<?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-4128972920517649678</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:30:30.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spleenology :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-2434399413187479883</id><published>2009-02-10T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:58:00.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a LOLcat on my chinese worksheet</title><content type='html'>I have ended up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Browsing through online cosplay shops and wondering where they are based while swearing at the hefty price tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Beating Touhou Mountain of Faith with Marisa B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Wondering when are we gonna start playing with fire in the chem lab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Deciding to invest in sour skittles to keep me awake during lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Becoming year6 Kenneth(aka Uke senpai) and Ting's protector against Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Understanding physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Reading geek jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Wanting that '403 Forbidden' geek underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Working on the pic that has not been completed since 2 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Randomly deciding to blog :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2434399413187479883?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2434399413187479883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2434399413187479883' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2434399413187479883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2434399413187479883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-got-lolcat-on-my-chinese-worksheet.html' title='I got a LOLcat on my chinese worksheet'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-121490882258101701</id><published>2009-01-19T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:29:04.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last time I blogged was ages ago..</title><content type='html'>I'm not on a high now although cheMagic has won 3rd in Science Buskers Fest. It was so wearing even though I wasn't directly involved with the performance and busking and all, but it was still tiring. (and also for the teachers and lab techs and whoever that came to support us, many thanks) After the after-party of sorts at Bugis life returned to its usual routine except that I was more tired. Like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey! We got 3rd for SBF :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, 6pm&lt;br /&gt;Me: Damn I wanna sleep -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat, 11pm&lt;br /&gt;Me: I've finished chem and now I shall sleep -sleeps-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 1pm&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm still tired, I shall sleep somemore -sleeps and snores-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 9pm&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shit I did not finish my english journal due tmrw ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am continuing with Jap this year, its harder and I really need to revise my plain form. (MICHELLE YOU BAKA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need the willpower to study my chinese as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-121490882258101701?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/121490882258101701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=121490882258101701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/121490882258101701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/121490882258101701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-time-i-blogged-was-ages-ago.html' title='The last time I blogged was ages ago..'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8349276228908868605</id><published>2008-12-15T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:27:15.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few more EOY pics</title><content type='html'>From Amanda[aka Camerawoman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see Lenalee using a handphone instead of a golem. And I see Timo, myself, and 2 other random cosplayers in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camerawoman!Haruhi preparing to spam you with photos of indecently dressed Mikurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I.Seriously.Can't.Stop.Laughing XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drinking iPods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I would like you to explain whatever the hell this is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/editIMG_1056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Happy Birthday Dad! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK NAO OFF TO CHALET&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8349276228908868605?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8349276228908868605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8349276228908868605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8349276228908868605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8349276228908868605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-more-eoy-pics.html' title='Few more EOY pics'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-4126746676809220876</id><published>2008-12-14T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:56:25.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRB</title><content type='html'>Off for class chalet until the 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Im on hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't update that often that this is counted as a hiatus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-4126746676809220876?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/4126746676809220876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=4126746676809220876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4126746676809220876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4126746676809220876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/12/brb.html' title='BRB'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8658460411907314196</id><published>2008-12-13T20:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:52:09.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY '08</title><content type='html'>EOY wasn't as fun as the last con(AFA), but still it there were people cosplaying, so here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as many pics as the last time cos we left half way, but still, download times kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the gang consisted of me as Haruhi Suzumiya in proper cosplay, Joanne as Lenalee, and Amanda as camerawoman, with random Timothy and Ian, together with Ulysses and Nyx as &lt;strike&gt;Kaname&lt;/strike&gt; random night class vampire and Yuki + random seniors joining us later in the con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start off with Suigintou, from Rozen Maiden, whose pic I got at the 7-11 at expo mrt while waiting for the rest to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now the gang! Amanda the camerawoman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Timo &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Lenalee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first thing to do is to GO START POSING WITH OTHER AWESOME COSPLAYERS :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Knight of 7: Kururugi Suzaku! