost. =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go for it! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115194176373676471?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115194176373676471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115194176373676471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115194176373676471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115194176373676471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/get-your-uob-tx-card-now-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115192494006510548</id><published>2006-07-03T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:09:00.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>considering that i'm such a copycat, i shall move to livejournal too. =x see. so many people are gone from bloggo already. but, no. i shall attempt to be different. i will juggle between livejournal and blogspot! =D for different purposes you see. :) so if you don't know my livejournal. too bad. or maybe, too good. cos you'll only get to see all the retarded entries, which are often subjects that i crap about. and lj will show a different side of me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i shall post my wishlist here too. in case i forget what i want to buy. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;a soccer ball. (adi or nike)&lt;br /&gt;soccer boots without studs.&lt;br /&gt;a nice yellow crumpler.&lt;br /&gt;personalised soccer jersey. :D&lt;br /&gt;another word search book.&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet ash ketchum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115192494006510548?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115192494006510548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115192494006510548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115192494006510548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115192494006510548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/considering-that-im-such-copycat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115175111929508552</id><published>2006-07-01T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T20:38:18.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lousy day.</title><content type='html'>livin' in my own world.&lt;br /&gt;didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;that anything can happen.&lt;br /&gt;if we take a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. today was a VERY LOUSY DAY on the overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the beginning was lousy already.&lt;br /&gt;started the day with a dream of myself in an astronaut suit drifting in outer space, and suddenly i had a calf muscle cramp.&lt;br /&gt;i slept through the cramp but i remembered suffering severe pains in my right calf during the dream and when i woke up, it was still there. AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to syfc for second week of orientation. it was alright, albeit the immense boredom experienced. and not to mention the sleepiness (only if there's such a word) during the mass lectures for next week's test. i got very annoyed by something at this point in time. then we got split up into mentor groups. mentors were weijie and amresh, groupmates were joel and raymond. during the tour around the area, i got annoyed once more. the tour was alright i guess. stoned at the library a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this lousy time at syfc, i had to find my own way home. pissed off. dad busy. mum busy. and it didn't help that my ezlink card was faulty. fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long bus ride + long mrt journey back cck station to get my new ezlink card made. they fucking retained my old card which had my p5 photo on it, plus 2 of my favourite neoprints. wth. fuck. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you didn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh yeah. it doesn't help that i saw tian bee or her look-alike at cck. sheesh. spoil my day more. wtfuck.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then at the bus interchange while queueing for the bus, this extremely stupid guy purposely blocked the entire queue up in the sun. like this good portion of it was shady but he just HAD to stand several metres from it to make everyone stand in the sun. fuck him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus journey back. i sat at this seat which was like in a set of 4, 2 seats facing the front, 2 facing the back. i sat at the inner seat (window). then at south view or something this indian family boarded the bus and sat at the seats surrounding me? like fuck lah. so i just listened to music and slept. when i woke up i was rudely shocked to find this ugly malay girl sitting next to me instead and found out that i'd already overshot my stop. by 2 stops. walked home slowly and in a very foul mood cos of my half-limping right leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah thanks ah, god. you make my life so perfect. as so very vividly described in the passage above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tagosphere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anqi: of course i'm free. =x i'm always free. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous: hi. go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna: anytime! :):) haha. let's go out again sometime!! =D and erm mess around as in just play around. LOL. yeah you know what i mean la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant: not all lah. i find yours not boring. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huilin: lol. FINE! to me, mine didn't really start in the first place. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingfang: thanks! :D haha. oh sorry for the late reply but. erm. the doors are the shaded parts. =X haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llt: haha i like to live in a "meng huan shi jie". =X hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nessa: HAHA. with the neopolitan tan tan. LOL. pronounced "egg-egg" in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jazz: yup. =X i'm too free during the exam period so i blog. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyson: yeah i cheated during exams. =X hahahaha. and shut up. as always. SHUT UP LA TIAN CAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy: wilbur misses you too. (: hahaha. only after i'm done with him. lolol. and i'm very biased against education. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ym: hahaha thanks! =D i like poems. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115175111929508552?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115175111929508552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115175111929508552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115175111929508552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115175111929508552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/07/lousy-day.html' title='lousy day.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115167287027720154</id><published>2006-06-30T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:07:50.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>once again, i wrote a rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;right during exam time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look left, look right.&lt;br /&gt;not a teacher in sight.&lt;br /&gt;slipped my hand into my pocket,&lt;br /&gt;retrieving cheat-notes worth a rocket.&lt;br /&gt;as i fumbled with the pile,&lt;br /&gt;i looked left and gave a smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;heh, no response, well, duh!&lt;br /&gt;everyone's focusing, luh.&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes more to 3-months of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;no, not the kind that involves a condom.&lt;br /&gt;free to sleep late and chat,&lt;br /&gt;eat so much it'll make me fat!&lt;br /&gt;2 more minutes, OH HURRY PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;i'm desperate, like mouse, for cheese.&lt;br /&gt;to get out of this stupid place,&lt;br /&gt;this stupid paper, i will not ace.&lt;br /&gt;as it gets down to minute one.&lt;br /&gt;i end this rhyme, OOH three, two, WAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. after this i went to plaza singapura to meet anna.&lt;br /&gt;dined at ajisan ramen and watched 'just my luck', which had a nice ending. i like.&lt;br /&gt;went to charles and keith and bought shoes! =D not for me. HER.&lt;br /&gt;walked to UOB to apply for my debit card and UOB was closed. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet tkd peeps to bake cake and FOUND THEM AT THE PLAYGROUND!&lt;br /&gt;blind mice. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to yixin's house and messed around a bit before going home. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115167287027720154?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115167287027720154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115167287027720154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115167287027720154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115167287027720154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115157763604525021</id><published>2006-06-29T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:35:15.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh.</title><content type='html'>evolution has killed the human race and stripped it of all humanity and social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point in time, almost everyone i know who are in jc now, have no life. with the exception of those who've completed their midyears and common tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are they studying? cos they want to do well.&lt;br /&gt;why do they want to do well? (oh wait, do they really want to?) cos they're expected to do well.&lt;br /&gt;why're they expected to do well? cos of the stupid competitiveness in this harsh society we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH. halt the questions for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you see that? the competitiveness of this stupid society we live in. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine a world where no one studies. everyone just lives life with lots of fun and a lot of fun and.. yes. lots of fun. the world will be a fun place, won't it? but no. the story doesn't end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos some day, some smart alec living in a dimly-lit house in candle-light, will wonder to himself.&lt;br /&gt;can i make.. more light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES HE CAN. and he tried. and he did it. and everyone knows his name now. his name is t a e. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall not shoot him. but it's cos of people like him who often think too much for their own good and aren't contented with life that think of new thrills in life. like inventing lightbulbs, aeroplanes, school books, principals and school buildings. it's their fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine if we went to school, failed our exams badly, almost get retained, and retain for the next 10 years, and no one scolded you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! life sounds so good right? but that's the problem when you're too idealistic. you get disappointed knowing that nothing you said will ever come true. =/ yes, just sulk in a corner and look at the beautiful inventions around you, knowing that if one day you invent something that can be placed in everyone's house, your life will be good. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm sorry to blog about this sort of boring crap, but i really have no idea what to blog about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.. F = mrw*squared.&lt;br /&gt;v*squared = u*squared + 2as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS. sorry. overdose of physics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. that's what led to me blogging about this in the first place. i was smsing jessicamyeyecandy about how poor people are struggling with studying for their fcuking midyears. (yes that was intentionally misspelt) and end up losing their lives. not physically, but well, you can see that they've lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh oh noo i must go home and study or i will fail.&lt;br /&gt;eh omg. tmr is math/chinese/(insert subject here) let's go home and study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the scarier ones happened today when jason suddenly learnt about 'Motions in a Circle' being included in the midyear eZams. he went siao! he was like omg i have to go home and study. i'm behind by 1 chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT YOU FUCKERS THERE WHO INVENTED LIGHT BULBS DID TO MY TAEKWONDO CLUB PRESIDENT?! FUCKERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want the good ol' days back. when you could attend eZams without studying and still do pretty well. like primary school. gosh. imagine if life was like that forever. and textbooks were never invented. all the stupid people will die and the smarter ones will become presidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or CEOs of companies that have golden taps and have peanuts for breakfast/lunch/dinner/tea/(include meal here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi van the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote the great man himself, &lt;span id="KonaBody"&gt;he used to say, "Genius is 1 percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this, i can conclude many things from this GENIUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. he had no foresight.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? he didn't know that the FAN or AIR-CON would ever be invented. he assumed that everyone will just coop themselves up in dark stuffy rooms to invent things. so much for GENIUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. his mindset wasn't that of an inventor's or a genius's.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? look. who on earth would tell their brains "genius is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1% inspiration&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;99% perspiration&lt;/span&gt;"? it will have psychological effects on their brains, telling them to just produce 99 buckets of perspiration for 1 good idea. and most of the time, their inspiration ended up failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i ran a web-search for the precise number of times he failed before inventing the light bulb and got results varying from 700 to 10,000. thus i will just use the mean, which is approximately 5350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously if he tried 5350 times and failed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5350&lt;/span&gt; times, it meant his invention lacked precision and proper studying.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT US PHYSICS STUDENTS. do we look like we have enough time to fail 5350 times while setting up a physics experiment? considering that we have 1 hour plus. (i forgot, so i shall assume 1 hour and 59 minutes 59 seconds.) we'll need to try 1.49 setups every second. (round it off to 1, fair.) so it's 1 setup per second. WOW. and in the event that we do manage that, and succeed on the 5351st try. (which i doubt), we'll have no time to write our answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I APOLOGIZE FOR DIGRESSING FROM THE MAIN TOPIC OF MY ENTRY TODAY: RANDOMNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're students. we just study and study. i just realised that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stu&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stu&lt;/span&gt;dents may be linked to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stu&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stu&lt;/span&gt;dy! omg. ok, i'm sorry. i apologize for being WOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is evolution for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning, everyone were stupid and talked in stupid languages like.. elfish. or maybe troll-ish.. or barbarickish. or whatever. caveman-ish. dinosaur-ish. whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time passed, people who thought they were smarter summarized everything which people who lived with them spoke. thus resulting in proper languages. such as, english, turkish, spanish, chineish. oops. chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the languages, too, evolved, with/because of the people around them, resulting in complicated words now such as glaucescent, tamaricaceous, padmasana, antidisestablishmentarianism. whatever. (taken off http://www.tiscali.co.uk/reference/dictionaries/difficultwords , a very good website.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then people started being discontented with their current lives and started inventing stuff which we can't live without, such as light bulbs, bath tubs, windows, money (this one, i do not mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people started inventing horrible stuff like schools, principals, school books, ugly-looking school uniforms, lousy teachers, et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the invention and success of stuff we can't live without, people started striving to be the next to invent another indispensable item, and started studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this horrid thing called studying has, most unfortunately, followed us through the ages, and as a result, (insert whole paragraph from beginning here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on a very sad, discontented and extremely agitated note, this entry ends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="KonaBody"&gt;&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/22197337-115157763604525021?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115157763604525021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115157763604525021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115157763604525021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115157763604525021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/eh.html' title='eh.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115150202671928574</id><published>2006-06-28T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:43:26.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story.</title><content type='html'>This is a nice e-mail which my friend forwarded to me. It totally touched me. ): So i'm blogging it for you nice people to do the forwarding instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO READ IT! IT IS A VERY VERY NICE AND TOUCHING STORY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice that I actually typed everything out instead of just 'copy-paste'.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Two Choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do? You make the choice! Don't look for a punch line; there isn't one.&lt;br /&gt;Read it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question to all of you is: Would you have made the same choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a fund-raising dinner for a school that serves children with learning-disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he posted a question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"When not interfered with by outside influence, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, can't learn things as other children do. He can't understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audienced was stilled and silenced by the query.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father continued, "I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped, comes into the world, an opportunity to realise true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the following story was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like SHay on their team, but the father also understood if his son were allowed to play, it it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father approached one of theboys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by 6 runs, and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands.&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at the bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this juncture, a choice had to be made. Do they allow Shay to bat and give away their only chance of winning? Or do they not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but possible, considering that Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less land a hit on the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as Shay stepped up to bat, the opposing pitcher, recognising that the other team was putting winning aside for this big moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly to make it easier for Shay to make contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher, once again, took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slow ground ball&lt;/span&gt; right back to the pitcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the ball and could have easily thrown to the first base man. Shay would have been out and that would have marked the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all teammates. At this point, people from the stands and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both teams&lt;/span&gt; started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second base, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time SHay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; very first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay ran towards third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases towards home base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All were screaming, "Shay! Shay! Shay! All the way, Shay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third, Shay! Run to third!" as Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Run to home, Shay! Run to home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay ran to home, stepped on the home plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That day," said his father softly, with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy and coming home and seeing his mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115150202671928574?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115150202671928574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115150202671928574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115150202671928574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115150202671928574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/story.html' title='story.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115141733748857853</id><published>2006-06-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:08:57.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today peggy and i had a productive study time at lot 1 macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we studied a lot. and we planned a house. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/DSC00590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/320/DSC00590.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's to be a circular fountain constructed in the middle of the recreational area. cos there is too much space. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH THIS SPACE FOR SECOND FLOOR! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. went to 'study' with jessikway aka my eyecandy!, vanessa, jingling and changyu(the guy whom i thought was a retainee) at subway far-east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what good studying of passing-by subjects we did. (: went to eat turkish ice-cream, where vanilla ice-cream is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; just frozen dough. LIKE SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. i'm home. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115141733748857853?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115141733748857853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115141733748857853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115141733748857853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115141733748857853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-peggy-and-i-had-productive-study.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115133854145523132</id><published>2006-06-27T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:15:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peggy!</title><content type='html'>PEGGY. says (12:07 AM):&lt;br /&gt;this is a great honour..&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY. says (12:08 AM):&lt;br /&gt;that's how they start in the oscars right&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY. says (12:08 AM):&lt;br /&gt;but they'll thank god at some point of time&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;okok nvm&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY. says (12:09 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i only wanna thank MIKHAIL THE ERM for having his birthday or else i wouldn't have gotten this wonderfully great honour.. &lt;br /&gt;sniff&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY. says (12:09 AM):&lt;br /&gt;wait still can thank who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. that, i have no idea, peggy. but THANK YOU FOR YOUR SPEECH! HAHAHA. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115133854145523132?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115133854145523132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115133854145523132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115133854145523132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115133854145523132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/peggy.html' title='peggy!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115133815792895547</id><published>2006-06-27T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:09:17.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to peggy, who was first AND last to sms me happy birthday and first AND last to wish me happy birthday on MSN too. haha. :) yay. my birthday is over. i'm feeling happy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115133815792895547?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115133102776815730</id><published>2006-06-26T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:10:27.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was meant to be my day.&lt;br /&gt;yet in the end, i have no say.&lt;br /&gt;a screwed up day, i must admit.&lt;br /&gt;ah what the fuck. it's full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i long is to have a day of mine.&lt;br /&gt;when i call the shots, should it rain or shine?&lt;br /&gt;hypocritical greetings, i received a-many.&lt;br /&gt;their estimated value, barely a penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see no point in resuming this blogging.&lt;br /&gt;it's mostly crap, excessive whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buck up, oh, my sincere friends.&lt;br /&gt;hope to see you all, at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115132289835762151</id><published>2006-06-26T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:54:58.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mikmik</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye  candy is the best. she's the best. jessica's the best!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115132289835762151?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115132289835762151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115132289835762151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115132289835762151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115132289835762151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/mikmik.html' title='mikmik'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115125115434471558</id><published>2006-06-25T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:59:14.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yay. im gonna fail maths tomorrow. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone for your birthday smses so far. =x but please take your good luck away, i don't want you all to fail. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115125115434471558?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115125115434471558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115125115434471558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115125115434471558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115125115434471558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115124344535801730</id><published>2006-06-25T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:52:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OO</title><content type='html'>After years of agent training, my skills and abilities are finally put to test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite it being one of the shortest missions I've ever attempted, it was one which might have been fatal! I.E. HAVING WATER POURED OVER ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://your-oriflamme.livejournal.com"&gt;your-oriflamme&lt;/a&gt; to read about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115124344535801730?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115124344535801730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115124344535801730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115124344535801730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115124344535801730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/oo.html' title='OO'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115114611663122194</id><published>2006-06-24T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:48:36.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EZAMS</title><content type='html'>midyear ezams. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th: math. 8-10am.&lt;br /&gt;27th: econs. 8-9.15am&lt;br /&gt;28th: chem. 8-10.45am.&lt;br /&gt;29th: chinese. WTF. 8-11am.&lt;br /&gt;30th: phy. 8-10.45am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115114611663122194?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115114611663122194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115114611663122194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115114611663122194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115114611663122194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/ezams.html' title='EZAMS'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115098784572847305</id><published>2006-06-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:50:45.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Do the following WITHOUT complains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE BEEN TAGGED BY: EE JIA LING ! xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favourites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;favourite colour: BLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;favourite food: chicken rice. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;favourite song: pokemon johto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;favourite day of the week: wednesday! short and sweet. and taekwondo training to top it off. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;favourite season: pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current mood: i want to win money from world cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current taste: i like chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current clothes: big OP shirt with. short reebok shorts. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current desktop: a lot of icons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current toenail: 10 toenails. yup. TEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current time: 10.34pee em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current surroundings: world cuppah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current annoyances: ghana must score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;current thoughts: GHANA MUST SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first best friends: chuan chih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first crush: june. ): kindergarten. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first movie: terminator 2: judgment day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first lie: i am 3 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first music: happy birthday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last cigarette: last week? i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last drink: milo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last car ride: 6+ hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last crush: i shall be frank. 4 eggs. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last movie: runaway vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last phone call: 22nd june. 1555 hours. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;last CD played: backstreet boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have you ever dated your best friend: all the time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have you ever broken the law: serial littering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have you ever been arrested: this is a stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have you ever skinny-dipped: this is another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have you ever been on tv: yes. but not in singapore. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have you ever kissed someone you don't know: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5 things you are wearing: socks. slippers. the big baggy OP shirt and the short  reebok shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4 things you done today: caught a fish. caught a crab. jumped off the boat 100m out at sea. played soccer on a muddy field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3 things you can hear right now: 'and here's the goal again, a terrific leap by....', 'aunt and uncle talking. my uncle's handphone ringing and my aunt answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored: stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*5 people to tag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;peggy&lt;br /&gt;jessy&lt;br /&gt;jazzy&lt;br /&gt;nessy&lt;br /&gt;da-phen-ny. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115098784572847305?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115098784572847305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115098784572847305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115098784572847305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115098784572847305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115098615661238600</id><published>2006-06-22T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:22:36.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=/</title><content type='html'>blogging is damn boring, all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love fishing&lt;br /&gt;i love soccer.&lt;br /&gt;i love ezams. Ezams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il ur b eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115098615661238600?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115098615661238600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115098615661238600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115098615661238600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115098615661238600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_22.html' title='=/'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115098672692284043</id><published>2006-06-22T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:32:06.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feel quite sad for stella. well. in about 8 hours time it'll be her birthday and she can't celebrate it? and... haiz. it doesn't really help that ... nobody wants to go accompany her at the wake. =/ smsed everybody and nobody replied at all. what can i say? hopefully jazz and i can drop her a visit tmr afternoon or something. (: well. ah.&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/22197337-115098672692284043?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115098672692284043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115098672692284043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115098672692284043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115098672692284043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/feel-quite-sad-for-stella.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115091170107967655</id><published>2006-06-22T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:41:41.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol.</title><content type='html'>Roland Barthes's famous prediction about the death of the author has come to pass, but not because the author is nowhere, but rather because she is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the author has grown and multiplied in direct proportion to academic dismissals and denunciations of her presence; the more roundly and confidently the author has been dismissed as a myth, a construction, an act of bad faith, the more strongly she has emerged. The recent surge in personal websites and blogs -- rather than diluting the author concept -- has helped to create a tyrannical authorship presence, where the elevation of the personal and private to the public level has only compounded the cult of the author. We are all authors today. We are all auteurs. We are all writers. We are all filmmakers. And we are all theorists, because what we make theorizes itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was all a mistake, a terrible act of misreading. Rather than a serious deconstruction of the author concept, perhaps Barthes's essay "The Death of the Author" was ironic, a close relative of Pop Art. After all, while "The Death of the Author" achieved its widest circulation in the U.S. in its 1977 version in Image - Music - Text, it is perhaps lesser known that the essay had appeared previously in English in the Fall-Winter 1967 issue of the avant-garde magazine Aspen: "each issue came in a customized box filled with booklets, phonograph recordings, posters, postcards" and even a Super-8 film.[1] Contributors included Andy Warhol, John Cage, Yoko Ono, Hans Richter, Susan Sontag, and others. Barthes's essay -- translated by Richard Howard -- appeared in a double issue (the Minimalism issue) which explored "conceptual art, minimalist art, and postmodern critical theory."[2] 1967-68: a serious time shaken by violence and protest, yes, but also a time of great experimentation and humor and absurdity. The pleasure of death; jouissance that has been lost as career academics used Barthes's essay, stripping it out of its playful dimensions, its at once urgent and resigned manifesto-like quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem, now, is easy to see. Whereas Barthes (and others including Horkheimer and Adorno, Andrew Sarris, Marshall McLuhan, Robert Ray, Pauline Kael, Susan Sontag, Lester Bangs, Dick Hebdige, Antonin Artaud, Richard Hell) offered theories in language that was playful, slippery, aphoristic, and often poetic, the academics who subsequently applied their theories often did so in prose that was deadly dry, pedantic, serious, stripped of the slippages and humor that made readers want to believe. While scores of academics over the years have gloomfully attacked Andrew Sarris's Americanized auteur theory (first published in Film Culture in 1962 as "Notes on the Auteur Theory in 1962"), they did so by turning their backs on the lively, self-deprecating qualities of his prose, as evident in lines like "What is a bad director, but a director who has made many bad films?" [3] or in lines where he directly addresses the reader, such as "Dare I come out and say what I think it to be is an élan of the soul?" [4] Such moments of excess style stand in stark contrast to the deadly serious, rationalist rhetoric that has infected so much writing in the humanities as the aesthetic dimensions of academic writing -- especially in North America -- have been ignored for decades as a surplus with no value. If, as Craig Saper has noted, "[I]n the academy, auteurism was considered passé at best" [5] in the wake of poststructuralism, then in erasing the very personality of their own writing style film scholars and theorists demoted themselves to a level of invisibility and even obsolescence. Generations of graduate students trained to strip all traces of bourgeois personality from their prose awake now to find that they have no audience for their ideas, because their ideas have no expressive confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, there is a gradual return to the pleasures of the text, not as something to be studied merely, but performed. In his preface to a collection of essays by Malcom Le Grice, Sean Cubitt demonstrates in his opening paragraph an approach to writing that recognizes that beauty and power in prose need not be something to hide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Have we already forgotten? Why we got into this in the first place? How it was that the moving lights, the washes of colour, first brought us to this world and thanked us, with their generous presentation of themselves, for being there with them? Has the memory faded so radically of those first inklings of beauty, scattering in all its ungraspable ephemerality across our skins as much as our eyes, beams traversing and dragging into motion muscle and bowel, as music drags us to dance? From a politics of renunciation through an aesthetic of minimalism to a phenomenology of ecstasy, Le Grice's films return us to a primal encounter with the physical power of our first perceptions. [6] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Cubitt's prose here teeter dangerously close to nostalgia? Perhaps, but this is a risk that pays off; his preface is a sort of high-speed relay between content and the rhetorical framing of that content. Like Dj Spooky -- whose writing is aphoristic and unexpected, as in lines like "We have machines to repeat history for us" [7] and "Sampling is like sending a fax to yourself from the sonic debris of a possible future" [8] -- Cubitt recognizes that humanities-based academic prose is better served by avoiding the deadening safety and boredom of so much writing in the social sciences today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anyone else, it is Jean Baudrillard who has pointed the way out. "As for ideas, everyone has them," he has written. "What counts is the poetic singularity of the analysis. That alone can justify writing, not the wretched critical objectivity of ideas. There will never be any resolving the contradictoriness of ideas, except in the energy and felicity of language." [9] Like the author, the auteur will not die. In fact, rather than discrediting the auteur theory by demonstrating that, in fact, movies are made by many people, DVDs and other forms of cinematic deconstruction only further strengthen the auteur theory, as everyday viewers see and hear from previously invisible film workers (editors, production designers, special effects designers, cinematographers, screenplay writers) who are themselves auteurs. Thus, a writer like Charlie Kaufman nearly displaces directors Spike Jonze or Michel Gondry as the auteur behind Being John Malkovich (1999), Adaptation (2002), and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), while cinematographer Anthony Dod Mantle looms as the "author" of such films as The Celebration (1998), 28 Days Later (2002), and Dogville (2003). Whereas in the past Orson Welles's cinematographer on Citizen Kane (1941) -- Gregg Toland -- would have been relatively obscure except to film scholars and historians, industry insiders, and die-hard film buffs, today Dod Mantle is known not only to people in these groups, but also to more casual film watchers, who, because of mediums like the Internet Movie Database and other websites, DVDs, and the proliferation of cinema studies classes, are deeply literate about cinema. Rather than extinguish once and for all the auteur, the rise and hegemony of digital technologies and culture have only reinforced the author concept, and have in fact helped to create new forms of authorship that are being acknowledged in the broader public. A recent article in the New York Times -- "The Powers Behind the Home-Video Throne" -- begins: "When Steven Spielberg directs a movie, he gets final cut. But the last word is more likely to come from Laurent Bouzereau. Mr. Bouzereau, 43, is barely known to the world at large. But in the clannish, status-obsessed corridors of Hollywood, he has a growing reputation as Mr. Spielberg's personal DVD producer, one of perhaps a dozen players who have mastered the young art of turning the video edition of a film into a sui generis event." [10] As what was thought of not too long ago as mere bonus, extra, or supplementary material begins to equal and in fact take precedence over the so-called "feature presentation" of DVDs, a new auteur develops as someone whose narrative contributions threaten to overtake the pallid, homogeneous films now buried in hours of special features. [11]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the face of the digital code, there is an effort to reassert the viability of hermeneutics, of interpretation. In "Metadata's Impact on 'Artistic Intent,'" in American Cinematographer, Debra Kaufman explores the growing concern among cinematographers that in our digital, paperless era, details and records about how and why they arrive at the decisions they make about how to shoot scenes are being lost. Kaufman quotes Jim Sullivan, chief technology officer of Kodak Entertainment Imaging Services, as saying that "When you disconnect the image from a known medium like film and go into the digital world, you end up with integers in a computer that mean nothing. . . .They're just storage locations. They don't carry any interpretation with them about how [the footage] was captured or is meant to be displayed." [12] When Lars von Trier and Thomas Vinterberg published the Dogma 95 "Vow of Chastity" in 1995, it was only appropriate that they should sign their names -- as authors -- to the document, which had as one its rules, "The director must not be credited." [13] And yet, denunciations of authorship have always tended to strengthen the cult and authority of those doing the denouncing. In fact, it was Barthes who called the author into being and whose denunciations helped create the conditions for the dictatorship of the author in the digital era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, despite the good intentions of post-humanist academics for whom the Author was symptomatic of a capitalist symptom to be cured, now we witness the viral spread of the author concept into the very structures of academic expression. Today, anonymity is a sign of guilt, or failure. As academics embrace the web -- and blogs and vlogs specifically -- as legitimate sites of knowledge creation and dissemination, then resistance to the author function withers. For wasn't one of the engines that drove the cult of the death of the author the secret desire by academics to be authors themselves? Not authors who wrote obscure articles that were inevitably consigned to the dark stacks of enormous libraries, but authors who tested their ideas in the public sphere, authors whose ideas mattered beyond the narrow handful of specialists who would pass predictable judgment on their work? Authors whose ideas mattered enough to be praised or damned? Confronted with the specter of the public sphere, academics are learning how to write again. The crisis of the scholarly publishing subsidy system portends an enormous shift wherein the discredited author concept is resurrected. Rather than the utopian dream of collective, collaborative authorship that many theorists first saw in hypertext and blogs, we see instead the proliferation of auteurs vying for public space in the public sphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripped of aura, of mystery, of distance, we are known today as mapped elements in a database. Surveilled, recorded, and marked, we are becoming the function of our components -- our decoded genes, the number of hits (hourly, daily, monthly) on our websites, our on-line purchasing histories. It is perhaps ironic that it is in the very forms of authorship that post-humanist critics strove to erase that we find our best chance of theorizing -- and resisting -- our own disappearance. Donna Haraway's ironic prediction -- "By the late twentieth century, our time, a mythic time, we are all chimeras, theorized and fabricated hybrids of machine and organism; in short, we are cyborgs" [14] -- has assumed the shape of everyday social reality. Is it any surprise that for every technological advancement that renders a more perfect, flawless reality -- whether it be classical Hollywood's invisible style, or new film stocks and lenses that offer a cleaner and sharper image, or the hyperrealism of high definition, or the clean, hiss-less ring of the digital code -- is it any surprise that these are always accompanied by countermeasures that preserve and introduce errors, mistakes, degradations of the pristine image? Whether it be Italian neorealism, or cinema verité, or experimental films by the likes of Stan Brakhage, or the rough, "amateur" look of the Dogma 95 films, or even the blurred, miniature movies of web cinema -- all these serve as an antidote to the very forms of perfection that we seek. The author is stronger than ever today because she reminds us of an identity memorable for its utter failures. And to be reminded of our failures is to be reminded that we are human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was easy to dismiss the Author when there was so little at stake. But now, as we approach the time when it will be possible to lift the veil on our very own codes, we find that it is precisely in human authorship -- with its mistakes, its errors, its slippages, its ambiguities, its reversals and contradictions, its irrationalities, its surprises -- where we can reassert ourselves against the very destruction that once, because it was myth, we so eagerly desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] "Aspen: The multimedia magazine." http://www.ubu.com/aspen/. p. 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] "Aspen: The multimedia magazine." http://www.ubu.com/aspen/. p. 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] Andrew Sarris. "Notes on the Auteur Theory in 1962," in Film Culture Reader, P. Adams Sitney, ed. New York: Cooper Square Press, 2000. p. 132.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] Andrew Sarris. "Notes on the Auteur Theory in 1962," in Film Culture Reader, P. Adams Sitney, ed. New York: Cooper Square Press, 2000. p. 133.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] Craig Saper, "Arftificial Auteurism and the Political Economy of the Allen Smithee Case," in Directed by Allen Smithee, Jeremy Braddock and Stephen Hock, eds. Minneapolis: University of Minnesota Press, 2001. p. 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Sean Cubitt, "Preface: The Colour of Time," in Experimental Cinema in the Digital Age, by Malcom Le Grice. London: British Film Institute, 2001. p. vii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Paul D. Miller (aka Dj Spooky), Rhythm Science. Cambridge, Mass.: MIT Press, 2004. p. 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Paul D. Miller (aka Dj Spooky), Rhythm Science. Cambridge, Mass.: MIT Press, 2004. p. 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Jean Baudrillard. The Perfect Crime. Trans. Chris Turner. London and New York: Verso, 1996. p. 103. Originally published in French by Editions Galilée, 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Christian Moerk, "The Powers Behind the Home-Video Throne," The New York Times, 3 April 2005. www.nytimes.com/2005/04/03/movies/03moer.html. p. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] For a good discussion of the emergence of DVD "supplementary-ness," see Graeme Harper, "DVD and the New Cinema of Complexity," in New Punk Cinema, Nicholas Rombes, ed. Edinburgh: Edinburgh University Press, 2005. pp. 89-101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] Debra Kaufman, "Metadata's Impact on 'Artistic Intent,'" in American Cinematographer, December 2003. theasc.com/magazine/dec03/sub/index.html. p. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] For the Dogma 95 manifesto and "Vow of Chastity," see P.O.V. no. 10, December 2000, at imv.au.dk/publikationer/pov/Issue_10/POV_10cnt.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14]Donna Haraway, "A Cyborg Manifesto: Science, Technology, and Socialist-Feminism in the Late Twentieth Century," in Simians, Cyborgs and Women: The Reinvention of Nature. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115063905627182339</id><published>2006-06-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:57:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=/</title><content type='html'>CROATIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please be like me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss a penalty but score twice. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115063905627182339?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115063905627182339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115063905627182339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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love, TAKE A BREATH AND ENJOY THE VIEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the life that I wanna do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115055344530265473?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115055344530265473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115055344530265473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115055344530265473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115055344530265473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoob_17.html' 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It&lt;br /&gt;was laid out in five floors, with the men increasing in positive&lt;br /&gt;attributes as you ascended up the floors. The only rule was,&lt;br /&gt;once you opened the door to any floor, you must choose a man&lt;br /&gt;from that floor, and if you went up a floor, you couldn't go&lt;br /&gt;back down except to leave the place.&lt;br /&gt;So, a couple of girls go to the place to find men ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First floor, the door had a sign saying "These men have jobs&lt;br /&gt;and love kids." The women read the sign and say "Well that's&lt;br /&gt;better than not having jobs, or not loving kids, but I wonder&lt;br /&gt;what's further up?".&lt;br /&gt;Soup they go.&lt;br /&gt;Second floor says "These men have high paying jobs, love kids,&lt;br /&gt;and are extremely good looking"&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, say the girls. But, I wonder what's further up?&lt;br /&gt;Third floor: "These men have high paying jobs, are extremely&lt;br /&gt;good looking, love kids and help with the housework." Wow! say&lt;br /&gt;the women. Very tempting !!! But, there's more further up!&lt;br /&gt;Fourth floor: These men have high paying jobs, love kids, are extremely good looking, help with&lt;br /&gt;the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, mercy me. But just think! What must be awaiting us&lt;br /&gt;further on! So up to the fifth floor they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign on that door said "This floor is just to prove that women&lt;br /&gt;are impossible to please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;women are impossible to please.&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/22197337-115039154446151781?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115039154446151781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115039154446151781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115039154446151781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115039154446151781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/women.html' title='WOMEN'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115017835938091755</id><published>2006-06-13T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:59:19.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>YAY! Pictures have been uploaded! A little reward for those who manage to finish reading my entire blog entry on OBS! =X haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING SHOPPING! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115017835938091755?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115017835938091755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115017835938091755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115017835938091755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115017835938091755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_13.html' title='(:'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-115000843913012732</id><published>2006-06-11T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:54:32.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obs.</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm back from OBS. Actually, I came back yesterday at around 8pm, after having Pizza Hut dinner with Peggy, Jason and Jieying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're 3 parts to this entire entry. PLEASE READ EVERYTHING OK! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: Blogging done at OBS in my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: Journal-writing done at OBS.&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: Actual blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be typed out according to what I actually wrote in my notebook and journals respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. nice one la. that's the phrase that's infested the brains of boys &amp; girls at Munshi, aka my OBS watch. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group is not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Boys: Zhixiong(sp?), Nicholas (Yuheng), Fabian, David, Kok Kun and I.&lt;br /&gt;Girls: Grace, Jieying, Ling Fang, Yan Wenn, Zuraidah, Neo Xue Ting &amp;amp; Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off pretty well with a pretty short journey from school to Punggol Jetty. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty short&lt;/span&gt;. Followed by a short short boat ride to Pulau Ubin, OBS Campsite for residential people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw. Jason's from a different watch from JY &amp; I. Quite sian when I found that out. Got more sian when I found out that people like nessa and that nobel girl were same watch as him. Jealous can. I like going high w/ him. Damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Meals were alright. Games not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love rockwall climbing. 200 out of the 1500 points required for rockwall climbing contributed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a cheetah sprinting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then I discovered this pretty cute girl from our ally group. Jealous. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I miss home. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid Store I/C. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I miss so much stuff on mainland S.&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day 5.55pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. What can I say? It wasn't such a bad day. Even now, 12 hours since the day began. I can barely remember what actually happened. Seriously, not a very impactful day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only remember:&lt;br /&gt;- A weird p.t&lt;br /&gt;- Funny leadership talk.&lt;br /&gt;- Kayaking and getting capsized in the rescue process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lousy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NYAA students have to camp outside overnight for 3 nights, dragging in the watchmates who aren't even involved in the NYAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All for One, and One for All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss macs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss MSN.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day. 10.20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. It's been confirmed. We're camping out for NYAA. =D not my preference but. Ah. Heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my group members are discussing the rations distribution, I'm thinking of stuff which they may &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;potentially&lt;/span&gt; be missing out. May. Not exactly sure, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope everything goes on smoothly. Expedition tomorrow. Partnering the siao zhar bor Grace. lol. Yumin's best friend. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As every moment passesI just think of life back at home. Instant noodles are suddenly a scarcity. We got rice. We no got noodles. Suddenly I'm so tempted to have instant noodles at home with eggs, prawn, a small portion of leafy vegetables + slice hot dogs. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugging my pillow and blogging now, I wonder how tonight will be like. Sleeping on the bare groundsheets. Nothing aobve us but a thin plastic tarp. sheet. This is the frugal life. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! (I got scolded by my watchmates before, during and after writing these 3 BIG characters and 1 exclamation mark.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: My Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What did you do today ... and what did you learn from that experience? What lessons will you bring back with you when you leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very words marking the top of the journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't be too self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;- Pay attention to others.&lt;br /&gt;- In making decisions as a leader, it does not mean that you are always right, and when that is pointed out, take it in your stride. It is more likely to be constructive feedback for self-improvement.&lt;br /&gt;- Be observant and sensitive to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;- Accept people for who they are, regardless of their shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;- Stay forcused with the end in sight, but neglect not, whatever comes along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Zixiong. =/&lt;br /&gt;Enriching day.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Kenny.&lt;br /&gt;Started too late.&lt;br /&gt;We made you wait.&lt;br /&gt;Sense of urgency, sense of urgency.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's me, I just don't see the need to be.&lt;br /&gt;Rushy-rashy, rashy-rushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Ex. + Land Ex. = GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was my feet speaking. Though I've been through worse than this, in the sense of the distance trekked in worse weather conditions, never, I repeat, NEVER, so taxing on my feet before. 36 hours of soggy feet is seriously GG. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking with Grace is really far from Amazing Grace. =x but it was fun. Bumping into boats and making so many new friends. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Back to the focus of this session. Discussing. Lessons learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseverance&lt;br /&gt;Determination&lt;br /&gt;Motivation&lt;br /&gt;Support&lt;br /&gt;Initiative&lt;br /&gt;Focus&lt;br /&gt;Orientation&lt;br /&gt;Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every one of these components so integral to constructing a good team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty seriously, lacking in ANY ONE of these would result in a not-so-good team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great group we are. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: The Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. ZOMG. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog in a systematic way so as not to lose anyone along the way. =D that's only for the people who are actually taking time off their hectic schedules to read this long-long-long-nong (oops.) entry. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off cool. We had rockwall climbing. =D I was literally a cheetah sprinting up the darn rockwall. Scaled the wall 3 times, each time in under a minute. I feel like a rockwall climbing champion. My watchmates kept telling me to slow down cos they couldn't draw the ropes in fast enough. HAHA. I guess i really do have a brain for rockwall climbing. On my first climb, there was this guy who was about 1/3 through when i started, and i reached the top before he even reached the 2/3 mark. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was great, but I wanna kill all the boys in my group, SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with a person not knowing how to eat an apple properly, RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe I AM pampered but I'm not SO spoilt that I need maids to help me type on the keyboard, help move my jaws to chew the apple, et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my watchmates. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational talks and Kayaking practice session. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking was damn fun. I partnered Zixiong, the strongest guy in our group. Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During deep-sea capsize drill, he and I were supposed to rescue a boat which was capsized but when he tilted to the right and went 'Eh?', I tilted my body to see what he saw and SPLOOOSH! LOL. CAPSIZED! =X It was damn funny! Everyone laughed. Even the instructor turned away to laugh his head off (without capsizing.). Ok but on the overall, I'm really sorry Zixiong, I know that it ruined your day for a bit. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Nicholas suan-ed me for my chinese. Something like he doesn't blame me for not knowing how to speak chinese cos I look eurasian. Arsepole. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND NIGHT OUT WAS IN STUPID BASHA! Which means, NO FLY NETS. Or mosquito nets. Whatever. I entered the boy's basha late and ended up sleeping at the OUTSIDE. like | | THIS CLOSE to mother nature and her army of itch-inducing minions. I slept with a pair of shorts and a windbreaker. (yes, this includes undergarments.) Amazingly, I got 0, ZERO, insect bites. =D Poor people who got bites. HAHA. Sense my sarcasm? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, thanks to Zixiong for his tip on getting bigger tits. (pectoral muscles) Interested right? OK, I shall briefly explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take COLGATE AND ONLY COLGATE. Apply on chest and rub 100 circles on each side. Once a day. 1 year to see results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROS: Early detection of breast cancer + bigger arm muscles. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONS: You waste your damned toothpaste and time on rubbing your stupid chests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was brought to you by Zixiong of 06S08, Canoeing team of PJC.&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking. Sea Ex. Land Ex. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking with Grace is.. Fun. =D I'm so dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're good at kayaking. When we both paddle together, we're ALWAYS in front. SERIOUSLY! I think it's cos we're both strong and light. =X When I sleep, she paddles, and when she sleeps, I paddle. And yet we're still always near the front. Sheesh! Weaklings. =X this kayaking session which lasted about 6 hours really built up my forearms and biceps. Now my left forearm is as big as my right forearm. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climax of today had to be when the storm hit us, which according to Jason, was very very rare. We got hit by EVERYTHING! HEAVY RAIN, STRONG WINDS, TIDAL WAVES (ok, not so big.) and WAVES FROM BIG SHIPS! SO FUN! I was actually falling asleep when i saw rain coming, suddenly the sun was engulfed by the dark, dark clouds and it looked like night had actually fallen. Suddenly, bullets hit us from the skies. I looked up and DIUUUUUU BOOM! My eyes were shot. I told Grace to navigate and I just paddled my balls off. (literally. =X). I WAS FEELING HIGH! HIGH HIGH HIGH! Then we all rafted up at the instructor's boat and that was when you actually saw the true side of everybody. Some just sitting there and stoning while some others shone. Literally. The beacon of hope for all those who were lost. Exuding beams of light in the times of the dark. Using all their strength and energy to grab each other's kayaks to ensure a good raft-up. Reaching out beyond their limits of flexibility to the kayaks which were not near enough to raft out. Throwing out ropes with new-found power to those who were too far for a raft-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the leader, Zixiong himself, paddling out in the storm to gather the lost sheep who had stupidly thrown their paddles overboard. Sheesh. I hope whoever did that is reading this now, so at least you know how people look at you now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered, we paddled, we see-sawed tens of kayaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We conquered the storms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! We were so darn lucky. As a result of us reaching our destination a full 50 minutes before the targetted time, we were allowed a QUARRY DIP! Whoa. It was awesome. The first touch of freshwater in grant-knows how long. Lol. grant = god, so god-knows becomes grant-knows. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was terrific. But Ling Fang had some kinda phobia of entering the water, so we all encouraged her and stuff. She was so frightened! Grace and I swam to the coast to like get ready to catch Ling Fang if she drowned? Not like she would have. But we went anyway to give her moral support. =) i love Munshi, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this we proceeded to our campsite. A horribly pathetic one surrounded by toads and frogs. Girls and guys alike were frightened. But that's OK. We're here for one another, aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;So, I slept at the outside once again. :) but it was OK. I shall very briefly describe what I actually wore to sleep that night. Wet socks and underwear, windbreaker with hood covering my entire face, only revealing my mouth, track pants. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zixiong croaked along with the toads which only brought shrieks to the combined basha, brought to you by the girls. GU GWA, GWA GWA GWA. He croaked himself to sleep, head sticking out of the basha. Funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I woke up to discover that I'd entered dreamland and left it unattacked by the pinchers of the horrid ants, mosquitoes and sandflies. Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor people like Xin Hao and Jason who had to take the blows for me.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started on our expedition back to campsite. But we had 2 checkpoints before that. According to my estimate, we trekked about 14km in all. That was alright. But i had a big problem with carrying 2 3/4-filled water bottles, 2 messtins, 1 lousy poncho which tore on the way back, and all my stuff in my bag, PLUS CARRYING 3 half-filled water bottles by hand all the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened which boosted my ego and showed my ESP powers once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor David misread the map and led us to some ulu-kuku place in the middle of OBS ground, far from our target destination. Fortunately, during the break, I looked at the map and pointed it out to him straight away. Suddenly my map-reading skills were unchallengeable. I just pointed and pointed and went 'uh.' then, with my head up, went back to my spot at the back of the watch, alongside Grace, my fellow slacker, aka the Land Ex. leader for that final leg of the trek. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching back, everyone cheered. =D we all went back to our bunks, some helping out with washing and packing, some whining and complaining, and some who eventually didn't bathe nor wash up (aka me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were briefly briefed about our need to perform a 5-minute long skit the following day for the 5th Indiana Arts Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was pretty nice. It was funny. I acted as cheerleader, a signpost, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; wave, a toad and a leader. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, half the watch went to pitch the basha to their best abilities and the remaining half (aka the girls minus yan wen, plus me) went to clean up the bunks, fold the mattress covers, pillow cases, keep the mattresses and pillows. It was a tough job. But we had fun of course. I love being topless. I feel so free. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE 6-PACKS AND BIG ARMS! THANKS KAYAKING. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'oh! I'm getting tired thinking of what to type which will not seem to have personal attack on anyone or sound offensive to specific people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning started great, at 4.45am. No bites once again. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After packing up our basha, Kok Kun and I proceeded to wake up ALL THE LAZYBUM WATCHES WHO WERE STILL SLEEPING. Yes, all of you lazy backsides owe us something. Especially Marshall and BeanKurt. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain's tired mentally and I have to go banzai urgently so i shall just summarize everything in point-form quite un-briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Morning P.T. conducted by BeanKurt.&lt;br /&gt;- Breakfast for the last time&lt;br /&gt;- Had Final Challenge, where every watch was divided in to different groups, as in mix-mix, to complete a raft and to paddle out to sea to plant a flag somewhere. =D fun. I'm such a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;- rush-rush!&lt;br /&gt;- undoing the raft&lt;br /&gt;- cleaning up store&lt;br /&gt;- wash-up (which, once again, i did not.)&lt;br /&gt;- lunch&lt;br /&gt;- shopping for souvenirs (which stresssd me out a lot cos i was trying to organise my thoughts to buy 19 shirts and t-shirts.)&lt;br /&gt;- indiana arts festival!&lt;br /&gt;- BACK TO MAINLAND!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jieying, Jazz and I had a long long train journey back, from Hougang to Choa Chu Kang. Met up with Peggy and had Pizza Hut dinner, which i enjoyed thoroughly, having spent 5 days in OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked a bit, but could see that Peggy felt a little.. something. =| Left out? well. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was OBS for you. (: after this, back to my blog-stoning and stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I hope that you enjoyed reading, despite the lack of photographs, cos my Dad took my transfer cable. I promise to have pics up asap! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munshi rocks! Except a couple of people. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, it's Grace, Jieying, Michelle, Ling Fang, Zuraidah, Yan Wen, Xue Ting, Nicholas, Kok Kun, Fabian, Zi Xiong, David, Kok Kun, Kenny and MIKHAIL! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE ONE LAH MUNSHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!! *BEAMS!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00318.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00318.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUNSHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00568.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00568.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuheng (Nicholas) &amp; Zixiong on the bus ride HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00567.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00567.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPION! (Cindy) &amp; KENNY! (MY WATCH INSTRUCTOR!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00565.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00565.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace with her tongue out, next to Lingfang. On the boat home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00563.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEFT TO RIGHT:: Fab, Mich, Kok, Ling, Grace, Mik. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00562.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was so candid. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO CANDID&lt;/span&gt;. Lingling, Grace and MIK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00556.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00556.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE       KOK KUN      MIK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00555.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00555.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABIAN   LINGFANG     KOKKUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00551.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00551.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok kun &amp; I! We love pictures, don't we? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00548.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00548.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuheng (Nicholas) &amp; MIK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00547.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00547.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outward Bound Singapore, Ubin CAMPSITE. 我留下许多情!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00546.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00546.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIK WITH BELINDA! (Marshall's INSTRUCTOR!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00545.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00545.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR SKETCHBOOK ENTRY FOR KENNY! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00540.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00540.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEANKURT AND THEIR SONG! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00539.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00539.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A PICTURE OF A PHOTOGRAPH! MUNSHI! (see how clean we are, and how kempt our hair is. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00538.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MUNSHI BOYBOYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00537.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00537.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MUNSHI GIRLGIRLS! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00536.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZIXIONG THE FROG! KWAKWAKWA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00535.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK THERE! where?  THERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00533.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00533.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 slaves. LOL. SEE HOW HAPPY THEY ARE WASHING MY DISHES. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00525.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00525.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new friend I made on the boat trip to Ubin, XUAN HUI! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/PIC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/PIC_0004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shot was so glamorous. (: Munshi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/xiong-grace-fang-mik.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/xiong-grace-fang-mik.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zixiong, Grace, Lingfang and mik the attitude boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/lingfang-mikhail.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/lingfang-mikhail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingfang and MIK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00325.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIK   LINGFANG  BELINDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00339.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00339.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIK   &amp;&amp;amp;  GRACE! LOL. FELLOW SLACKERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00534.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROUD TO BRING YOU, MUNSHI! (:(:(: ROCK ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-115000843913012732?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/115000843913012732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=115000843913012732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115000843913012732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/115000843913012732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/obs.html' title='obs.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114935611300752911</id><published>2006-06-04T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:38:18.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>ok i'm just too free so i shall blog about my holiday schedule ONCE AGAIN. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th: nothing doing. STONE.&lt;br /&gt;5th: yay tkd outing. =D&lt;br /&gt;6th to 10th: obs. =)&lt;br /&gt;11th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;12th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;13th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;14th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;15th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;16th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;17th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;18th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;19th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;20th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;21st: stone.&lt;br /&gt;22nd: stone.&lt;br /&gt;23rd: stone.&lt;br /&gt;24th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;25th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEY EVENTS OF THE HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;angela, kai, qian li, stella's birthdays. :D&lt;br /&gt;nyF outing!! :(&lt;br /&gt;HOODS OUTING!&lt;br /&gt;swimming with.. some people. lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;cycling.&lt;br /&gt;jogging.&lt;br /&gt;flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114935611300752911?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114935611300752911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114935611300752911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114935611300752911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114935611300752911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_04.html' title='....'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114935570619178952</id><published>2006-06-04T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:28:26.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>it's so annoying when you feel like blogging and suddenly you just forget everything you wanted to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114935570619178952?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114935570619178952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114935570619178952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114935570619178952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114935570619178952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114915725602846638</id><published>2006-06-01T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:20:56.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tkd</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(125, 125, 125);"&gt;태컨도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;taekwondo. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(125, 125, 125);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o: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/22197337-114915725602846638?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114915725602846638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114915725602846638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114915725602846638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114915725602846638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/06/tkd.html' title='tkd'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114899650563045848</id><published>2006-05-30T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:41:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the blues.</title><content type='html'>the heck. what a crappy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- crappy lectures.&lt;br /&gt;- rejected class jersey idea. (fuck.)&lt;br /&gt;- can't sms much cos of my bills bursting + prepaid value exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;- nobody to chat with on msn while at sam's house. omg.&lt;br /&gt;- khai boon's irritating me big time regarding my nike bag issue.&lt;br /&gt;- horrible dota game at sam's house.&lt;br /&gt;- crappy journey back home.&lt;br /&gt;- horrible dota games at home. either owning till enemies left or getting owned to the point of dejection.&lt;br /&gt;- so few people to chat with while online now. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114899650563045848?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114899650563045848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114899650563045848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114899650563045848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114899650563045848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/blues.html' title='the blues.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114891347802528954</id><published>2006-05-29T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:45:07.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've Been Tagged by SHILING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;F.Y.I-this is a dangerous game..&lt;br /&gt;1.The tagged victim have to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover&lt;br /&gt;2.Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3.Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;4.If you are tagged the second time.There is NO need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;5.Lastly,most importantly,HAVE.FUN.DOING.IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;criteria for my perfect &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;female&lt;/span&gt; lover;;&lt;br /&gt;1. caring! not to the extent of caring too much though. i like freedom. =D it's so degrading on my masculinity too. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;2. sense of humour. =D cos i joke a lot.&lt;br /&gt;3. love me for me, despite all my faults. =D&lt;br /&gt;4. must be able to bear with my randomness. =D&lt;br /&gt;5. get high with me when i'm high. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;6. NOT be irritating, cos i get irritated easily.&lt;br /&gt;7. intelligent enough to have intellectual arguements with me! (not that i'm THAT intelligent)&lt;br /&gt;8. perk me up when i'm down. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people i tag to complete this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JASON&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY&lt;br /&gt;JESSIKWAY&lt;br /&gt;JIEYING&lt;br /&gt;ANQI (if you're reading. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;ANNA. (:&lt;br /&gt;STELLA (though you've already done it. =| )&lt;br /&gt;MYSELF (so i don't have to tag anyone else.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alright. today was quite fun. =D econs test. econs lecture. movie with class people. EX MEN TREE! took neoprints. aloy bought his crumpler. went to queensway to shop for class tee. picked a nice class tee. =D dinner at ikea restaurant. accidentally sent 2 girls boarding the wrong buses. =X went home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114891347802528954?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114891347802528954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114891347802528954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114891347802528954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114891347802528954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-tagged-by-shiling-f.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114882179940233201</id><published>2006-05-28T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:09:59.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taxi drivers.</title><content type='html'>LOL. today was quite alright. morning started off a bit late. breakfast then proceeded to taka to shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought nothing. wtf. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then went home to rest for a while then went to jurong point to meet peggy and movie. lol. omg i meant peggy and her sister, for a movie. lol. over the hedge is quite 'not-bad'. then went to walk around a bit then i cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES CABBED HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cabbie is a fricking pervertic sex maniac. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was talking to me about sex-related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly: eh. got girlfriend not. dont hanky-panky leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly: got watch the tammy video anot? the tammy damn ugly la. but her sex hor.. wah solid leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly: he started telling me about his past sex experiences with people 10 to 20 years his junior. like. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. once again. my holiday schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may.&lt;br /&gt;29th: econs test. econs lecture. chem lecture. class outing to watch ex men tree.&lt;br /&gt;30th: some lectures. stone.&lt;br /&gt;31st: something in the morning (i hope), tkd training in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june.&lt;br /&gt;1st: stone. (suspected make-up lecture)&lt;br /&gt;2nd: STONE. (suspected make-up lecture)   &lt;br /&gt;3rd: tkd handover. SOMETHING HAPPEN PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;4th: pack bag for OBS. send family off to changi.&lt;br /&gt;5th: TKD OUTING!&lt;br /&gt;6th: OBS. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;7th: read 6th.&lt;br /&gt;8th: read 7th.&lt;br /&gt;9th: read 8th.&lt;br /&gt;10th: read 9th.&lt;br /&gt;11th: home sweet home! stone.&lt;br /&gt;12th: family fly home. hopefully with lots of stuff for me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;13th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;14th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;15th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;16th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;17th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;18th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;19th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;20th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;21st: stone.&lt;br /&gt;22nd: stone.&lt;br /&gt;23rd: stella's birthday! =)&lt;br /&gt;24th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;25th: stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to: nyF outing. more tkd outings. tkd student-initiated training. more brotherhood outings. more class outings. bursting my sms bill again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114882179940233201?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114882179940233201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114882179940233201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114882179940233201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114882179940233201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/taxi-drivers.html' title='taxi drivers.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114866139330895736</id><published>2006-05-27T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:40:08.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gpgp =D</title><content type='html'>gp exam was fun!&lt;br /&gt;a result of boredom and speed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I scratch, as I yawn, as I stretch my hands,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Right in the middle of my GP exams.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I tried to think but my mind was blank,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though my essay is easy, I gotta be frank.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I see the teachers walking, walking around,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I see pens spinning, some hitting the ground.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"A bunch of noobs," I thought to myself,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Oh gosh that teachers, ears like an elf!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Khai Boon is sitting in front of me,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To my right's Yi Kuan, in front of him, Kuan Yi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ele's on my left, 4 more people diagonally,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Edmund, Kah Hwee, Min Xian and Poh Kuan Yi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;14 more painful minutes to go,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mind's a blank, my hands are slow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10 more minutes, I wish it'd end now,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Beef is not from pigs, but from cows.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sorry I know that made no sense at all,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm thinking of NY, I thought of Futsol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Random, yeah that's how I get,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just like how girls always complain they're fat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grant just requested for more writing paper,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet the teachers are talking, and acting blur?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I waved my hands, then pointed at Grant,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then they finally saw his hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Looking around now, and everyone's still writing,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oops I'm writing too, this poem, I'm composing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bell&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; just rung, just 2 more minutes to wait,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before papers are collected, sealed, are our fates.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Goodbye for now, I shall patiently sit still,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My stomach's queasy, I think I'm ill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&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/22197337-114866139330895736?