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A familiar face! Its the Sasuke we met from the last con, AFA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another familiar face! Its Kanda from the last con as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And L :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to eat at Subway (gah, ex DX) and we started talking about Lenalee serving coffee to the lot of people working under Komui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when Ian joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To keep to cannon, Lenalee asked Coffee Club if she could borrow a tray and some cups XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But all we got was a cup. Nevertheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lenalee vs coffee cup is close enough XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CUTE :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the pink dolphin made an enterance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, some Code Geass cosplays. First up, Kallen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nextly, C.C. and R2 Lelouch!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to say that Lelouch's R2 Zero outfit is alot less gay than the spandex suit in the first season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, season 1 C.C. and Cheese-kun! There was a giant one somewhere, but no photos taken of it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lenalee + fail!tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cannot take the dolphin seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, random seniors and Uly and Nyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cosplays from Vampire Knight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;INTERMISSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND EPIC LANCELOT COSPLAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Anya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DON IS STILL WIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random seniors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I leave you with the reading trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 173px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOY had less people coming(though Ian said it was more crowded later on in the evening), but probably cos less people knew of the event, unlike AFA. Sad though, cos EOY had the potential to actually draw more people in to the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next con: Matsuri Winter Fest at Fort Canning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8658460411907314196?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8658460411907314196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8658460411907314196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8658460411907314196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8658460411907314196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/12/eoy-08.html' title='EOY &apos;08'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-7307201914441946206</id><published>2008-11-23T19:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:01:56.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Fest Asia 2008!!! :D [huge and massive picspam!]</title><content type='html'>Warnings! Overly huge pics due to laziness at editing them, sucky quality, picspam, and lack of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIME FEST ASIA;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first con that I went to! :D It was huge, and lots of people went. Me and my friends went on day 2 cos (ting)^2 had pipa exam on Saturday. I went as Haruhi from The Melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi in casual wear, cos my uniform hasn't arrived yet. Joanne went as Lenalee from D.Gray-Man, (ting)^2 went as a random Jap school girl, and Claire went as someone that I don't know from Rosen Maiden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met up with Joanne and (ting)^2 at Vivocity, and lunched at Yoshinoya where Claire came. Then we mrt-ed to City Hall, and took a long trek to Suntec Convention Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;picspam&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, 4 random girls sitting in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 dudes from Vampire Knight! They looked really awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some fangirling services for Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And fangirling services for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta add that Code Geass(to be specific, Lelouch) is my new squishy, along with L from Death Note. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darth Vader lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a lot of figurines! The set from Haruhi is not here, cos the quality of the pic sucks, so its not here ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And part of the graffiti wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gintama group. The guy cosplaying Gintoki looks cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a random cosplayer, from an anime that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and this group that dressed up as dolls were really pretty. One thing about cons is that when someone asks for a photo, other people take notice and start clicking away as well(applies to me too :P), but its not a big deal, cos people's cosplays are awesome and cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ouran at your service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Sasuke! Your looking pretty cool there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And hello to you too Haruhi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this group is from Reborn!, if I am not wrong. They look awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we saw Sasuke again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Lenanlee and her brother Komui! And he looks kinda like Komui too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I say, a Menos! Go Gintoki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how did he/she do the Menos mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, it was the cosplay competition! Originally we were standing behind, and I had to carry Joanne to be able to get some pics, but it was sucky, so I'm gonna skip them. Eventually I squeezed to the front to watch(and get some pics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although the pics are sucky, I'm gonna spam you with Code Geass!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lelouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lelouch!!(Shut up! I am allowed to fangirl to my hearts content!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol, and this group was doing Ultraman XD It was funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And another Code Geass group, this time with Lelouch(!!) and Rollo. The guy in the mecha suit is awesome, though it was tough for him to get up the stairs XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And also trouble getting off the stage XD Cool costume though! I never thought that people would be coming in such a outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through, I went out of the hall to take a breather and to grab a drink with Claire. And returned to see the groups lining up on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Btw, there be CC, Lelouch, Suzaku and Cheese-kun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And they won the best team performance, if I'm not wrong. And look, its Pizza Hut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image086.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheese-kun looks cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image089.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And people were cheering for this guy, although I don't know who he is. Looks familiar though, can someone enlighten me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol Rollo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another random cosplayer from a anime that I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Kanda :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DON IS WIN :D:D:D (Yikes, my pose looks wonky :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mario!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image099.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And CC. She looks pretty, and her expression suits her well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naruto! And Kiba! And Kiba's dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Konata! One of these days I want to cosplay Lucky Star as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol, and one of the seniors from our school whom we met :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I had to run home for dinner. Then I FINALLY FOUND THE GUY THAT I WAS LOOKING FOR :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 768px; height: 1024px;" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb316/Spleenology/Image0103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lelouch as Zero!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/picspam&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, I need to take note of afew things before going to cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Bring a waterbottle. There are no food stalls in con halls, so I gotta bring my own water, cos I sure as hell don't want to spend the money I saved for cons on drinks. And its always handy to bring water around anyway.&lt;br /&gt;#2 Bring a camera/cameraman. Come to think about it, Huiwen, do you wanna come with us next time for photos? :D&lt;br /&gt;#3 Work on my posing. As Haruhi I need to look more energetic and outstanding, which kinda failed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next con: EOY at Expo on 13th Dec! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit// NOOOO WTH! THE PICS GOT CUT OFF D: Looks like im gonna have to resize and edit it again D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-takes a deep breath and opens up photoshop-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7307201914441946206?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7307201914441946206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7307201914441946206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7307201914441946206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7307201914441946206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/11/anime-fest-asia-2008-d-huge-and-massive.html' title='Anime Fest Asia 2008!!! :D [huge and massive picspam!]'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3052129614934505659</id><published>2008-10-20T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:27:12.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break from the crazy</title><content type='html'>I also wanna get the pics from the Research Congress up, but later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, random picspam at library today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, Y-Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEgcIXm_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/SphHT-VEzkM/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEgcIXm_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/SphHT-VEzkM/s200/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224157703871474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And his &lt;strike&gt;nostrils&lt;/strike&gt; eyebags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyE_DGwAZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yv02qLbkS_w/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyE_DGwAZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yv02qLbkS_w/s200/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224683562140050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And (ting)^2 commenting on her looking like she can pull off as the lead singer of random jap boy bands while SuHang looks like a goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEgj2zxwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/obPfvBedFj0/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEgj2zxwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/obPfvBedFj0/s200/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224159777703682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyE_W6R1XI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xdMaHVw713s/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyE_W6R1XI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xdMaHVw713s/s200/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224688878540146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyE_vDQiHI/AAAAAAAAANA/FfHQPM41SpQ/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyE_vDQiHI/AAAAAAAAANA/FfHQPM41SpQ/s200/Image026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224695358654578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyFAepo_VI/AAAAAAAAANI/UwoThE_qglQ/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyFAepo_VI/AAAAAAAAANI/UwoThE_qglQ/s200/Image027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224708136107346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok then, to the fangirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyFAmf2kVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Rv-yuV0GLM0/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyFAmf2kVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Rv-yuV0GLM0/s200/Image028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224710242537810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tri-sha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEg1crHZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N3Dfx6we_hY/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEg1crHZI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N3Dfx6we_hY/s200/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224164499922322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Joanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEhPb3meI/AAAAAAAAAMg/v9dMztCaD-Y/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEhPb3meI/AAAAAAAAAMg/v9dMztCaD-Y/s200/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224171475868130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEiHt3Q2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/uPcuanvMa0U/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEiHt3Q2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/uPcuanvMa0U/s200/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224186583728994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta go study now. SEEYA AFTER EXAMS &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in like 3weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3052129614934505659?