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114866139330895736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114866139330895736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114866139330895736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114866139330895736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/gpgp-d.html' title='gpgp =D'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114848218197164314</id><published>2006-05-24T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:49:42.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="40"&gt; LIFE'S A BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;AND SO ARE YOU!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and you and you and you and you and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114848218197164314?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114848218197164314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114848218197164314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114848218197164314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114848218197164314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/lifes-bitch-and-so-are-you-and-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114823479823955086</id><published>2006-05-22T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T02:06:38.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Stella tagged me so I shall do this thingay. Too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago I was: primary ONE! Bugging my BUDDY to help me queue for noodles. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago I was: lost in ACS(I). Physically there, but my heart was with BP. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago I was: having a better time in ACS(I). :D mid-years, i think. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy: HI-CHEW! POIFULL! Well, basically all sweets . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 songs I know all the words to: Almost ANY Linkin Park, Westlife, Blink 182, erm. Marikita and Pioneer School anthem. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'd do with 100 million dollars: Spend 10 million on a new house, new car. Hire someone to burn the school down. Save the rest in some Swiss Bank. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I would run away to: I have no where to go. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would never wear: Imitation stuff, ugly-coloured shoes, female underwear, etc. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite TV Shows: I seldom watch television. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bad habits: Frequent sarcasm, picking my nose, unzipping people's bags, dropping nosewax into people's bags, zipping people's bags. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 biggest joys: BROTHERHOOD. Taekwondo. Chatting. Family. Good friendships. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite toys: I have no toys. :( I had a deprived childhood.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 fictional characters I would date (cancel the 'I would date'): Smart Indian. Another smart Indian. Another smart Indian. Another smart Indian. Smart Malay. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people I tag to do this (but may not do it): Peggy, Jazz, ANGELA, Jieying, SHILING! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Everything is NOT IN ORDER OR MERIT OR DISTINCTION, except the 5 bad habits. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114823479823955086?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114823479823955086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114823479823955086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114823479823955086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114823479823955086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-stella-tagged-me-so-i-shall-do.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114820730124320129</id><published>2006-05-21T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T18:28:21.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secretkeepers.</title><content type='html'>what happened to my secretkeepers? the people who i held so dearly to my heart. the people who'd be here for me when i needed them. the people who i poured my hearts out to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people i'd loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114820730124320129?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114820730124320129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114820730124320129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114820730124320129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114820730124320129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/secretkeepers.html' title='secretkeepers.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114814038045138173</id><published>2006-05-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:47:33.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mikhail</title><content type='html'>amazingly, i managed to stay away from blogging for 2 days straight. wowsers. it's officially 3 days now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, just to sum up the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to michelle&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to peggy&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to samantha&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to jazz&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to vanessa&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to angeline&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to BERTILLA WONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D what a fruitful thursday night starting from 7.23pm onwards. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent smses to .... omg ok enough rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was pretty screwy. i was quite happy with myself though. for the past 3 days, i've been able to stay awake for pretty much every single tutorial and lecture. despite having less than 5 hours of sleep every single night. pretty amazing determination. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. friday means PE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing broad jump: A&lt;br /&gt;sit and reach: A&lt;br /&gt;sit-ups: A&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4km run: D..&lt;br /&gt;pullups: D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get a C-grade for both 2.4 and stupid pull-ups. just watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also made a list of all my holiday assignments. =D it's quite a long list. so if you DON'T EVEN SEE ME ONLINE AT ALL, guess where i'll be. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started at SEVEN EH AM. (7am)&lt;br /&gt;ok actually it was nearer to 7.30am. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed up and stuff and walked to KAP bus stop to await the arrival of her majesty, the pig. and wow. she was damn late. lol. ohhhhhhhhhkay. so we had breakfast at KAP macs, where she had her beeeg breakfast. which was a really small serving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast then, wow, miraculously, sam reached! lol. so we took bus down to HPPS for their thingy. met mavis ho, whom i don't know really well, hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we reached HPPS and continued crapping lah. then.. saw someone and his obviously exaggerated expression. sheesh. a bit mood-spoiling. but ah. heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then my mum called so i quickly rushed down to the polyclinic. by taxi. the taxi driver was weird. = kept asking stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i ran to my consultation room to make it seem like i ran from school to the polyclinic and blah. ok. $25 for helping me tick my stupid medical report. sheesh. OBS costs more than what it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok went back to school for taekwondo. sparred. sucked. suaned!&lt;br /&gt;i jumped over a table which was 1.3m in length and about 1m in height. =D i'm proud of myself cos no one else did it or dared to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;random: coach hates singapore taekwondo gymnasium to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so rushed home to bathe and head down to orchard. met min xian, hui li and aloy. w00t. went window shopping and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met quite a few people there. =)&lt;br /&gt;beatrix. haha. surprised though.&lt;br /&gt;jessiKWAY. who called me a fricking bus driver. omg. stupid screw/slave/mikhail-driver. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;min li? =&lt;br /&gt;and a few acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;so cool. they actually bother about that matter and asked so much about it. and to make it more amazing. they actually agreed with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so we just walked and walked around. killing time. AND KHAI BOON WAS LATE BY LIKE 10 MINUTES SO WE MISSED THE FIRST PART! DANG. but nevermind, cos i read the book and pretty much know what i missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie was O-KAY. cut off so many parts. the plot was a bit warped too. but nevermind. heck.&lt;br /&gt;save your money on that movie, babies, and give me a treat for saving that money for you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to mos burger. i love staring at min xian and giving her that weird look. =D lol. alright that was totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;min xian had to leave so i left with her and talked to her about stuff. eh it's quite nice you know, having a chance to talk to people in that manner. getting to understand the person better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home. blogged. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114814038045138173?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114814038045138173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114814038045138173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114814038045138173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114814038045138173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/mikhail.html' title='mikhail'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114788383666964435</id><published>2006-05-18T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T20:49:08.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>yay! today(yesterday lah) was sock hong aka &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;XIAO ER'S&lt;/span&gt; 17th birthday celebration! :D yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and i don't really have much else to blog about so. i shall just blog about my upcoming few weeks of stuff. actually it's nothing much. but i don't care. it's muh blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;mayth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: thursday. screwed up day. ends at 6. yippay. obs briefing.&lt;br /&gt;19: i forgot. but i know there's something on. like.. my grandmother's birthday. and a free PE! and the hoodies are gonna watch yanming's bball finals against HCI and then going out. yay. so fun. i miss out. :)&lt;br /&gt;20: watching da vinci code with my classmates! taekwondo alumni training!&lt;br /&gt;21: nothing leh.&lt;br /&gt;22: it's a monday if i'm not wrong. and mondays are ohkay. except for stupid gp and pw. and free PE again!&lt;br /&gt;23: tuesday. another ok day. lectures. tutorials. stupid gp.&lt;br /&gt;24: TKD. basically the only thing which i'm living for now. and to be honest. it's not that great. = oh shit. pilot interview. rushing back to school after that.&lt;br /&gt;25: thursday. another screwed up day.&lt;br /&gt;26: gp paper. wtf. owens movie marathon + pilot medical.&lt;br /&gt;27: alumni training again. and nothing to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;28: sunday. booya.&lt;br /&gt;29: econs test. free&lt;br /&gt;30: free.&lt;br /&gt;31: taekwondo training in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;juneth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: ?&lt;br /&gt;2: taekwondo fun and bonding day.&lt;br /&gt;3: taekwondo hand-over.&lt;br /&gt;4: ? (family flying off.)&lt;br /&gt;5: taekwondo outing day. nessa's birthday! (not like i'm attending?)&lt;br /&gt;6: OBS&lt;br /&gt;7: OBS&lt;br /&gt;8: OBS&lt;br /&gt;9: OBS&lt;br /&gt;10: OBS&lt;br /&gt;11: ?&lt;br /&gt;12: ? (family returning.)&lt;br /&gt;13: ?&lt;br /&gt;14: ?&lt;br /&gt;15: ?&lt;br /&gt;16: ?&lt;br /&gt;17: ?&lt;br /&gt;18: ?&lt;br /&gt;19: ?&lt;br /&gt;20: ?&lt;br /&gt;21: ?&lt;br /&gt;22: ?&lt;br /&gt;23: STELLA'S BIRTHDAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;24: ?&lt;br /&gt;25: ?&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of holidays.&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what great holidays. =D&lt;br /&gt;pending activities: hoodies outing? ny dance outing? nyF outing? INTENSIVE TRAINING WITH THE INCOMING PRESIDENT OF TAEKWONDO! =D hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many doubts in my life. -.- wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114788383666964435?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114788383666964435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114788383666964435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114788383666964435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114788383666964435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114779308794186058</id><published>2006-05-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T00:08:27.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i woke up in a dream today.</title><content type='html'>I woke up in a dream today&lt;br /&gt;To the cold of the static&lt;br /&gt;And put my cold feet on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Forgot all about yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Remembering I'm pretending to be&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm not anymore&lt;br /&gt;A little taste of hypocrisy&lt;br /&gt;And I'm left in the wake of the mistake&lt;br /&gt;Slow to react&lt;br /&gt;And even though you're so close to me&lt;br /&gt;Your still so distant&lt;br /&gt;And I cant bring you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i really woke up. as in. literally. virtually. everything-ly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was sleeping. as usual. during GP. 1 and a half hours of sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, which was when GP ended. jason told me. 'mik. seriously you're gonna fail your exams.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda in a daze, and he went on, 'if you continue like that. sure fail. you sleep so late, sleep during lectures and tutorials, girls, taekwondo stuff.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was like. BAM! the truth hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm so dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since that time, i barely fell asleep for the rest of the tutorials and lectures. i paid bloody full attention to it. until physics. it struck me as hard as..... water strikes the wall. i fell asleep. a little bit only. but yeah. asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realised that jason is, a very deep-thinking and observant person. he said that, i just need to do the right things at the right time. sms at the right time. pay attention at the right time. sleep at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i seriously see pioneer taekwondo shining brightly in the not-so-distant future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so after school, we (grant, jazz and i) dropped by the canteen to see jocelyn, justin au yeong(sp?) and matthew. =) pleasant visit. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap i have only 2 minutes left to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we all went to lot 1 to *bzzt bzzt* and we also dropped peggy a visit. lol. poor her. studying alone in macs since. very early in the morning! =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we went around. shopped a bit. and i got pretty pissed. cos everyone was basically there to chat? no one really bothered about *bzzt bzzt* in the end, only grant, jazz and i were the ones shopping. = but it's ok. i'm not pissed anymore. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then came home for a disappointing dinner of porridge, DotA, pre-supper of YONG TAU FOO, resumed DotA, and supper of ham sandwiches. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now. i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO MY BELOVED ADIDAS TAEKWONDO DOBOK (GI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii lUrB eUu lEhx. why dunch eUu lUrB m0i b4cK? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114779308794186058?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114779308794186058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114779308794186058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114779308794186058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114779308794186058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-woke-up-in-dream-today.html' title='i woke up in a dream today.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114771067641004615</id><published>2006-05-16T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:31:16.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY HOROSCOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------JUNE BABY-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around.&lt;br /&gt;You love to make new friends and be outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner.&lt;br /&gt;A wicked hottie.&lt;br /&gt;It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection.&lt;br /&gt;You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you've got the looks for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explosive leh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114771067641004615?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114771067641004615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114771067641004615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114771067641004615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114771067641004615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-horoscope-june-baby-youve-got-best.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114770512685708986</id><published>2006-05-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:58:46.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mik</title><content type='html'>NAPFA Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4km run 12:** (I forgot, not that i'm ashamed -.-) D-2&lt;br /&gt;Pull-ups: supposedly 3 but it's really 4. D-2&lt;br /&gt;Standing Broad Jump: 243cm (2cm to an A but who's complaining?) B-4&lt;br /&gt;Sit and Reach: 5*cm (I forgot too) A-5&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle Run: 9.3s? A-5&lt;br /&gt;Sit-ups: 44. A-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be all 5 stations having A's and my run having E or fail, thus resulting in a &lt;em&gt;Nil&lt;/em&gt; grade for NAPFA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I have Silver now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a screwed up life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114770512685708986?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114770512685708986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114770512685708986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114770512685708986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114770512685708986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/mik.html' title='mik'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114763063073993827</id><published>2006-05-15T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T02:20:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my poem.</title><content type='html'>my attempt at a rhyme. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you silly cow.&lt;br /&gt;chronological order now!&lt;br /&gt;saturday morning wasnt so bad,&lt;br /&gt;one of the best i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah friday was vesak day!&lt;br /&gt;where little buddhas come to play!&lt;br /&gt;i actually forgot what i'd seen or done..&lt;br /&gt;but i remember it was lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;started with basketball with hoody boys.&lt;br /&gt;man those boys play the ball like toys!&lt;br /&gt;their skill and their speed. oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;if i had counted, i doubt they missed a shot!&lt;br /&gt;ah and jason sprained his ankle, not pleasant at all.&lt;br /&gt;but we went upstairs to gunbound and wow. we pwned all.&lt;br /&gt;went over to sam's house, before day turned to night.&lt;br /&gt;omg i wonder what's going to happen tonight.&lt;br /&gt;ok that was out of point, yes it was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda forgot what happened since than. i think. you think. we thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda forgot how saturday started, i really forgot!&lt;br /&gt;but i do remember it was not any food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;oh i went to queensway with adam and khai boon.&lt;br /&gt;the place was filled with gentle croon..&lt;br /&gt;croon, not as in the kind of singing&lt;br /&gt;more of little children playing.&lt;br /&gt;yes lah. i know that's not called croon.&lt;br /&gt;but i eat ice cream with a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;ok. whatever. let's move along.&lt;br /&gt;before this poem turns into a song.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a bag! a nice nike bag!&lt;br /&gt;it's so nice, but no, i shouldn't brag.&lt;br /&gt;khai boon bought a nice pair of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;the kind that stands out in the blues.&lt;br /&gt;green and yellow were the colours.&lt;br /&gt;you know, your kindergarten drawing of flowers?&lt;br /&gt;headed down to jurong east, J.E.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was there! except KUAN YI?&lt;br /&gt;he eventually appeared, wondering 'where'd he gone?'&lt;br /&gt;omg. that reminds me of a nice-nice song.&lt;br /&gt;ok then, so we went down to J.E.C.&lt;br /&gt;'should we eat at long john's? or K.F.C.?'&lt;br /&gt;long john's won, but i wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;food court was what ele wanted to try.&lt;br /&gt;it was an oh-kay dinner, we ate our fill.&lt;br /&gt;thank god. science center was downhill.&lt;br /&gt;so on and on and on we strode.&lt;br /&gt;all the way past science center road.&lt;br /&gt;we reached omnitheatre and went to ease,&lt;br /&gt;our little brothers which were easily to please.&lt;br /&gt;unzip, pull out and oooh lala.&lt;br /&gt;ooo-lala, put back, zip. wash hands la.&lt;br /&gt;it's ok if you don't understand what i typed.&lt;br /&gt;it's like a dirty mirror waiting to be wiped. :D&lt;br /&gt;POSEIDON PLUS OMNIMAX = TWENTY ONE BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;it's a good thing that no one said it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;giddiness. nausea. more to come.&lt;br /&gt;you might even hallucinate scoldings from your mum?&lt;br /&gt;the walk back to J.E. was not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;but MIN XIAN BUMPED HER ARM and that is just so sad.&lt;br /&gt;as we reached the station and i said good bye.&lt;br /&gt;some people didn't say, so all i can say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright that was saturday for you! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday we had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gpp meeting. mich, aloy and i.&lt;br /&gt;went to jurong point to walk walk and saw jarvin and melvin! =D&lt;br /&gt;went to ah ma's house for traditional mother's day pot luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;went to marina square for dinner and MY NEW ADIDAS TAEKWONDO GI (Dobok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home.&lt;br /&gt;gpp-ed.&lt;br /&gt;chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114763063073993827?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114763063073993827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114763063073993827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114763063073993827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114763063073993827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-poem.html' title='my poem.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114736987571535810</id><published>2006-05-12T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T01:54:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>heartfelt thanks to guest blogger, peggy oh. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to set things straight ONCE AND FOR ALL, peggy is &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; my gf. omg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. on to today (or yesterday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally accepted my roles.. my second-to-one and second-to-some roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assistant class manager&lt;br /&gt;owens vice house-captain.&lt;br /&gt;taekwondo club head of training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was a long long journey to acceptance. (really long.)&lt;br /&gt;i've finally accepted it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the journey..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the journey began from home sweet home at approximately 8pm. it was a journey by BICYCLE. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boo to jessica. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. journey.&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. my original intended plan was to cycle leisurely from home to choa chu kang, to jurong, to bukit batok and eventually bukit timah again. bukit timah being home of course. estimated time required: 3 hours. thus ending at 11pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first destination: choa chu kang, lot one. =D to meet peggy and sam! so touched. peggy gave me this tube of chocolate-coated chewy fruity thingy, whose exact name, i do not know. lol. but it's nice of you lah pegs. you're the best! lol. and yay. sam said my hair looked nice, and suggested i cycled to school everyday! lol. i'll just die. 1 hour journey by bicycle. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;change of plans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted a bit with them and they went back and i went forth to meet jazz at senja(or segar?) lrt station for cycling! =D spent about an hour perimetering bukit panjang. :) so nice. it started raining halfway but stopped almost instantaneously. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah thanks angela for the drink! =D it helped.THANKS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so after this went home and my mum made me 2 huge mugs of ice milo! YAY! lol. took it down with biscuits. =D i love biscuits. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. shoutouts for today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;strong&gt;PEGGY &lt;/strong&gt;for her concern and her chocolate-coated chewy fruity thingy, not much of the item, but the gesture! haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;strong&gt;NESSA&lt;/strong&gt; for her concern too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;strong&gt;ANGELA&lt;/strong&gt; for the drink. =D pay you back asap! soom-pah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;tyson: you idiot. =x&lt;br /&gt;jason: you idiot! =x&lt;br /&gt;wenzong: YOU IDIOT! =x&lt;br /&gt;jason &lt;strong&gt;AND &lt;/strong&gt;wenzong: you idiots!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anqi: haha. not me not me. peggy!&lt;br /&gt;angela: =) thanks for your care! i'm touched by it. haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy: wow a paragraph for you!&lt;br /&gt;hello! welcome to my blog. and thanks for posting. =D lol. it's like that sometimes, my posts appear a bit later. = patience is a virtue. i guess. HAHA. nobody's anti-you lah. relax. this is idiot-proof. LOL. glad you're having fun tagging. :) 13 out of 30 posts is quite a feat. and you've not explained why i have ESP?! -.-" lol. i do admit i'm getting a bit prophetic. haha. conclusion: your semiconscious mind &gt; you. LOL. pwned. =x if you pon monday you'll have a bloody 5-day holiday. OMG. hate chuu. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i succeeded. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. off to bed i go. bball tmr with (in no order of distinction or merit, or inoodom for short) kathy, tuan yeow?, grant, jazz, AH YEOW and kah hwee. :) hope it'll be gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my resolution: to train and become the fittest and strongest member in taekwondo club. watch out big guys. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114736987571535810?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114736987571535810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114736987571535810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114736987571535810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114736987571535810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/d_12.html' title='=D'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114732509072800271</id><published>2006-05-11T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T13:33:47.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helllooo i'm at ACJC's com lab 3.2 and i'm guest blogging (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment mik has just finished his oral and is going for the physics practical which, by the way, is what I am infinitely grateful that I don't have to undergo. I LOVE THE ARTS FACULTY. I LOVE HUMANITIES. =D=D=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. OK I shall not gloat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what I should put in here. I prefer tagging la. But since mik says write anything so. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x okok sorry. k shall go tag now. 28 minutes more to lit! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Peggy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114732509072800271?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114732509072800271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114732509072800271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114732509072800271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114732509072800271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/helllooo-im-at-acjcs-com-lab-3.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114727220940376649</id><published>2006-05-10T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:11:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life of a 10-degree curve.</title><content type='html'>what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so fun one moment, and so screwed up the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was overall fun. slept throughout chemistry lecture, which they went through a new topic. omg. organic chemistry, but 10 times more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr tham, my math teacher and civics tutor, is pissing the hell off me. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had student council election rally after this. i had so much fun suaning all the lousy candidate's speeches. the best, of course, SEAH WEIMING and IKHSAN B SURI! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i'm not gonna vote for ikhsan. he's too playful-type. weiming's serious. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this was taekwondo. seriously. what's typed below is extremely nothing-but-the-truth thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during votings, i totally sucked. i only got 17 votes, jazz got 21. i thought i was doomed to death. but phew. wow. i made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok skipping the whole rubbish part. during the selection of which post you wanted, i seriously was considering becoming Training Head. then crazily, i indicated i wanted vice-president, and was kinda speaking up for jazz to become president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the seniors and teachers went to discuss. and the verdict was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jazz: president.&lt;br /&gt;mik: training head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEJA VU PLEASE. ok not really. but somehow. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was kinda sad. but not as sad as i expected. i got over it pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason for not becoming president: my house exco commitment and my class appointment as assistant class manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason for not becoming vice-president: they're afraid that if i become vice and jazz is pres, people might rebel against jazz when they start passing unfair, personal judgment and gauge me as a better leader than jazz, giving them all the reasons in hell to intentionally cause trouble for jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason for becoming training head: they need a colour belter who was fit, and considering that i'm a fit black belt (not that black's a colour), woopdeedoo. i'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm determined to commit myself to taekwondo. really. despite giving up my house captainship to be devoted to taekwondo, and getting rejected, i shall not falter. i will make taekwondo shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so cool. jazz is pres. xiu xuan is vice-pres. matthew ta is vice-pres. mik is training head. xiu yi is vice-training head. it's like BP DOMINANCE, except xiu xuan. yes. i'm from bp. any questions? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i guess i'm gonna talk to annie loh tmr about house captainship. =X haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just to set things right. taekwondo is a form of self-defence. so if you want to spar with me, surprise attack me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114727220940376649?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114727220940376649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114727220940376649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114727220940376649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114727220940376649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-of-10-degree-curve.html' title='life of a 10-degree curve.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114719350223930157</id><published>2006-05-10T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:51:42.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peggy</title><content type='html'>welcome folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog entry is dedicated to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEGGY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. peggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy hu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;peggy oh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy hu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;peggy &lt;strong&gt;OH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY HU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEGGY OH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yeah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;peggy oh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in case you don't get it, her surname can be hu OR oh.)&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok not exactly all about her. but, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all began one fine, rainy afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i first met peggy. somewhere. some day. at some time. which i forgot. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. sorry for digressing. focus on my purpose here today. (actually tonight.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUTOUTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jialing: hello lao da! =D of course i won't forget to study! and aiya. small boost only. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jieying: HELLO! =D good of you to drop by for a visit. LOL. bad lah you. bloghopping during pw. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiling: haha yes i know. he was sitting behind you as you tagged, right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hello! welcome to the computer lab. =x&lt;br /&gt;2. haha i noticed. =x take your time. go read other people's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;3. welcome back again. =x&lt;br /&gt;4. yes not more than 15 eh. you actually bothered to count the number of tags displayed! lol! and yes, HI JIEYING! lol.&lt;br /&gt;5. we know you dislike math. =x you should continue. since you're one-third through. lol!&lt;br /&gt;6. bored to that extent eh? o.o lol. it's a good time for sleeping you know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;7. OK. BYEBYE. ENJOY YOUR MATH. i hope. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114719350223930157?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114719350223930157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114719350223930157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114719350223930157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114719350223930157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/peggy.html' title='peggy'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114710014774146561</id><published>2006-05-08T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:04:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo</title><content type='html'>wow today was some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started with 2.4km napfa run. sheesh. horrible. 12minutes plus. D. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind. i'm not gonna run again. i almost suffered a heart attack after the stupid long run. and i almost failed! omg. thanks to my 2 beloved daughters for the encouragement! =) the best kind ever. LOL. did my sit and reach. wth. 51cm. still an A, but wtf. i've lost my flexibility!&lt;br /&gt;standing broad jump. pui. bare 220-ish. decided to take it again next monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. went to meet my house mistress to discuss my current situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current situation: i've been accepted as &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; TKD president &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; house captain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just for that little ego boost:&lt;/strong&gt; she told me that by votes, i won the next candidate by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't accept both posts. in the sense that if i'm top for one, i have to be vice for the other! so it's either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tkd president + house vice-captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house captain + tkd vice-president!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose the first one of course. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school we went down to bpp for kfc. i realised how sickening it can be to have chicken for all my meals please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast: chicken rice&lt;br /&gt;lunch: seaweed chicken and chicken nuggets&lt;br /&gt;dinner: KFC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like vomitting so i stop halfway. =X and grant was being so so religious throughout. talking about god and everything. madness. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err took bus home after this. and here i am. home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished 3 games of DotA with grant and sam. sheesh. 3 absolute walkovers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start work at 11pm! gp reports, chinese letter-writing and math tutorial 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i'm off. but first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUTOUTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela: hello! good morning! good afternoon! good night! bye! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathy: haha im gonna cut down on blogging le. and posting pics too. too cumbersome. lol. anyway that's sam from pjc! =D and yes! PROM! AND GRAD! motivationall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minky: hello. =) thanks. i like my goal. and i like myself too! =D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oli)via?: hello! lol. yes i've been studying lah. haha. not dipping my earphones into people's coke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy: aww. haha. ohkay. sorry lah. i'll give you credit next time! - &lt;- push to mute teacher -IDEA BY PEGGY! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam(antha!): HELLO! =D so fun, right? tagging my board. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyson: yes of course. entertaining tags right? haha. i miss ny. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(va)nessa: haha. yes yes. the supply... erm. factory's closed for rest. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xueting: hello ex-mummy! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ym: hello! haha. yes i've found my goal! =D did you read it? so noble right? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeng: I WANNA GO SWIMMING TOO! can swim for NYAA! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114710014774146561?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114710014774146561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114710014774146561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114710014774146561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114710014774146561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/woo.html' title='woo'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114701250783271666</id><published>2006-05-07T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T22:35:07.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if sorry is the word, will a million do?&lt;br /&gt;or will one make everyone contented?&lt;br /&gt;or is sorry even necessary?&lt;br /&gt;or shld i even bow my head in regret that some &lt;br /&gt;were hurt in the process?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER will i ... again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've over stepped my bounds,&lt;br /&gt;I've crossed that line.&lt;br /&gt;And because I did,&lt;br /&gt;I lost a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've let the past, cloud the now.&lt;br /&gt;It mars the future,&lt;br /&gt;To get it back, I know not how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Will spare no pain.&lt;br /&gt;For my actions,&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget, are just words.&lt;br /&gt;Often spoken,&lt;br /&gt;But seldom, if ever heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114701250783271666?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114701250783271666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114701250783271666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114701250783271666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114701250783271666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-sorry-is-word-will-million-do-or.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114693723204092314</id><published>2006-05-07T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:40:32.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>wednesday was good i guess. with 2 speeches and taekwondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was boring. as usual. i forgot what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was alright. sleep. medical. sam's house. stayover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. which is today. gpp with michelle, aloy, hithayat and kaiyih. studying with jieying, peggy, and a bit of jesSICKO. huishi's birthday with hui shi (duh.), angela, sharmaine (sp?), layteng, tuan yeow, kah hwee and samuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy talking to kathy. she seems to understand stuff so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again. life's at a standstill. and so many things are happening, it's sickening just thinking about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114693723204092314?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114693723204092314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114693723204092314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114693723204092314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114693723204092314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114658070941598125</id><published>2006-05-02T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:44:11.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the life of a peasant.</title><content type='html'>if you could see my blog entry title now, you'll probably be wondering to yourself, 'eh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 'the life of a peasant.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's random, of course. =D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that blogging long entries can be rather boring sometimes, and this results in me becoming bored when blogging halfway. so i've decided to blog about interesting stuff only. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was generally an ohkay day. nothing happening till the afternoon. =D&lt;br /&gt;as i'd expected, kah hwee didn't talk to us at all. hung out with the other people. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES I SUDDENLY REMEMBERED SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've found my purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may sound noble and a little funny, but don't laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to make sure that none of my friends retain. =D and in order to do so, i have to excel in my studies and make sure i can tutor my friends in case they need help. =D that's going to be my motivation for this year. and next year. =) i hope it lasts.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;today we were at concourse just slacking and we spotted weiming! my ogl! aka the one who's running for council! =D he's quite innovative. he printed stickers and stuck them on miniature file clips with the words 'I Weiming 06A03, For Student Council.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounded a bit weird but nevermind, people get the general message. so i took a few and started giving out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i felt zi-high! we created a cheer for weiming! =D it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raise up your hand (for)&lt;br /&gt;weiming the man!&lt;br /&gt;raise up your hand (cos)&lt;br /&gt;weiming's the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must literally raise your hand after every line!&lt;br /&gt;grant was high with me! =D it felt quite good to have someone go high with me! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then the next highlight of the day was the THRILLING RUGBY MATCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer versus Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D of course you should know that we won 17-0. not a very big victory, but a victory nevertheless. :) we had 2 nice visitors! vance and stella! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd say that the pioneeruggers played quite well. i was kept on the edge of my seat throughout the entire match! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we all went to concourse to meet up with everyone else. it was quite a big party! kinda. haha. there was.. *takes a deep breath* (in no order of merit or distinction) stella, vance, wenzong, jason, grant, nigel, kathy, vanessa, xueting, samuel, tuan yeow, hui shi, lay teng, xiao hei aka yi ling, and SHAN YUAN! and me of course. lol. BIG PARTY RIGHT?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vanessa's so mean cos she made me run to the fro the hall and concourse 4 times in total, to help her collect her laptop from jing ling! but it wasn't so bad cos ah zeng accompanied me on 3 trips. =D and i spent sometime talking to samantha anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after this we left school with jessica and weiling joining us. OMG THE TRIP OUT WAS DAMN FUN! we were all playing rugby with poor shan yuan's shoebag with his $159 soccer boots inside? LOL! we were playing a lot. everyone was quite high. and poor shanyuan shouted 'OI!' whenever his shoe bag was DROPKICKED or hit the ground. =X poor him. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at teck whye was alright. grant, sy, wenzong and i. =D talked mostly about ah zeng's si hui. =X he's so excited about meeting sihui la. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today something happened. and i think it's good food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during a break, jazz, hsing fu and i were playing songs by our favourite female singers! jazz's was hebe, hsing's was ayumi and mine was BoA of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone thought that everyone else's singers were bullshit, except their own of course. this isn't meant to be offensive, but it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people must accept that different people have different tastes and thus tend to make different choices. the most fundamental and basic difference is, of course, the difference in personality. it makes us all different from one another. i'm not going to try change hsing's or jazz's taste, neither will they try to change mine or each other's. it's because we respect each other's choice and taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no point in everyone liking the same thing anyway, it makes life dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you agree? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is that, people tend to make choices which go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying that it's the wrong thing to do, but it'd definitely be better if you made the choice for yourself and not for your friends, wouldn't it? if you and your friend have similar interests, consider it a bonus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOUTOUTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anQi: HELLO! haha. don't be lazy. do your work! though it's a different case for me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant: HAHA. yes you be careful too you controversial blogger. and im not FILTHY RICH! i just spend my money wisely and save. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessikway: HELLO! haha. let's have tangyuan together soon! lol. and i'm cool la stop denying that! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy: yes. haha. your words just zoomed through my mind as i was staring at the codes so. THANKS! haha. and it's sad that your blog is gone lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiling: haha. you hit the ball with your PALM AND FINGERS?! LOL. you're supposed to use your lower inner arm! =X near the wrist area. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuyi: HELLO SISTER! (: no i do not have many girls tagging my blog, i just dont reply using the tagboard so you think it's a lot of girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumin: i'm a little racist. =X and yay you finally understand the math :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114658070941598125?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114658070941598125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114658070941598125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114658070941598125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114658070941598125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-of-peasant.html' title='the life of a peasant.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114649340512102613</id><published>2006-05-01T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:37:06.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying?</title><content type='html'>today wasn't so bad. i was studying with stella, grant and jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to study with peggy and jieying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amount of work i did is definitely not proportionate to the amount of time i spent doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must have been while i was on my way home when i thought of this. &lt;em&gt;what's my life coming to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about the amount of undone work i have. it's almost terribly frightening. 3 weeks worth of work. and the most frightening thing is that. i'm not scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't have the mood to do work whenever i sit down in front of my pencil case and foolscap pad. really. i'll just write a couple of lines, then off i am to do something else. anything else but work. why? even the thought of having &lt;strong&gt;3 weeks of undone work&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't scare me. it doesn't motivate me. it doesn't pressurize me. why? i've never really felt any sort of pressure in my academic world. and i've never really cared too. but now. here i am. sitting in front of my computer, wishing that i felt some kind of fear. something, anything to make me want to study. do work hard. to clear up that damn pile of undone homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sleep during lectures. i sleep during tutorials. i just copy and copy notes, half the time not understanding a single thing. i barely pass tests due to sheer luck. i'm pretty much screwing up my jc life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it dawned on me. the thing that can potentially drive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lack a &lt;em&gt;goal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i never had a real goal in life before, most of it being imaginary and stuff. i realise that i need a goal. in jc, i need a goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've heard some people say that in jc, people need weird stuff, like eye-candy or girlfriends to motivate them and stuff. i think it'll just be a distraction. (sorry to all girlfriends/boyfriends out there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's my goal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114649340512102613?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114649340512102613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114649340512102613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114649340512102613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114649340512102613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/studying.html' title='studying?'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114641195762137004</id><published>2006-05-01T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T02:11:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satsun again!</title><content type='html'>HELLO ONCE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yesterday kinda sucked so im just gonna summarize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medical checkup in morning&lt;br /&gt;tkd alumni lunch&lt;br /&gt;synergy at ny. =D&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then TODAY WAS THE GOOD DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met wenzong in the morning for macs and grant, kathy and jazz joined us very very shortly after. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we proceeded straight to sentosa! WOO! ok not directly. we took bus from bukit panjang to harbourfront and then bus from harbourfront to sentosa. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached we went to palawan beach. and omg it was already quite hot. so we found a spot to settle down and kathy proceeded to put her tanning oil. HAHA. in the meantime, grant, zong and i played volleyball! OMG I'M GOOD AT VOLLEYBALL NOW! =D we got a bit tired after a while, with all the running to the water, roads, and places far away to retrieve my ball! so we went to sit down and suddenly zong started burying my feet! LOL. then soon we buried and buried and grant and my feet were BURIED! we took pics but i'm too lazy to upload so.. TOO BAD!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jazz sucks at kicking the ball. my baby kept flying into the stupid water please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while we wanted to play in the water and the area was pretty infested with seaweed and the water looked brownish. so we walked walked walked all the way to the other end of the beach where the sand looked nicer and water looked cleaner. eh. i suspect the water was brownish due to the frequent patronage of malays but nevermind. i kept that to myself. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the nice side of the beach there were many many BIG TALL AND NICE sandcastles! i took a picture, but i'm too lazy to upload it so. too bad. HAHA. kathy and jazz started to join us in playing water volleyball. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, kathy and jazz left to sun tan. lol. so grant, zong and i continued playing and playing volleyball. omg. we've spotted the sentosa monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BIG-ASS MONSTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! anyone who spots a big fat thing sitting on the underside of a woman, PLEASE CALL BEACH PATROL! =&lt;br /&gt;after this we joined jazz and kathy for sun-tanning? in the end we all got a little roasted too. :( but nevermind. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at about noon we went to bathe and stuff before proceeding to harbourfront food centre for lunch? met shan yuan there and we all had lunch together. =D following this was a longggggggggggg long long long bus journey to WOODLANDS! for kathy's partyworld thang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching party world we discovered that there was only a vacant slot from 6-6.30pm? -.- bearing in mind that we were there at about 3.30. that's a pretty long wait. LOL. so i suggested kbox at lot 1 since i was a member anyway? and yay so we proceeded there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were rudely shocked when we went there! OMG it was 20bucks per head for 7 people! EEW! lucky for us, we had kathy! she rocked lah. she bargained the price from 20x7 = 140 DOWN TO 20x5 = 100. =D which means we all paid 20x5/7 = 14 bucks each! we managed to openly 'sneak' 2 people in. thanks to the kbox people. =D alright we sang our hearts out! mostly jay chou songs! HAHA. i love jay chou now! i know .. quite a few of his songs. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we went to foodcourt for dinner! while walking in, we spotted yumin and her family! haha. surprise surprise? i invented a new dish over dinner! it's minced pork MEE POK + MILO! aka. MILO MEEPOK! it's nice alright. especially if there's chilli inside. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then from there we dispersed and went our separate ways. once again, grant, zong and i went together. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a nice day today. but even nice days deserve reflection. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;figure that out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tomorrow's gonna be another fruitful day! *i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying with grant and stella in the early afternoon, followed by GPP with michelle and co. hope it'll actually turn out alright. =P well off to bed i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights people. :) and as always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOUTOUTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela: yes yes it's a remarkable likeness! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anqi: HELLO! haha. surprising to see you, considering that i don't know you that well. =P well S13 is brainy lah. admit it. 4 H2s are not for stupid people! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: HELLO! (: you're not forgotten of course. i think it'll be hard to co-ordinate such an outing though, what with all the mid-years prep coming up, but i'll try my best! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant: yah i took cab! and it's not a habit or anything lah. -_____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesSICKO: you're so random lah. HAHA. and i forgot how i knew about the ghost. i think it was ah zeng. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jialing: hello LAO DA! =D =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathy: :) it turned out alright didn't it? hehe. i'm sure almost everyone had fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layteng: haha. really? blame s15 for stealing your idea! =X or maybe it's just si jesSICKO. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy: you're forgiven. =X and wah lao pj isn't like that. you need a teacher to enter the comp lab. i think. =\ and yes with your high IQ, what's a lousy problem like that?!?! RIGHT?! *smacks! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiling: :P come get me!! haha kidding. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyson: so sad. didn't get to see you guys. :( nevermind! next time invite me back for more dance performances! anyway. i heard about ur pugilistic/dance thingy. go with what you're more comfortable with and used to, alright?! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumin: haha. alright. i'll change the colour scheme then. =) and anyway. yeah i understand the L thing already and i think i know what the L word is. lol. anyway the problem is quite easy. think it the math way. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let [me] = [my father's son]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the riddle becomes: .... the man's father is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the man = my son! =D so easy right? hehe. hope you understand now. =D anyway it was nice seeing you at lot 1 today. (: take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114641195762137004?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114641195762137004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114641195762137004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114641195762137004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114641195762137004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/05/satsun-again.html' title='satsun again!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114624548066002670</id><published>2006-04-29T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:42:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booom!</title><content type='html'>today was quite a good day! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off with slacking in the canteen while waiting for my student councillor's briefing? then i realised it was for student council nominees and not house exco nominees so i just slacked in the canteen with socko, jialing, jazz (SDP) and iris. =D well after a while then we went back to class. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math was ok. math lecture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/15 for maths test is good! though i could have gotten marks for unmarked work but ah i don't really care if my final marks were still a fail grade. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then we had a short break and had stupid chem make up? it sucked. i hate make-up lessons. especially if it's during my breaks! after this we had a short physics tutorial cos we were late and well we ended early. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to wait for jieying cos i was supposed to have lunch with her! but she didnt reply my sms or calls cos she was having lessons! i thought she ended at 12.30. lol. anyway so i spent my time walking around doing nothing much. ham&amp;cheese is damn nice please. i had 2 sets for lunch. =D after this the bpians went back to bp to collect their o-level certs and wanzeng wanted to go too but it would have been at the expense of his GP tutorial so he stayed and i decided to stay too. though i wanted to gate crash the school again and get caught by tiger again. =D well we spent time walking around, doing nothing much AGAIN. then we went to join his s13 (brainy class! 4 H2s!) classmates and well yay i made new friends. =D there's eugene, eugene, daniel and jason. lol. and ivy too. though she didn't say hi to me. well cos i didn't say hi to her too. lol. she might think i'm gay for only saying hello to the boys. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this wanzeng left and i.. met up with jieying! =D i forgot who i hung out with between those 2 events. lol. so i treated her to ji pa mian! (chicken cutlet noodles!) well it wasn't a big thing la but well i treated her to lunch. LOL. HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN JIEYING. =D&lt;br /&gt;spent some time with her and then the bpians came back. so i left JY to meet up with jazz and grant to change for PE? wow we still haven't purchased the PE shorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was okok. 2.4km + 20 pullups. like wtf? i managed a horrible 12min 12 seconds. OMG. like average of 2 min 2 secs per round. not bad considering i did 2min 57seconds for my first round. LOL. in the end i managed to overtake quite a lot of boys to be the first few to complete. eh it's all hsing's fault! he kept kicking the soccerball to me while i was running and i had no choice but to get off the track, onto the field to kick the ball back. LOL. i felt obliged! i think i did mad for the last lap. i managed a 10min 55seconds for 5th lap and finished 6th lap at 12min 12seconds! that's like wtf, 1 min 17 seconds? i sprinted all the way. =D wow it was a sensational lap. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;overtook so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this was the stupid pullups where i finished half without assistance and half with assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we had ACM/CM workshop! (stands for assistant class manager and class manager respectively)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was not so bad. the teacher screwed up the first hour of the workshop with a pretty lousy activity which, surprisingly, my group members couldn't do?!??! (it was jieying, nigel, matthew, richard and I!)  the theme for the day was decision-making and this activity was totally out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle:&lt;br /&gt;I am looking at a portrait of a man. Suddenly, I say, "Brothers and sisters, I have none. But the man's father is my father's son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is MY SON. if you can't get it, ask me. since i spent time explaining to 4 people, i don't see why i can't find some time to explain it to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was a ridiculous activity which involved borrowing money, doing 80 pushups and getting many groups of people to chicken-dance with us. don't ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i still owe tin fong 2 bucks. =\after this, nigel and i met up with kathy and we proceeded to causeway point to meet the rest (ah zeng, grant, jazz and hsing). more people joined us later. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around to look for nigel's bag. lol. sadly, he found none.went to uncle tidbits and to macs to stone a bit. then we left for hsing's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his house was indeed a nice experience. though it was quite sparsely furnished. it had everything a person needed for living. it was the kind of house i pictured myself living in next time. =D but actually the house was quite nicely done up. i wouldn't mind living like that too. provided a maid cleans the house every 3 days or so. or my house'll be infested with dickroaches. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, hsing's internet was plonked up and wouldn't work despite sam and my continual attempts. kh tried a bit too. good luck guys.finalised sunday's sentosa outing! =D jazz, kathy, ah zeng, ty and me! =D potentially nigel too. heh. i can't wait for it. volleyball, tanning and stuff. not that i need tanning or stuff. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not long after, we all decided it was time to go home. =D poor zeng went home by train alone while jazz and kathy sprinted for their lives as 187 entered the berth. so nigel, grant and i went to wait for the 963. it was quite a long wait. in silence though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus ride home, nigel and grant slept. o.o i was wondering if i should stay on the bus to wait for grant's stop in case he didn't wake up. but he did. so i just dropped and transferred to a taxi. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home pretty late. around 11.45? then ah. chatted a bit and bathed and here i am blogging. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright tmr i have stupid medical checkup in the morning which means i can't go for pioneer's first online taekwondo grading with jazz. damn it. i want to be there! lol. oh well. anyway tmr is synergy night! =D i can't wait for it. synergy! with anna and weijie. suddenly i don't feel like going. or feel like going alone. my presence there will be so extra. seriously. ah oh well. i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM A HYPOCRITE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela: HAHA. yes it's a nice picture. =X nice drawing and handwriting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna: HELLO! seeyou soon! =D i love synergy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beatrix: heyy dear friend! haha. well of course. it was a good catching up. and i think i know more or less who you're referring to. haha. let's go out some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant: yessir. fail me. i love failing. im a hypocrite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessikway: oi *smacks* this isn't your tagboard! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy: hello pig. haha. eh how come you get to use the computer! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuhan: HELLO! =D thanks for your tag and i love tags! =D and i don't hate you lah. you're a nice person! =D you're not a vainpot. you're just typically a girl. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shumin: haha. yeah there's finally a theme right? =P nice right? all thanks to that jessikway. =X haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyson: yes i started with black belt. LOL. orbee. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumin: :) im rich can! HAHA. eh i think it's your browser. for me, firefox doesnt have an extended white box but internet explorer does. =P haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114624548066002670?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114624548066002670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114624548066002670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114624548066002670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114624548066002670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/booom.html' title='booom!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114624134439813722</id><published>2006-04-29T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:22:24.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kah hwee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM A HYPOCRITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&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/22197337-114624134439813722?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114624134439813722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114624134439813722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114624134439813722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114624134439813722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/kah-hwee.html' title='kah hwee.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114615227748817748</id><published>2006-04-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:51:02.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness at work.</title><content type='html'>omg i'm feeling random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for this sunday's outing!? i hope it still goes through. what with the low attendance and confirmation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for tomorrow cos it's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO LECTURES! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;JIEYING'S BIRTHDAY! =)&lt;br /&gt;EASY PEE-EE. =D&lt;br /&gt;FOUR HOUR BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;CM/ACM WORKSHOP!&lt;br /&gt;DOTA WITH THE BEE-PIANS. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hope it rocks? =D i'm looking so forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh here's today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class manager/assistant class manager installation! i got my stupid badge! yay!&lt;br /&gt;thanks shuhan for cheering! and tuan yeow for calling me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex talk (sex = physical closeness!)&lt;br /&gt;i had sex with many people today. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;infatuation is common. so if you're a shallow person. don't feel sad. =) there're a lot of people out there like you. =D and to quote someone, dennis yeo spoke like he was telling us to marry our best friend. =&lt;br /&gt;ok it was boring after this. seriously. school sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the long 2 hour break we did a lot of stuff! i thought i saw my work/time so i rushed to the front of the concourse! i didn't see her but i saw wenzong so i walked around with him till the canteen! where we saw jessica and walked to the OWENS notice board to sign up for OWENS HOUSE NIGHT CYCLE! =D nessa already helped me and jessica sign up (so nice!) so i effortlessly and without-wasting-time-ly went to borrow a pen from a person nearby to sign him up! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this jessica went off and me and wz went around and OMG work/time isn't from OWENS so she's not coming for night cycle and there's zero. possibility. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we just hung around and talked to people and i spotted the s01-couple-shuhan-and-porshin! ok then blah blah and we hung around till it was time for econs then we deliberately stayed on till about 10 minutes into the lesson before trying to find the classroom. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were eventually 20 minutes late and instead of getting scolded by the teacher, WE SCOLDED HER! for picking a room in such an obscure area that we had to walk around school so much. ROFL. in the end we just got back our first econs assignment (i scored 4/15 and well i think that was above average, judging from everyone's scores. LOL) and i just a bit asleep. econs sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after this we went to meet up with everyone and omg i was seriously feeling high. totally. i wanted to just high the entire night away! we made a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conny! =D nessa's friend. LOL. we wanted to gangbang her but nessa saved her. :( ok nevermind i love being high! then at the bus stop we met shuhan again! =) then met victor too! (he's a new friend i made. =D s17's assistant class manager)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we went to bpp for kfc. =\ it was quite good. i realised i crapped a lot. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this went to meet angela, hui shi and a friend in macs. i forgot her name. lol. studied a wee little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home with sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked A LITTLE. lol. well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomness of a mik's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and xueting! (me looking at my phone and she looking at her phone while we simultaneously zi-lianed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ghost in the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real MR LOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'MR LOO!' BY ANGELA KWA! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try getting out of that situation without a basket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00301.jpg" border="0" height="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The model student image' by grant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn rich! that's my daily allowance. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to take a pic with nigel then suddenly i popped into this pose and he's like 'OI BU YAO WAN LA' (oi don't play!) LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114615227748817748?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114615227748817748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114615227748817748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114615227748817748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114615227748817748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/randomness-at-work.html' title='randomness at work.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114607012370120858</id><published>2006-04-27T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:48:43.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death of a speaker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;as the speaker dies, a mute is born into this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's so sickening.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;green bazaar sucked. i love my new skin. and i love taekwondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks lots jessiKWAY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to shiling too! i still preserved some of the old stuff which you did for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the end of something bad doesn't necessarily mark the beginning of something good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114607012370120858?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114607012370120858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114607012370120858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114607012370120858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114607012370120858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/death-of-speaker.html' title='death of a speaker.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114598103514671186</id><published>2006-04-26T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:46:55.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grant</title><content type='html'>day after day.&lt;br /&gt;time pass away.&lt;br /&gt;and i just can't get you off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have nothing to blog about. but i'm here to talk about grant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant is damn pro can? omg. seriously. he's one true-blue frank to the core person and i like that in people! i think everyone should learn from him! =D speaking his mind. this post isn't to fame him but it's to tell you how much admiration i have for him! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela: =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ym: haha sorry i love posting pictures so you find lots of them on my blog. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xueting: haha hello! *chokes* pork floss! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jazz: :D yes of course la. i love the pic of the s01 couple porshin and shu-han! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minky: helllo! =D yeah! mian xian. lol. yeah it was quite a fun trip! you'll know after reading my entry of course! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiling: sorry lah. =P but i love being detailed! sometimes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggy: welcome again! lol. yes my cramps have subsided. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathy jie: HELLO! i've updated! =D i linked you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyson aka tian cai: =D no la it's just that i didn't tag so it looks like a lot of tags. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah zeng: hello! i was at yours too! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ym: hello! =D yes it's been long since you last flooded me! see i'm still alive and not drowned yet. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica: HELLO! =D chinese sucks! and i demand my blogskin NOW! LOL. and stop cursing lah! it's muh blog! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114598103514671186?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114598103514671186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114598103514671186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114598103514671186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114598103514671186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/grant.html' title='grant'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114580279637976882</id><published>2006-04-23T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:33:16.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boom!</title><content type='html'>booooom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was alright. i guess. lol. started off with breakfast with my family (excluding my dad of course) after which i took a bus down to woodlands to study with jieying! (the bp one, not the s16 one. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i was supposed to be right on time. but wooo i took the wrong bus and i ended up at woodlands checkpoint?! wtf! so i quickly got into a taxi and zooomed down to causeway to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up and went to macs at woodlands civic centre for a drink to wait for the library to open, which proved to be wrong, as the library opened at like 10? we thought it was 11. lol. wanted to do some work at macs so i took out my pencil case and this small kid walked past and he saw my pencil case and went 'wahh ultraman!!' then he did the ultraman flying pose. =\ super retarded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after this went to find a seat in the library to study and.... couldn't find a seat. lol. so we just settled down at this sofa armchair thingy and did our work. hmm. didn't do much work! i just wasn't in the mood. although i did start on my gp essay. lol. i've this feeling that i'm going to retain! but NO! i must have the end in sight! that's to attend prom with the 06 batch and not the 07 batch! thanks to kathy for that personal target! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah back to topic. jieying. lol. she was doing her music theory thing and i was super bored of gp so i just kept disturbing her. =X after all this we went to causeway for NEOPRINTS! LOL. not exactly neoprints la. just a neo-card. =\ and then on to lunch at macs? haha. then after this i had a bad stomachache so.. jieying went for her piano thingy and i went home! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the house at like 5 to fetch my dad, who's just returning from a golfing trip, from the airport. :) and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-met up with my uncle's children, talked and played with them.&lt;br /&gt;-went for dinner at changi village, NASI LEMAK! sambal sambal sambal!&lt;br /&gt;-went home to ease my stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am blogging. =\ suddenly i just don't feel like blogging. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114580279637976882?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114580279637976882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114580279637976882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114580279637976882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114580279637976882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/boom.html' title='boom!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114572732160852230</id><published>2006-04-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:46:56.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night jaunt!</title><content type='html'>yay! yesterday and today morning was the annual pioneer NIGHT JAUNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. if you're wondering what night jaunt means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry: &lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;jaunt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Function: &lt;i&gt;noun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;archaic&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; a tiring trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; an excursion undertaken especially for pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in this case, both meanings applied. =D cos it was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; excursion undertaken especially for pleasure. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night jaunt pwned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started of quite retardedly. cos i'm retarded. =D i went around trying to be friendly la. offering food and stuff. jumping around. and making a lot of noise. even a public performance to the neighbouring bus. =X ok the people on our bus were QUITE FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was basically... 5 groups? first was the hoods group aka the bp people!! :( second was the 4 people at the back? i don't know how they're related though. lol. then there was the s14 group of alvin, diana and winky. then there was another group with patrick inside! (p5 classmate patrick kwai! or kuai!) then it was 06S16! =D no pre-dominant group i guess. everyone just kept to themselves basically. =\ lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the general schedule was night safari, east coast lagoon, changi village, old changi hospital, red house, gayleng. oops. geylang. then the lim chu kang cemetary. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started at NIGHT SAFARI! lol. it was really really fun! we started as a whole group but broke up into different groups eventually. lol. at the end it was just US THE YISHUNITES!&lt;br /&gt;mi-chel, gim siong, the 06s01 couple shu han and por-shin, wanzeng(wenzong) and i! =D we called ourselves the yishunites so that no one would know we're from pj. =X they'll be stupid if they don't know we're from pj cos all our shirts either contain 'PJC' or 'PIONEER' on them. yes. bold letters. lol. after this s16 gathered at the stage and we took pictures together. =) courtesy of khai boon! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after this we got on the bus again to proceed to EAST COAST LAGOON! si mi-chel pang seh-ed yishunites la. she said she was gonna have dinner with us. lol. but hoods with SHU HAN, PORSHIN, ALYSSA, XUE TING and KATHY the prophet had dinner together anyway. hoods with the s01 lovebirds on 1 table. kathy, xueting, alyssa and nigel at another. i had hokkien mee and satay!  :) we took photos! =D all at the bottom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus on and we went to changi village! wellll it was quite retarded. cos we picked a carpark and just kept going round and round it. it was for us to look at the transvestites and laugh at how fake they look? i think artificial beauty is not beautiful at all! =s contrary to what other people think? haha. then we dropped off at another carpark to buy drinks and ease ourselves. =D&lt;br /&gt;grant was generous. he treated everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to toilet. LOL. cos you need to pay 10cents to use the washroom? he was like 'come come i treat you all to toilet' then he started counting the number of people and he paid the uncle who was manning it. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yishunites went to cheers to buy drinks? damn expensive please! so me and wanzeng bought '$1 drinks' from a provision shop nearby. which closed immediately after we bought it? it was $1 for a 1.5litre and 500ml bottles of ice mountain water. $1 drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we went back to the bus to be on our way to OLD CHANGI HOSPITAL! which was seriously very disappointing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after this i kind of mellowed down cos well it wasn't really fun being high by yourself? =\ and everyone's just being reactive and passive about it. yup. so i went to sit with either wan zeng or mi-chel or diana. haha. mostly listening to music la. i found out mi-chel is quite a nice person. =D both to hang out with and to just be with. be-friended 2 new people too! por-shin and shu han! 06s01 =) shu-han's a vainpot la. kept checking the mirror to check her hair. LOL. even at 3am in the morning! HELLO?! =p made friends with gim siong too. :) humans club president? or one of those exco people. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached then the girls were like damn scared of it? then yk smsed me something about not looking back if someone taps you on your shoulder and then i read it out and they were freaked out! LOL. but of course as a boy i played my part. i turned on my handphone light (which is very draining of battery ok! compromising my mp3 time :P) to shine on the path for them to walk. and i even walked near the end of the group, where nobody desires to be at. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walk walk walk. sheesh. nothing much. nothing scary. probably just girls scaring themselves. maybe boys too? hah. so we walked in, then walked out. it started to rain! woo! i thought it was gonna be interesting, with everyone having to stay here for a long time. haha. i was thinking 'oh yeah we have to spend the night here and maybe we can venture into the other places?!?!? hehehe. but no. the rain came and went like hi-bye friends. instantaneously! oh well. so, bus on and we proceeded to red house! whose position no one really knew. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau and grant and don't-know-who kept calling me 'leader' and 'boss' which was quite annoying?!?! i don't like being called that. though i do like being a leader. =D but 'mikhail' or 'mik' would be fine. :) or 'xiao-mik'! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red house turned out to be another disappointing place. -.-" just looking at a old house which was sooooo strewn with overgrowth and undergrowth and middlegrowth and whatever-growths. lol. then talking about the 2 stone lions on the sides which stared at the middle. hmm. who'd go loook them in the eye and get freaked out? sheesh. lol. then i told gim siong 'eh imagine if you check the water and power meter now and find it running?' hehe. then he was like 'eh you go check la' but well we'd already walked off and i was feeling a bit lazy so we just walked on back to the bus. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. on to geylang. eh. it was an ok-ok place. not much to see. we just had our breakfast at some place far from the bus? you tiao, soya milk and this taiwan noodle strands? lol. i don't know the english name. then we went back to the bus and on to lim chu kang cemetary! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep on the bus and i just slept throughout the entire journey and missed everything! well it wasn't so bad. cos when i went down they were playing 'catch the ball'! lol! it's this new game where the 'ball' was actually formed when the light from a torchlight shined on something and a ball was formed?? haha! so no one can actually win. eh. anyway i heard that the walk was boring. so i didn't miss out on anything. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school and this time i slept throughoutttt only waking up when the bus reached the school. lol. it was alright. and from there we dispersedd. me, ah zeng and kh went home and the rest went for breakfast AGAIN. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and upon reaching home, i bathed and slept and slept and slept! from 9+ to about 5. lol. amazing. i loved the sleep man. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a record which i've set! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 hours of sleep over 5 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat that! haha!&lt;br /&gt;though it involved quite a bit of sleeping in lectures and everything but i still managed to catch up! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. pictures follow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00241.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night safari sign! though it's too dark to be seen in this photo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00243.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;min xian and i! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00247.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hui li! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00248.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shoes and jazz's in the uv lit room. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00249.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06s16 on the stage! =D photo courtesy of khai boon! (who's absent in this picture. duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00650.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 retards! jazz, zeng, mik, zhijie, sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/farawaygirl/Jason/Porshinandhan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/farawaygirl/Jason/Porshinandhan2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porshin and shu han! =) the 06s01 couple! (i'll forever remember them by this name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00251.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 sticks, of satay baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00254.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hokkien mee which didn't really taste good! =\ porshin agrees with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00257.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06s16 (without jeremy and a lot of food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00258.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06s16 (with jeremy and A LOT OF FOOD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hoods. (: lol. shu-han and porshin can't be seen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hoods again! + nigel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00263.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 girls (alyssa, kathy and xueting) + nigel! (who seems to be everywhere doesn't he?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mi-chel! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00238.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random pic of me with a nice .. bow tie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00239.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah it's a cork necklace! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00219.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant being poked! =&lt;br /&gt;alright it's already 1.33am the next morning and.. wow. im tired. =\ alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114572732160852230?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114572732160852230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114572732160852230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114572732160852230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114572732160852230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/night-jaunt.html' title='night jaunt!