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3052129614934505659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3052129614934505659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3052129614934505659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3052129614934505659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/10/break-from-crazy.html' title='Break from the crazy'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SPyEgcIXm_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/SphHT-VEzkM/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-4684386669550030465</id><published>2008-10-16T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:52:27.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research Congress 08</title><content type='html'>So now I'm on SuChang's laptop typing something random. I'm sitting here listening to her whine and complain and hitting me for using her laptop. As if that will bother me lah -sticks tougue out at suchang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a quick demo on some of the stuff that the cheMagic group is showing. We used some hydrogel and now YS and (Ting)^2 are filling it up with water and watch it grow and expand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suchang is poking me again now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hydrogel expanded like crazy!!!! :D It filled up the whole beaker now!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have an imitation lava lamp made from colored water and oil and vitamin C tablet, this stinky ammonia thing, anti-gravity water, and other random stuff I can't of the name now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now YS and (Ting)^2 are filling the bucket with hydrogel and absorbing up all the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I shall pass the laptop back to SuChang. But I do appreciate the massage from her poking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting pics later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-4684386669550030465?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/4684386669550030465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=4684386669550030465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4684386669550030465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4684386669550030465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/10/research-congress-08.html' title='Research Congress 08'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8509960331781638966</id><published>2008-10-13T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:56:46.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADLRJHERLGJHV</title><content type='html'>Dear gawd I'm gonna go crazy this exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cs project is fail D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.NEED.WILLPOWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hope to do well for Food Science prac test this thurs, cos I sure as hell can't cook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8509960331781638966?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8509960331781638966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8509960331781638966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8509960331781638966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8509960331781638966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/10/adlrjherlgjhv.html' title='ADLRJHERLGJHV'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2522950271878686013</id><published>2008-10-07T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:02:32.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic PicSpam!</title><content type='html'>So we made ice cream again in Kitchen Chem. But this time we used liquid NITROGEN to freeze it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we shall start with the first picture I took with my new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt; handphone, which is a random picture of Weiren in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTsesrTBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZthcioPPUjI/s1600-h/20081007+-+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTsesrTBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZthcioPPUjI/s200/20081007+-+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254385413877615634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the resulting fail from using clipart in the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTsaSY6BI/AAAAAAAAAKg/snLmcmBt7nY/s1600-h/20081007+-+02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTsaSY6BI/AAAAAAAAAKg/snLmcmBt7nY/s200/20081007+-+02.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254385412693616658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started off chem writing our names on the eggs (whose yolks we used later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWoy3byKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8vQEW_JnC-g/s1600-h/20081007+-+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWoy3byKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8vQEW_JnC-g/s200/20081007+-+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254388649106852002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look closer theres random smiley faces on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWo_dNNGI/AAAAAAAAALw/CUV7fJSBhfo/s1600-h/20081007+-+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWo_dNNGI/AAAAAAAAALw/CUV7fJSBhfo/s200/20081007+-+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254388652486505570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now skip to the epic part (cos I didn't take any pics during the process)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIQUID NITROGEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats Trish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVGV0LVhI/AAAAAAAAALg/lhMRWarKcek/s1600-h/20081007+-+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVGV0LVhI/AAAAAAAAALg/lhMRWarKcek/s200/20081007+-+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254386957681382930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm thinking of Snape and his greasy nose and cauldron. And there's so much vapour you can't see what the hell you are stirring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWoqdSqVI/AAAAAAAAALo/LlJnLGxO3oI/s1600-h/20081007+-+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWoqdSqVI/AAAAAAAAALo/LlJnLGxO3oI/s200/20081007+-+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254388646849718610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random dude in background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWo2m5_tI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UCUU_QhjlxM/s1600-h/20081007+-+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtWo2m5_tI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UCUU_QhjlxM/s200/20081007+-+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254388650111270610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tah da! &lt;strike&gt;Scrambled Egg &lt;/strike&gt; Vanilla flavoured ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVGHQZLzI/AAAAAAAAALY/S3EDGiyLYro/s1600-h/20081007+-+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVGHQZLzI/AAAAAAAAALY/S3EDGiyLYro/s200/20081007+-+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254386953773199154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doused generously with chocolate syrup :D (and looking closer, I realize that we found Mini Melt's secret recipe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVFz3u07I/AAAAAAAAALQ/IoqK3y7lBpU/s1600-h/20081007+-+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVFz3u07I/AAAAAAAAALQ/IoqK3y7lBpU/s200/20081007+-+08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254386948569486258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVFsLaRTI/AAAAAAAAALI/UnwC10YWlwo/s1600-h/20081007+-+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVFsLaRTI/AAAAAAAAALI/UnwC10YWlwo/s200/20081007+-+07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254386946504541490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Ting)^2 and Trish with Uly's gay face: Phail (The words are purple for a reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVFingNaI/AAAAAAAAALA/z3PwE8WiCAk/s1600-h/20081007+-+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtVFingNaI/AAAAAAAAALA/z3PwE8WiCAk/s200/20081007+-+06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254386943938016674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Triple choc version! We mixed choc flavouring, choc chips and topped it off with moar choc syrup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTs4C_cdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kbL-rBhnkFE/s1600-h/20081007+-+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTs4C_cdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/kbL-rBhnkFE/s200/20081007+-+04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254385420682097106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very guilt-ridden desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTsjgasvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PFS-qK84MfI/s1600-h/20081007+-+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTsjgasvI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PFS-qK84MfI/s200/20081007+-+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254385415168373490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And check out the piece of cloth that we had placed under the bowl in case of spills. The white part is frozen water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTs9XBAjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/r2K_yTAbuns/s1600-h/20081007+-+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTs9XBAjI/AAAAAAAAAK4/r2K_yTAbuns/s200/20081007+-+05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254385422108262962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this part where Ms Koh spilled alittle liquid nitrogen on the table, and the drops were like dancing about as they were boiling (and emitting fumes from vaporization) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion at end of experiment/home econs: ICE CREAM MADE WITH LIQUID NITROGEN IS AWESOME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, Ms Koh said that liquid nitrogen is purchasable at around S$1.50/litre :D So now I would like to find out where to buy the container for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2522950271878686013?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2522950271878686013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2522950271878686013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2522950271878686013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2522950271878686013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/10/epic-picspam.html' title='Epic PicSpam!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOtTsesrTBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZthcioPPUjI/s72-c/20081007+-+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-6642102328441770266</id><published>2008-10-05T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:17:37.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW PHONE</title><content type='html'>SO I GOT A SEXY NEW HANDPHONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE SEXIER THAN ME :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6642102328441770266?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6642102328441770266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6642102328441770266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6642102328441770266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6642102328441770266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-phone.html' title='NEW PHONE'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-737776836446775822</id><published>2008-10-01T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:51:16.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Post</title><content type='html'>Project, after project, after project, after test, after test, after test, then exam, and next exam, and then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOMB RAIDER UNDERWORLD&lt;/span&gt;, and then another couple more exams, and then DECEMBER HOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the start of NSC week, and I already swore afew times today due to massive fail in project/desktop organization of the toolbar (my desktop too). &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At least its a few times only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOONtQ_mX5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kOefRBo4ddw/s1600-h/MAIDESKTOP-headdesk-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOONtQ_mX5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kOefRBo4ddw/s200/MAIDESKTOP-headdesk-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252197399239483282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THIS.IS.SPARTAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZBA0SKmQy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZBA0SKmQy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;postscriptin'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: OH YEAH DRAGONFORCE WANT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-737776836446775822?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/737776836446775822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=737776836446775822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/737776836446775822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/737776836446775822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/10/mini-post.html' title='Mini Post'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SOONtQ_mX5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kOefRBo4ddw/s72-c/MAIDESKTOP-headdesk-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-2219364906779278839</id><published>2008-09-16T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:00:34.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit</title><content type='html'>I did promise Michelle that I would update, so I shall blog about something amusing that happened, which involves the word 'Shit'. However I can't really epic-ly describe them as well in written words. But just bear in mind that it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday;&lt;br /&gt;So before Joanne and I went to the com lab for CS, we were hanging out in the canteen and talking and swearing about what homework we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-Spleen, who is me, who rocks&lt;br /&gt;J-Joanne, who is the friend in question, who also rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: Hey, all our sentences end with 'shit' leh.&lt;br /&gt;J: Ya lah, shit arh.&lt;br /&gt;S: Then when we talk lets say the word 'shit' in every sentence we say.&lt;br /&gt;J: Ya, like shit arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we swore our way to the 4th floor. And its YS-hantaming time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: -looks at the HP product timeline- Wah, long like shit.&lt;br /&gt;YS: What&lt;br /&gt;J: -laffs-&lt;br /&gt;S: I said that the timeline thingy is long like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;YS: What lah!&lt;br /&gt;J: -laffs somemore-&lt;br /&gt;S: Aiya you stupid like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;YS: What!!&lt;br /&gt;J: Oi you bu zun jing your father arh, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; arh you!