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/farawaygirl/Jason/th_Porshinandhan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114554502008564332</id><published>2006-04-20T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:33:39.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was quite a boring day generally.&lt;br /&gt;things spiced up -a little- during econs.but the real fun came after econs!&lt;br /&gt;the gang-bangers: kathy, mik, jazz, kh, grant, samuel, tuan yeow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang bang 1: constance.&lt;br /&gt;we went to gangbang constance! imagine you're studying alone and suddenly a group of SEVEN people walk up to you and starts talking to you and unanimously asks you to study in the light instead of in the dark. then someone whom you vaguely know asks to take a photo with you.and everyone seems so sneaky. :) that probably left her traumatised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.gang bang 2: weiLING!&lt;br /&gt;kathy's friend. ha. weiling! she was just walking and walking.. then we moved in for the kill. after she got on the bus, grant, kh, jazz and i started! we just kept bugging her and irritating the hell out of her! TRAUMATISING, BABY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang bang 3: ANDREA HOE!&lt;br /&gt;an ex-classmate of ty, kah hwee and i, whoa. we pwned her. height. fatness. sarcastically mocking her intelligence. EVERYTHING! damn. we pwned her too. pwned pwned! it was already at triple kill state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang bang 4: the grand finale, prophet herself, KATHY!&lt;br /&gt;we were just walking walking. then we were undecided about where to go for dinner? so we all just crowded around her and bombarded her with questions! where to go for dinner? where, prophet, where? WHERE? WHERE?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatalities: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highness: very very!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to kfc for dinner, nothing much except for the interesting lamborghini ride which i brought kathy in. and grant and i simulating driving around in our cars. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh if you don't know why there're mirrors in bp plaza's kfc. it's for customers to check their faces for cream since everything in kfc has cream or sauce of some sort. =&lt;br /&gt;well headed down (up?) to sky garden after that for a bit of talking, watching people play &lt;em&gt;tamiya&lt;/em&gt; cars, watching kids ride motorized cars, and reminiscing about our own childhood with motorized cars and tamiya cars. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after this. and here i am. once again. :) i'm torn into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a song quote, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114554502008564332?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114554502008564332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114554502008564332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114554502008564332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114554502008564332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-was-quite-boring-day-generally.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114552923126935608</id><published>2006-04-20T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T18:33:51.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thristday.</title><content type='html'>gosh. nothing to blog about. and now's econs and everyone's just stoning. but not everyone. in the corner of the computer lab, 3 boys are hard at work. 2 working on the presentation and 1 working on his blog. you guessed right. it's kah mik and grannie the fo0l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, we managed to do a better powerpoint than the other group who has been preparing since last year. they suck! losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now kah's working on brushing up for the presentation. and where's jazz? i do not know. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fcuk! econs sucks cos it's really only for one hour but we're staying back an hour for make-up and for presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was generally boring. having only a total of 8 hours of night sleep in 3 days. it's pretty much a tiring week. =D will it last? i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone got into night jaunt. but not everyone wants. what a waste. our first class outing and nobody really wants to go? nevermind. hoods will own the night jaunt. and grant's favourite, huili too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's pretty boring now. nothing in particular to look forward to except synergy next saturday and sentosa next sunday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the reason why i've not really been blogging is cos i've been busy at colin and kero's blog. sheesh. it just served as a reminder to me about how closed a society singapore is. closed in the sense of it's mentality and mindset. homosexuals are deemed unacceptable in singapore's society, as are they in most asian countries. it's just sad. people are born that way. why go to the extent of changing them to be socially acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;religion aside, what'd be your stand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114552923126935608?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114552923126935608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114552923126935608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114552923126935608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114552923126935608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/thristday.html' title='thristday.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114528349847998934</id><published>2006-04-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:18:18.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moanday NO BLUES!</title><content type='html'>HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great. if not for the fact that i slept at 4am the previous night(morning) and woke up at 6am. 2 hours of sleep. weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning was PE! =D&lt;br /&gt;we did stupid timed 2-lap ... rounds! like 800-m sets! under 4 minutes per set. which would mean maximum of 2 minutes per 400m?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first set was not bad. 3min 31 secs?&lt;br /&gt;second was not so bad too! 3min 48 secs!&lt;br /&gt;third was... very bad. LOL. 5min 37 secs!&lt;br /&gt;LAST SET WAS THE BEST! 3min 21 secs! i was the fastest in class for the last lap! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sprinted my butt off please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly. i didnt even fall asleep a single time today! i almost did once but thanks to nessa, i didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't catch much during any tutorials or lecture. i should have just slept! no difference anyway. =&lt;br /&gt;sheesh i had a bad dream yesterday! terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i crashed NY... and everyone seemed to have forgotten me? pohs, geokz, yuxi, dancers.. everyone! =( i don't know why but i felt very sad when teik-ling forgot me? i was just.. crashing alone? doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i feel good cos i helped nigel! kinda! =D he said his first hi to his eye-candy! =) ok i shall not mention it to protect her/his identity! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm today talked to kah hwee about lotsa stuff. hope everything will turn out right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling so random today. sheesh. AND I STILL OWE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nessa&lt;/span&gt; m&amp;ms chocolate! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. i don't know what else to blog already. quite a boring day generally. nothing much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes it just feels like you really don't care.&lt;br /&gt;if only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114528349847998934?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114528349847998934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114528349847998934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114528349847998934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114528349847998934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/moanday-no-blues.html' title='moanday NO BLUES!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114511312329983340</id><published>2006-04-15T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T17:44:34.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright today was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first was lunch with jazz and grant? we restocked on our lecture supplies (aka sweets) and then we separated, jazz and grant off to fetch STELLA my ex-wife *sobs secretly* and i went to school in case jieying reached already and would be lonely. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, the girl who was supposed to be latest arrived FIRST. wow. power la pig. lol. then about 3 seconds later, everyone else came! -.-" jieying, stella, jazz, grant (in no order of merit or distinction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then we crapped for like.. an hour? till tkd started. LOL. barely did any work. =\ and im supposed to feel sad? sheesh. lol. then we went for tkd. did a lot of stretching and warm-up exercises! =D feel super loose! as in, my muscles. :)  we revised koryo poomsae after this and i realised how much i sucked at it! my stances were all wrong and so were my hand levels! screw!&lt;br /&gt;felt very demoralised la. but nevermind. i got over it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet my family to head down to HARBOURFRONT CENTRE for dinner. =D&lt;br /&gt;it was alright. i don't like shopping. at least not with my family la. my sister's ok. but entire family? -.-" no fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya then i realised there were so many pictures in my phone?! stella and grant's work of course. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then i reached home. and this happened! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; wat ya doin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; xiaomik@blogspot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; talking to everyone in the world except you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) i actually enjoyed doing that? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another conversation between jazz and i:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; im not going to be pres or vice pres of tkd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; im going to be member!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 1. president dun like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 2. president like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 3. president like 2nd dun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 4. KHAI BOON IS JOINING TKD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; i think u siao liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 4. KHAI BOON IS JOINING TKD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; 4. KHAI BOON IS JOINING TKD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 4. KHAI BOON IS JOINING TKD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; IM SERIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; aiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; join so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; jasmine will want him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; and then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; she marry him?&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; oh ya. anyway. the firewall the car is a chrysler, not bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; no la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; she will want him to be pres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; den u vice pres, den i backside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; why can;t i backside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; cos she want you to be vp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and she want me to be backside!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; who tell u that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; shld be ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; lol im laughing can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ahhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; nvm la. we both be backsides. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pay it forward! =) catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114511312329983340?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114511312329983340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114511312329983340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114511312329983340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114511312329983340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/alright-today-was-quite-good.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114503588038771851</id><published>2006-04-15T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T18:44:17.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.</title><content type='html'>yay. today was quite a fun day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 movies in a row. cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first show was firewall. an extremely retarded show, and a waste of money too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eight Below&lt;/span&gt;', which was a very very nice movie based on a true story! by disney. ahh.. disney makes good movies don't they? :) it's a very touching story indeed! the company was great too! michelle, min li, min xian, huili, aloy, khai boon, adam, melvin and i! =D it was supposed to be a class outing but well not many people were informed about it, thus the low turn-out. lol. anyway hope the hoods had a jolly good time! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had pepper lunch for dinner (adam, boon, mel and i) and we screwed it up so bad our dishes had to be renamed 'salt lunch' instead. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here're SOME pictures to show you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/DSC00167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/DSC00167.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor khai boon. =X evil adam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00168.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor melvin! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok those 2 photos were faked to resemble the original situation la alright? and i hope khai boon enjoyed his soy sauce rice =D you deserve it for doing your shih-lin-street-snacks-salt-and-pepper on my rice! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to walk walk a bit and bought NETHERLANDS WRIST BAND! it's like those livestrong wristbands but it's interlocking and it represents the countries' national flag colours =D me melvin and khai boon bought orange-white! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/DSC00169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/DSC00169.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright im quite hairy. =D shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we walked to lido quite slowly to buy snacks for our movie? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up with aloy and went into the theatre! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was good! go catch it! i won't be a spoiler! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after this we went down to the first floor and took ONE group photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/14042006007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/14042006007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very clear, but to tell you, clockwise from me, it's melvin, khai boon, adam, michelle and hui li. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home then and thus our separate ways. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home to a very entertaining conversation with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;angela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you like pink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;as in happy or like bous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bois*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i like boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MIKHAIL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;are you sure abt tt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;how come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what how come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HOW COME you like guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;why cannot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i mean, how come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you have to answer me first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cos... they're more attractive than girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dont lie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;girls not as attractive than guys mehs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yah.. girls so.... not nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i think masculinity appeals more to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so found ur eye candy in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i found one lehs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and then, hes quite musclar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you wanna like him too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite entertaining right? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh alright. im tired. im going off soon. =\ another long day tomorrow (aka today? haha.)&lt;br /&gt;studying + tkd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah before i forget! me and jazz almost got into a fight today with 2 small-bengs. =\ trying to act big! lol. ok it's like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jazz were at macs, minding our own business and listening to our own music. alright it was quite packed already and thus there were many people waiting for seats. lol. then these 2 morons were like diao-ing us for quite long already. i noticed. but i still took my time and went to the toilet, to find them diao-ing jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even after i was finished, as i was walking back, i saw them diao-ing jazz! what's with them?! so i told jazz 'ah let's go la. people buay song already.' so we packed up and left. for the fun of it, as i was leaving, i diao-ed the bigger sized boy. then i heard him say 'kuah lan jiao' ('look at dick' in hokkien) and i wanted to laugh alright. then outside macs i talked to jazz about it and he heard it too. i felt like turning around at them and say 'ah wa si kuah lan jiao eh, le buay song ah?' (yeah i was looking at dicks, you're unhappy with it?' in hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt of course. =D since im peace-loving. but i felt so tempted to go back and diao them to pick a fight man. eh. my hands are itchy and my legs are aching. i want to fight so badly. haven't fought in like. 2 years. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright im damn tired already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114503588038771851?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114503588038771851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114503588038771851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114503588038771851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114503588038771851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/haha.html' title='haha.'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114486058523613062</id><published>2006-04-13T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T00:55:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you's!</title><content type='html'>to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;get out, right now, it's the end of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;.. i just want you to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;we're stoppin' and stallin',&lt;br /&gt;we're running in circles again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you two&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:) i'm still in loveeeeeee with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;we will still be, friends forever. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;dare you to move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;i will always love you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114486058523613062?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114486058523613062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114486058523613062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114486058523613062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114486058523613062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/yous.html' title='you&apos;s!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114485232622164210</id><published>2006-04-12T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:32:19.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a Wetnessday and I have Wetnessday purples. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept through lectures and half of the tutorial today! Sleeping rocks! lol. Oh and please congratulate me cos I handed in my first chem practical on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of school la. It's TKD after lessons and we were teaching newbies. 2 of them were excruciatingly slow and I don't know whether they were really like that or they were acting like retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after TKD I went for dinner with the brotherhood guys and samuel and shanyuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, cos tomorrow I'll be going for outing with nyFamily! :D I'm so excited, can? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAH HWEE! Hope you're alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GRANT! GET WELL SOON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To TY, KH, Nigel and Grant, congrats for getting into cybergaming club. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Peggy, great that your op went smoothly! :) and sorry we couldn't go down to visit you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as posted by peggy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha. good thing today black-tip aka the speaker who thrashed me in debate didnt come or i'd have pwned her! in sparring! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tkd owned today! we learned koryo poomsae. :)  we mastered it! we're owning now! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay hockey sticks are fun! i wanna buy a hockey stick and play with it ALL DAY! it can be my golf club, my dragonboat paddle, my canoeing paddle, my sword, my fencing blade, EVERYTHING! =D that's enough reason for you to get a hockey stick! oh yeah there's another reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can be my hockey stick. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if jason feels the same way towards it? =( lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how kh is? =\ i haven't seen him online (i think) nor got a reply from him since just now! ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just now went to popular with jazz and bought a.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new ring file, correction pen and. something else which i forgot. ah. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but my blog entries seem to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very heavily paragraphed. =&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114485232622164210?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114485232622164210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114485232622164210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114485232622164210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114485232622164210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-is-wetnessday-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114476732446929094</id><published>2006-04-11T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:58:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a bad-tiful obtuseday!</title><content type='html'>oh man today was the worst obtuseday ever! it's also the first obtuseday ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it started with a bad debate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm never debating again! how'd i know that 3rd opp speaker speaks before 3rd prop speaker?! -.-!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok nevermind dont talk about debate anymore. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really remember anything much after debate. just feeling very down cos of debate. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept during physics. sigh. but still managed to catch up and stuff. phew. i finished my first piece of physics homework today! cool eh? and a chinese zuo wen. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we went to study at the concourse and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i kinda had something going on with jazz, but i didnt say anything to him.&lt;/span&gt; terrible. but it's resolved. at least. hmm. went for chem lecture test. omg. fckungi sucked! lost a lot of marks already. but it's my fault! didnt study anything despite kah hwee's pushing. maybe a bit of complacency la. and didnt even do any proper questions. lol. but nevermind. if i pass then, yay! if i fail then.. yay cos im gonna retain j1. i think it'll be fun! but i wanna remain in house exo please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after this, i was supposed to celebrate my dad's birthday but yet another bad thing happened. and once again, luckily it was resolved eventually. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am. blogging away. wondering what fate has in stored for me tomorrow? will taekwondo be great? will jason be alright with xing yue? will grant get better? will kah hwee have dinner? will piggy's op be alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i fall asleep during lectures again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;at the same time that i'm thinking all these. i'm thinking about my ny friends.. am i just another page in your '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;memories' book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello. my name is mikhail. and i will be rebutting on ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114476732446929094?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114476732446929094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114476732446929094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114476732446929094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114476732446929094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-bad-tiful-obtuseday.html' title='it&apos;s a bad-tiful obtuseday!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114459731909392489</id><published>2006-04-11T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:42:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellohello I'm &lt;s&gt;mouse&lt;/s&gt; mik and I'm here to blog! OK plenty of pictures from shopping on sunday coming up and I'm lazy to type more. Oh. My sister and I walked from pacific plaza to far east to wisma atria to paragon to taka and then heeren. Remarkable huh. And what did I buy in the end? A shirt and a bottle. Only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed i have many red-side shirts. go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister's personal target list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro! cute bro. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ichiban boshi at great world city. unagi kabayaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister and lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis and mom and lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LUNCH. MINE MINE MINE. MINE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E. in case you didn't see that. i eat already nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look constipated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SHOE. MY SHOE. MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the escalator. i was hoping i would fall flat on my face. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at dan ryans! clam chowder in bread boule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going.. going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME. I look evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a BAD BOY I don't eat my veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog entry courtesy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;peggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&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/22197337-114459731909392489?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114459731909392489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114459731909392489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114459731909392489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114459731909392489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/hellohello-im-mouse-mik-and-im-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114450266807308301</id><published>2006-04-08T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:15:10.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>today was quite a good day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, went to meet jazz at teck whye for prawn noodles lunch, then studying at macs as it was pouring! raining mice and pigs? haha. ahh *nursery rhymes!* lol. well  studying was not bad. considering that i finished quite a lot of questions from the stupid math supplementary worksheet. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant the dog-owner joined us shortly, lol. there was this teen giving tuition to this horsey (internal joke =x) in macs next to us and it was lame. cos the stupid horsey kept telling the stupid teen stories about his school and the teen kept saying 'really ar?' -_- then the horse will go 'ya ya really!' rofl man. luckily i had my music to shut off their voices. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this we went back to pj. it was damn funny. cos today was parent-teacher meeting day IN CONJUNCTION with Higher Education Day. Big Deal Man. :x so there were many parents in school. so whenever us 3 walked past a group of parent-child, we'll be like 'eh so you quit smoking already ah?' or 'wah yesterday you smoke how many sticks?' or 'wah lau you pussy! try la. smoking very shiok one!' LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to get our tae-kwon-do gi (uniform) from the coach! WOOOO! it rocked! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also learned 4 patterns (fixed sets of moves to pass each tae-kwon-do level) for white-10, white-9, yellow-8 and yellow-7. :) yay we rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also learned a bit of the black-belt pattern. :) POOMSAE KORYO! (use your phonics to pronounce it!) ok it's damn cool la! i'll illustrate it in words for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right chopping-block, double side-kick, chop, punch, block.&lt;br /&gt;left chopping-block, double side-kick, chop, punch, block!