&lt;br /&gt;S: What! I say he's stupid like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, nothing to do with you wah! Like shit lah!&lt;br /&gt;J: -laffs somemore and pretends to scold me-&lt;br /&gt;YS: -stares- What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;J &amp;amp; S: -going to collapse from laughing-&lt;br /&gt;YS: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J &amp;amp; S: -laugh like shit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the shit story on Friday :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2219364906779278839?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2219364906779278839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2219364906779278839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2219364906779278839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2219364906779278839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/09/shit.html' title='Shit'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-7704081417222472731</id><published>2008-08-22T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:50:44.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday you nerd!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Joanne got me to challenge YS in an arm wrestling match. Needless to say, my entire arm is now aching. Also I never knew that YS could possibly be that strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: never ever freaking arm wrestle before a freaking paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chinese sucked D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, it is YS's birthday tomorrow, but we celebrated it early. We got him a pencil case with stationary(the irony is that on it is says "Shoo no pens in here"), a super expensive sennheiser earphones, a music box and a bunch of fluffy keychains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YS looked like he was about to cry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, a achieved in making YS feel touched. Next year, we are gonna aim to make him cry(which makes his less manly than he was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday you idiot nerd! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7704081417222472731?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7704081417222472731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7704081417222472731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7704081417222472731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7704081417222472731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-you-nerd.html' title='Happy Birthday you nerd!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-4826095228676966457</id><published>2008-08-19T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:31:44.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the hell is Spleen?</title><content type='html'>SuHang got the Sims2 torrent, and now I'm also trying to torrent it to see guys getting abducted by aliens and getting traumatized and pregnant with an alien kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a taste of what Michelle and I do in Jap class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: You're my BEST FRIEND :D -thwack-&lt;br /&gt;M: Yeah! You're my BEST FRIEND :D -thwack-&lt;br /&gt;S: You are a BAKA! :D -punch-&lt;br /&gt;M: You are a BAKA TOO! :D -punch-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we start randomly punching and whacking and zonking each other. That time I was trying to stop Michelle from zonking me(again) and sensei thought that we were wrestling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go mug now. Tmrw is bio test and Friday is Chinese D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-4826095228676966457?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/4826095228676966457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=4826095228676966457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4826095228676966457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4826095228676966457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-hell-is-spleen.html' title='Where the hell is Spleen?'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-5798569973915361640</id><published>2008-08-04T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:51:43.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartman gets an anal probe</title><content type='html'>South Park = you get to see people whose boobs are so long they trail onto the floor(namely, the sex ed teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated all the August people's birthdays in class. Then we got a telling off by our mentor for bringing food up to class. I was wondering what we wrong with sneaking a squished packet of gummy bears to class until she told us that apparently someone da pao-ed chicken rice from the canteen to eat in class?! Well she did say that no food in our classroom, so that still means that I can buy fries/wedges and nuggets and da pao and bring to next door 206 classroom for lunch. Best thing is that we may even catch a screening of Spongebob Squarepants or South Park, thanks to Timo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher is still as random as an observation of Brownian Motion. In other words, nothing changed. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break;&lt;br /&gt;Cream of shitake mushroom(ok, so its not shitake but who cares) is super nice :D Shared with Joanne for a snack :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyz;&lt;br /&gt;Phyz test result out. I'm ok, but damn I make like 2 FREAKING CARELESS mistakes that could have salvaged 4 marks to add to my total score(dammit D:) But at least I am so much better than last sem were I got totally not epic fail scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lunch;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly geog meeting, but we just needed to search a bunch of stuff and thats it. Tricia and SuHang went off to get their copy of Breaking Dawn, so I stayed back in school library to catch up on homework with Joanne and Amanda. And then Amanda had band prac(she's playing cymbals thats like half her size XD) so I took the vacated seat and instead of focusing on chinese, I was surfing about LHC and youtubing. Then I and Joanne watched South Park and after that I crammed a couple more lines to my chinese sui bi and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LHC activation this Thurs/Fri! End of the world? Maybe. Higg's Particle? Probably. New era of science? Definitely :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YS said something about solar eclipse next year, around Jan 29(Thurs) from 4-6pm. If thats the case I would like to stay back in school to watch it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5798569973915361640?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5798569973915361640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5798569973915361640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5798569973915361640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5798569973915361640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/08/cartman-gets-anal-probe.html' title='Cartman gets an anal probe'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3007312458923903219</id><published>2008-08-01T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:42:16.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging requested</title><content type='html'>Talking to Mel on msn, and she asked me to blog, so yeah I will blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor update on life: Today we had 2.4km Beach Run. Most of us ended up half-dead after that. And I was hungry after the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo Fibo got last for mascot competition D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random(and interesting) update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel like cutting my hair. Its very long, until my belly button, and its nice, especially in the mornings when I just wake up it looks nice and wavy. But other than it looking nice, it does have down sides to it too, like my elbow trapping my hair when I wake up in the mornings, or when I lower my head my hair lobs itself over my shoulders and attempts to strangle me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that, I dont know what hairstyle to cut my hair into!(And I dont trust Mel's scissor-wielding skills).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But theres a super nice hairstyle from the Sims2 and I like it! Its on my list of hairstyles :D (all pics ripped off &lt;a href="http://sea-serpent.livejournal.com/"&gt;sea-serpent's&lt;/a&gt; livejournal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_95211077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_95211077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_75228dd9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_75228dd9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_55291556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_55291556.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_15290e08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z90/Niebla396/Jambon%20legacy/three%20point%20three/snapshot_f51e3e37_15290e08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NICE RIGHT?! And when its black it is a definite win! :D (No way I'm going to school with pink hair). Though Mel suggested getting a headband too, but they dont suit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, that hairdo is sexy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another gorgeous hairstyle Mel showed me :D&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jose/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jose/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.peggyzone.com/html/images/FREE_h_fa_0070_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.peggyzone.com/html/images/FREE_h_fa_0070_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, it became pixlellated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the hairdresser is gonna say when I show the pics to him/her and tell them to cut my hair like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jose/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3007312458923903219?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3007312458923903219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3007312458923903219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3007312458923903219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3007312458923903219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging-requested.html' title='Blogging requested'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-999633624247896776</id><published>2008-07-30T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:14:14.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMB RAIDER UNDERWORLD ASLKJDASLFHLLASLF</title><content type='html'>NOVEMBER. 18TH NOVEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18TH NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;TOMB RAIDER UNDERWORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0voXbRLi18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0voXbRLi18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbNcyLguO8Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbNcyLguO8Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMB RAIDER UNDERWORLD!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-999633624247896776?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/999633624247896776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=999633624247896776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/999633624247896776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/999633624247896776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomb-raider-underworld.html' title='TOMB RAIDER UNDERWORLD ASLKJDASLFHLLASLF'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-9026877727707818165</id><published>2008-07-21T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:09:01.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random days ahead</title><content type='html'>I didnt blog for about a week I think, and other than saying that home made ice cream rocks, I think I will take about today cos that is like what I  can remember the best now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school is joined by a bunch of students from overseas for immersion programmes. Today those from China and Germany(woah woah thats like super far) came over, and according to vice principal more people from Okohama(sp?) and Brunei are coming too. We are one busy school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem lesson;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem teacher redeemed himself alittle by correcting his past mistake, where he said that the first dimension is a point. So clearing things up, 0 dimensions is a point, one dimension is a line, and yadda yadda. I am relieved that the book Flatland got its facts correct(and I think that it is the book that taught that lines are one dimensional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is language week, and besides the π recitation competition held on 22/7 (π Approximate Day lol), I had to help out at the Jap stall that was set up. Sensei ended up getting me and Mona to wear the yukata that she brought. I though it wouldnt fit me but sensei tried  it on me and I was like "Wth kimonos are huge". I and Mona ended up slacking instead of tending to the stall together with Michelle and we let the people from Jap level 3 class do all the work instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and obis rock cos you can poke other people for all you want and when they zonk you back there is no effect :D Tried and tested by me and Michelle and I had a fun time poking her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And (ting)^2, be jealous :D -egos-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the Dawn and Xiaxue thingy, I have to say I think Xiaxue is pretter than Dawn(ok both of them look kinda overboard with all the makeup and all, but who cares, its their business) but I see Xiaxue's videos and I think she looks more badass than Dawn, who looks like those kinds of wimpy girls who cant seem to stand up for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find Xiaxue pretty funny when she's not bitching and complaining about stuff and all. Lucky her, she just needs to come up with stuff to blog about and there she goes, she gets money and is able to splurge on stuff and all most of us are like 'die-spent-all-my-money-on-guitar-no-more-bens-and-jerrys-outings'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And die, I am confused about variables on VB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-9026877727707818165?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/9026877727707818165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=9026877727707818165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/9026877727707818165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/9026877727707818165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-days-ahead.html' title='Random days ahead'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8703867386260958024</id><published>2008-07-09T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:07:52.