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left high outer chop, left low outer chop&lt;br /&gt;right high inner chop, right low outer chop.&lt;br /&gt;left high inner chop, left low outer chop.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT HIGH CHOKE and shout *HIAK!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished. =D we own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here're pictures! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/DSC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/DSC00105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jazz trying our best to look serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/DSC00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/DSC00104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me trying VERY hard to look serious and jazz. smiling. =&lt;br /&gt;after that, i'd actually wanted to go to bpp for dinner. but my mum smsed me and asked what time i'll be home. OMG i forgot today i was gonna celebrate my dad's birthday. so .. change of plans and i went home. lol. blessing in disguise. in case i met pig and she'd given me a smack =&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah on my way home, my stupid prepaid line suddenly WENT OUT OF CREDIT! argh.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i was passing by rail mall at that time so i dropped by 7-eleven to get a stupid top-up card. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! not long ago i'd actually topped up my card balance to like 38 bucks? considering that 1 buck = 20 sms and i get 10 free sms a day. walau. damn it. prepaid's getting me dead broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway. went home. something bad happened. went out for dinner. and here i am. blogging. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boreddddddddd life seems so boring sometimes! oh yeah here's a picture to keep you all entertained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/DSC00101.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/DSC00101.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happened when i tried to tear up my piece of chicken into 2. only keeping the small portion, with the big portion flying off my plate and onto the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story? don't be greedy. take your time. and be patient. and don't use too much strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYA. the hidden meaning is that. if there's something you want badly. take your time, don't be so "WAHHHHHHHHHHH CHIONG AHHHHHHH", consistent effort. and wait. that's the keyword. wait.! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114450266807308301?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114450266807308301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114450266807308301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114450266807308301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114450266807308301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114442457602115432</id><published>2006-04-07T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:42:56.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PE!</title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i should've slept earlier yesterday. like huize said. cos i really did fall asleep during maths lecture! omg! but it's ok. despite being almost-asleep for more than half the time, i managed to catch up eventually. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE WAS TERRIGIBLE, HORRIGIBLE, VEGETABLE! like seriously! i can already get a B-grade for my stupid standing broad jump, what's the point in training more! B is enough for a gold! hello! spent an hour training jumping? lame! haha. then went back to concourse to find lao da(aka jl) and xiao er(aka socko!) for a while then went to play bball with the other boys, tin fong, yi-lin(sp?), fong ting and.. huijing(sp?)? lol. grant's favourite! =D not bad la. played quite hard. and i learnt about jump-shot today! like jumping without shooting is a foul? sheesh. lol. how on earth do you fake then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to find kathy (aka da jie!) and went to lot 1 for sushi! met up with ty and stella (and friend) and some robinhood people then went to suki sushi for dinner! =D (kathy, jason, grant, kah hwee and i!) then we met their friend working there! shi ting! quite a nice person la. helped us to cheat on the bill. =X details confidential! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to the back of lot 1 for our divinations! kathy da jie forsaw "dont know leh" for my future eye-candy, which jason kept on enquiring about! i had the same prediction for monkhood and gayhood! lol. kh kept probing about a particular issue which will not be disclosed online! (: i seriously do wish him all the best in it though! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im quite happy. cos i resolved quite a lot of stuff with kh already. (: feel much better now. although today was quite weird. cos it started quite well. then suddenly (the 4 of us) had a mood swing (DOWNWARDS) and suddenly it swung right back up! :) weird eh? we're all sitting in the same car in the same roller-coaster. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. walau eh. i hate my school. cos it has terrigible, horrigible, vegetable reception! (next time it'll be thv for short. =) ) and then si pig didnt charge her phone again and i was lonely for quite a while can! lol. =p but it's ok. cos i wasn't that lonely la. just making you feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a beautiful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be an EVEN MORE beautiful day! =D it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taekwondo black belt&lt;/span&gt; day! =D jazz and i are like damn excited about it?!?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all! esp my 2 daughters! =) lao da! i'll always be right here for your to tell me stuff yeah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh in case you noticed, a significant happening today was totally ignored in this entry, for valid reasons! all i can say is that, JAZZ, it's not the end of your life! even your sister said it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessing in disguise&lt;/span&gt;! =D well. yup. (: take it easy! you have big balls! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114442457602115432?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114442457602115432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114442457602115432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114442457602115432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114442457602115432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/pe.html' title='PE!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114432945321664053</id><published>2006-04-06T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:15:37.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random!</title><content type='html'>haha! this owns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ty: guns own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/lolp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/lolp1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mik: dodging owns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/lolp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/lolp2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ty: canon!(cannon)&lt;br /&gt;mik: dodging owns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/1600/lolp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8067/2254/200/lolp3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ok that happened when (in no order of merit and distinction) tuan yeow, jason, kah hwee and i were discussing tuan yeow's PI idea! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was quite an ok day. poor jazz. LIMED 7 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt so bad. but.. sigh. something ELSE happened. he had time alone with her! as in. they walked past each other when they were both alone, we were all like standing at the end supporting him! then he just.. walked past her! so sad! i was quite pissed with him cos he was like talking about being limed and everything then not doing anything about it and even kept complaining about it? but it was resolved not long after. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was another sucky day! it rained so heavily. the stupid depression exhibit was like soaking though it was placed so far in the concourse? then (in order of merit!) kah hwee and i went to help move the exhibits into a dry-er(sp?) area. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. while i was at the toilet and walking back to concourse, i noticed some ads put up by some ccas. :) so i took a photo of em. haha. here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite nice right? haha. anyway. quite bored. so here're a few random pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quite-funny archie comic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuan yeow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics of school in the rain. :) view from outside the arcadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00096.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at a time when so many people have their eye-candies. i wonder where's mine? =\ though there're people whom i fancy. hmm. where's my eye-candy!?!? =\ not that i want one or something, but.. where is she?! or maybe... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today grant and jazz were talking about their rocking good times in bpghs and i felt so jealous! argh! GRAAHHHHH! if only, if only. that's what everyone says. but ah. what's gone is gone. what's done IS done. there's no point living life with regrets. and well. just move along. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna start a petition in PJ for an official &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;half-u&lt;/span&gt; day!&lt;br /&gt;so far i've done some research and here's my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools with half-u day:&lt;br /&gt;njc!&lt;br /&gt;nyjc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools WITHOUT half-u day:&lt;br /&gt;acjc&lt;br /&gt;cjc&lt;br /&gt;hci&lt;br /&gt;ajc&lt;br /&gt;vjc&lt;br /&gt;rjc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;research will continue tomorrow after a good night's rest. :D&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT ME, PIONEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114432945321664053?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114432945321664053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114432945321664053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114432945321664053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114432945321664053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/random.html' title='random!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114425034893445048</id><published>2006-04-05T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:51:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhh</title><content type='html'>oh boy i haven't blogged in a long time! :)  well to me it is. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. we'll start with today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was...... disappointing. i guess. well more for jazz. cos he only got limed ONCE and well taekwondo was double whammy for him! no xing yue and no black-belt GI (taekwondo language for attire). well can tell that he was very very affected by it. even when he was at home, he was like..... damn pissed and sad about it? yeah. cheer up jazz! remember my 2 perspectives on life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it's a beautiful day!&lt;br /&gt;2. *ming tian hui geng hao!* (tomorrow will be a better day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh but still feeling sad for him as i look through my msn contact list and see his nickname. =&lt;br /&gt;i remember his 3 good things about wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;1. school ends early!&lt;br /&gt;2. taekwondo!&lt;br /&gt;3. can see xing yue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now..? sigh. school ended at 3+ for us, we didnt get our black belt gi and.. he didnt see xing yue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up jazz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after tkd, i returned and checked my phone to get a 'nasty shock'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it's them! my 2 little daughters! xiao er (small 2) and lao da! (old big)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. so cute right, my daughters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. :D after that, the brotherhood boys and nigel (aka robin da-ge) went to bpp, then nigel left and the 5 of us ate at long john's! (though kah was a bit reluctant =\ sorry kah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted for a bit there. and we all had the same meal. lol. the pamper-me meal! so qiao? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to take passport sized photos for my tkd conversion to black belt! :D so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then the day ended right about here? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually nothing significant happened on monday and tuesday. i guess. yup. so i shan't blog about them :) nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114425034893445048?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114425034893445048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114425034893445048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114425034893445048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114425034893445048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahhhhh.html' title='ahhhhh'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114407770953567248</id><published>2006-04-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:23:46.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grand day!</title><content type='html'>this is a tribute.. to the late &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;tuan yeow&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hollow is the heart, empty is the soul.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO TO THE NEW &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;TUAN YEOW&lt;/span&gt;!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/IMG_1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/IMG_1655.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ty&lt;/span&gt; don't kill me =) i think that photo's OH SHO CUTE! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just felt tempted to blog about you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went on quite smoothly, i think! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i think im crazy. my hands MUST be constantly occupied! so i'm always spinning my pen. i'm mad! OMG HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's PE was.. quite alright. did like ... a lot of stuff la. and 2.8km of run! we ran round and round and kept singing the school song to maintain our pace! starting at the 200m mark and ending at around 330m mark. lol. cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then lessons and lectures followed, which obvious i won't blog about -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really remember doing much today, except going a bit mad during economics? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, brotherhood and some robinhood people met up and i took a COOL PHOTO with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sock hong&lt;/span&gt;! we're such a have 'father-daughter face' pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/DSC00083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright after that we split up and i went for dinner with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ty&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;samuel&lt;/span&gt;. then. the day kinda ends right then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah before i go.. let me introduce you to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DSAKIPODSA&lt;/span&gt;!(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;peggy&lt;/span&gt;'s in love with it, i think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSAKIPODSA means cool/radical/HOT!&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me what language it's in, i won't tell you!&lt;br /&gt;it's pronounced TZAD-KEY-POOD-ZA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you mean to say that 'wow that guy's HOT', you'd go, 'WOW THAT GUY'S DSAKIPODSA!' it's even easy to type. :) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i enjoy staring at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;felicia&lt;/span&gt; when i see her. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;STELLA&lt;/span&gt;'s considering coming to pj! w00t! almost the entire brotherhood will be here! that's soooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing! amazing!&lt;br /&gt;a-a-amazing!&lt;br /&gt;amazing! amazing!&lt;br /&gt;a-a-amazing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. today &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jazz&lt;/span&gt; was quite sad cos he didn't get to see his xing yue! then i kept on suan-ing him about it! sorry&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; jazz&lt;/span&gt;! don't worry! tomorrow will be a better day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;grant&lt;/span&gt;, i know you're a happy man today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;layteng&lt;/span&gt; has nice shoes! orange adi shoes! i'd post the picture online but i don't know the model and stuff?!?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;xiao er&lt;/span&gt;'s so mean cos she wanted to jue jiao with me today! argh! slap you! haha. kidding! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yumin&lt;/span&gt;'s a nice person cos she kept talking to me although i'm a man of few words.! lol. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;piggy&lt;/span&gt;'s  nice cos with her help, i know my handphone's vibrator is working! haha (get it? =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ALL OTHERS&lt;/span&gt; whom i've failed to mention, i love you all! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114407770953567248?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114407770953567248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114407770953567248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114407770953567248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114407770953567248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/grand-day.html' title='grand day!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114397887573389112</id><published>2006-04-02T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T20:04:46.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh euu!</title><content type='html'>omgzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fEeL lYk bLogGiNg lyK a tWiT wOrzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe not. my little finger'll ache from pressing the 'left shift' key too many times -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright darn i missed on blogging yesterday, but just know these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i had a haircut, a really bad one, cos my chinese failed me again. and now my hair's very very very very short. in short, my hair's vhort. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*went to jazz's house! i took a photo with his cap! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/farawaygirl/Jason/Mikshuai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/farawaygirl/Jason/Mikshuai2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i got my tae-kwon-do certificate from my senior! =D i'm damn happy but i realised i was very fat in p5 =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*celebrated yanming's birthday =D don't really know who he is, just know that he's a good bballer who's currently in aj =D ok la quite fun. developed a bit of interest in soccer. =] got to know some people too.. like.. eugene? yan ming? vance? canaan?(sp?) haha and joey(sp?) too. don't really know who she is though. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*went home to find my computer totally retarded! here's a screenshot for your entertainment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e338/mik-hails/bored.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well today was quite boring but I DID complete my PW PI and my econs essay! oh yeah! i never knew i'd get it done. lol. but well. it's done la. so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just know that you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selfish, materialistic, demanding, insensitive, fake, and you suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114397887573389112?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114397887573389112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114397887573389112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114397887573389112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114397887573389112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/04/eh-euu.html' title='eh euu!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/farawaygirl/Jason/th_Mikshuai2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114381735782145208</id><published>2006-03-31T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T08:54:06.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh. another beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>hey people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite an ok day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i was literally nodding off every period? even during breaks. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent almost every period half-listening, half-twirling my pen and well i'm getting better at it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's pe was. omg. i never thought 3 sets would be hard for me? it must've been the pull-ups and push-ups which exhausted me. running and stuff were alright. even MONKEY bars! maybe they use different sets of muscles? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well before PE we studied for a bit. though i actually got quite pissed. cos everyone was leaving for funny reasons? and i hate being alone! argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was all resolved eventually :) yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after PE, me, sockhong, jialing, tuan yeow and LAYTENG (in no order of merit or distinction) went to queensway to buy lay teng's shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but i enjoy guai-lan-ing her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way there, xiao er (aka sock hong) and i made this funny sound clip! lol. it was like me doing 'urh urh urh' and she too but many octaves higher so it sounded like people having *_* or something. lol. bad attempt cos she keeps laughing. grah! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent around 50 million hours at queensway? only for lay teng to settle on the FIRST PAIR which she liked! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;i thought i saw my wife so many times at queensway! my wife aka iris' boyfriend, the wilson ncode tennis racket! argh! red and white! so elegant and bright! (rhymes (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well alright after that we went to macs at queensway (macs again, yes) and had dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking for a bit, Mikhail's 3 laws were formed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikhail's First: If you walk past someone and notice that (s)he looks at everything in the nearby surrounding area, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXCEPT YOU&lt;/span&gt;, there's a high chance that (s)he has been noticing you for a while and has developed some kind of special interest in you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikhail's Second: Not all cases apply for the First as (s)he may be smarter (just like me) and start looking directly at you so as to defy the First, but inadvertently, violates the Third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikhail's Third: If you catch someone checking you out a lot more than's normal, (s)he is probably interested in you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so remember your laws!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sock hong and jialing were messing around with my laws so much, they keep poking fun of lay teng, saying that since no one in school will ever look at her (=X), it'd fall into accordance with the First, meaning that all the boys in the school like her! AHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok if you don't understand, scroll up and read again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've bathed too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114381735782145208?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114381735782145208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114381735782145208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114381735782145208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114381735782145208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/03/gosh-another-beautiful-day.html' title='gosh. another beautiful day!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114373237634671799</id><published>2006-03-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T06:59:47.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glorious victory!</title><content type='html'>it's been quite long since i've had a happy post/entry in this glooooomy blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today TOTALLY ROCKED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though today was a very very long day, omg i dare say that it lasted only half as long as i thought it would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind if you don't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought today was gonna turn out pretty bad after all that happened yesterday but IT ALL TURNED OUT FINE?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there weren't any lectures today, just hell a lot of tutorials and short breaks (too short for anything), it still felt like it passed SO fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after school, part of robinhood and part of BROTHERHOOD (the 5 boys) went to plaza for long john silver's for dinner. :D i don't know man. even on the journey there we talked quite a bit and well i felt that we bonded quite a bit! i feel closer to robinhood people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, jazz and i [with the company of tuan yeow, grant, kah hwee and nigel (in no order of merit or distinction)] went to bukit panjang CC to find coach Sam Tan Chee Her! (my ex-taekwondo coach) to get our certs, proving that we're junior-blacks. :) AMAZINGLY, HE RECOGNISED AND REMEMBERED ME! (though not by name) but he just recalls ever coaching me! cool! so we left our details with him and he said he'll get back to us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that me, jazz, grant, tuan yeow and kah hwee (in no order of merit or distinction) went to block 229's void deck and talked it out! :D whoa man. BROTHERHOOD RECONSTRUCTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kah hwee is back.&lt;br /&gt;tuan yeow is.. back!&lt;br /&gt;jason is.. BACK TOO!&lt;br /&gt;GRANT IS BACK TOO!&lt;br /&gt;AND SO AM I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE ALL BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN TODAY WAS A GREAT DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like today a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be a better day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brotherhood shall be:&lt;br /&gt;-not led by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;-not too demanding (like you feel obligated to stay as a group instead of going with your own friends)&lt;br /&gt;-united in making decisions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAH HWEE HAS REVEALED HIS BLOG! :D VISIT HIM AT &lt;a href="http://xiaokh.blogspot.com"&gt;http://xiaokh.blogspot.com!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A NICE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs everyone!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thanks to sara for sending me 'close' by westlife. :) really appreciate your effort. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114373237634671799?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114373237634671799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114373237634671799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114373237634671799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114373237634671799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/03/glorious-victory.html' title='glorious victory!'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114364308347200068</id><published>2006-03-29T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:38:03.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>today turned out. bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the only thing i'm gonna look forward to is tkd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not head of brotherhood anymore. it's gonna be run democratically now, though without a leader! we're like communist but not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i'm truly uncertain whether the brotherhood's gonna survive this fucking tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg no rr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114364308347200068?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114364308347200068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114364308347200068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114364308347200068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114364308347200068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/03/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22197337.post-114346241454080233</id><published>2006-03-27T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:00:15.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>if you don't like whining posts. skip this one. but actually..&lt;br /&gt;i hope no one's reading. cos i'm actually gonna whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos it throws so much shit at me.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm just living my life my way. not like i'm intentionally doing stuff to harm or kill anyone.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm me. me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one man's meat is another man's poison&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly. i've just lost the will to be happy. if you see me smiling or laughing, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fake.&lt;/span&gt; just know that. everyone's heard of 'xiao4 li3 cang2 dao1' (knives hidden in smiles.) here's a new one from me, 'xiao4 li3 cang2 nao3' (problems hidden in smiles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry to those whom i've hurt. i never meant to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22197337-114346241454080233?l=xiaomik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/feeds/114346241454080233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22197337&amp;postID=114346241454080233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114346241454080233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22197337/posts/default/114346241454080233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaomik.blogspot.com/2006/03/s.html' title='s'/><author><name>miklovepokemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11959237979250767864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