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Santa</title><content type='html'>Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;     I have been a very good teddy bear this year. I have been flying my mom all year for a squishy Einstein, but she said you would give me a sexy one if I behaved quickly until Christmas Eve. I would also like some new kittens. I accidentally laughed my old ones. I would also like a new paper for my room. I'd ask Mommy for one but she said not to smash her during "The Young and the Restless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is what happens while playing around with the msn bot during CmPS :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while working on the CmPS report, I was spacing out and playing with Joanne's Slinky(which is that huge multi-coloured spring thingy) while watching WeiRen and Jamos playing stepmania. And we typed out some stuff under the report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J=Joanne&lt;br /&gt;M=Michelle&lt;br /&gt;S=Spleen(which is me lah, dinkus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J:YA LOR WATCH THIS WATCH THAT=.=&lt;br /&gt;M:OH HOR&lt;br /&gt;J:DIE!!!-QUOTE YS&lt;br /&gt;M:ALWAYS QUOTE YS&lt;br /&gt;J:I WONDER…..&lt;br /&gt;M:I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;J:YS=&gt;HILDA!&lt;br /&gt;M:YS LOVES HILDA?&lt;br /&gt;J:WHATTHEFCKZ?!&lt;br /&gt;M:THEN THE =&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;J:MEANS BECOME&lt;br /&gt;M:OMG CHANGE GENDER&lt;br /&gt;J:YA LAR EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;M:WHY IS IT IN POINT FORM&lt;br /&gt;J:HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW&lt;br /&gt;J:OH MY GOD TIMO IS HUMPING THE AIR! :-O&lt;br /&gt;M:….?&lt;br /&gt;J:JOSEPHINE TYPE SOMETHING LEH&lt;br /&gt;M:A bit random hor&lt;br /&gt;S:I play squishy cannot meh&lt;br /&gt;M:Yeah&lt;br /&gt;J:Not squishy! It is SLINKY!&lt;br /&gt;M:Baka.&lt;br /&gt;J:Yea lor=.=&lt;br /&gt;M:Shirimasen&lt;br /&gt;J:Meow squishy Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am BLEEDING ALL DAY with a side dish of cramps, and for some reason I am aching all over! Shoulder pain, back pain, leg pain, I am turning old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we love squishy Einstein :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8703867386260958024?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8703867386260958024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8703867386260958024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8703867386260958024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8703867386260958024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/07/letter-to-santa.html' title='A Letter to Santa'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1973219481594188832</id><published>2008-07-08T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:12:07.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic? Not yet</title><content type='html'>Doing the online quiz for Computer Science right now on Espace. Its super annoying that whenever I type a sentence, or select the options, the screen refreshes itself. Damn annoying especially when I'm am typing out the properties of yellowLbl1 rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eh, whats a pseudocode?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have finished and got a pretty good mark. I missed out only 1 of the options in Q7, but I dont think that it will be too huge a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kitchen chem is fun! We had to chop up half a slice of ham and boil it to get the NaCl out, and then titrate it with AgNO3. While boiling the ham, there was a smell of cooked(and burnt) ham in the chem lab, and various popping sounds from the beaker. It was kinda scary that the beaker looked like it was gonna explode in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to get started on Bio elective assignment :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1973219481594188832?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1973219481594188832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1973219481594188832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1973219481594188832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1973219481594188832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/07/epic-not-yet.html' title='Epic? Not yet'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-4619213473361576844</id><published>2008-07-03T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T19:45:35.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinaters unite! Eh tomorrow</title><content type='html'>I am terribly lazy and I havent updated for a long time. Lets see;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Chem teacher still sucks. He was veerrrrry veerrrrrrry veeeerrrrrry slooooowwwww. Annddd isss stiilll onn theee freaaakkking toppiiccccc onnn Hsienberrrrrgggggg wheeennnn Mrrr Muraliiiii issss alreaaaddddyyy teelllingg peoppplllleeee tooo gooo finnndddd ouuutttt mooorrreeee aboooouuuutttt Schrodinnnngggggeeeerrrr's experimmeennnnttt onnn killllingg caaaatttts(or as what ShaoXiong calls it, animal abuse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)On Monday, ShaoXiong interrupted the entire class by sneezing like an elephant every minute or so. It was funny that they are so disruptive XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Played badminton like crazy in the afternoon while waiting for Jap to start. The result is a severely painfully and shaking right arm for the next 2days. I couldnt even write properly cos my hand was shaking like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Jap teacher was ok. It turns out that her English name was added cos she is a Christian. And she lives in Serangoon Gardens and its freaky that she lives so near me o.o And I found out that HuiKang lives in AMK, with is pretty near me , and William freaking lives in Bishan, which is even nearer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Wednesday, had a cyber wellness talk. Featured is WoW, Dota, Maplestory, MrYanDao and others that I cant think of right now. During the survey that was given, YuJia said that it wasnt very interesting cos it isnt relevant to her. Well it certainly is relevant to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)NLB FINALLY FREAKING REPLIED!!! Now we can carry on with CmPS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Today, had Bio elective on Food Science. To start off, we cooked instant noddles in different ways. I and HuiWen ate most of the stuff we cooked and we were really full. This is kinda like home econs, and I suck at cooking, but I heard that we are going to make ice-cream and cheese somewhere in the future :D And we are taking home an assignment, which is on cooking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is back again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-4619213473361576844?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/4619213473361576844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=4619213473361576844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4619213473361576844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4619213473361576844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/07/procrastinaters-unite-eh-tomorrow.html' title='Procrastinaters unite! Eh tomorrow'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-85676101387866977</id><published>2008-06-24T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:43:13.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>I already reached 100+ posts. Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school started. Screwy timetable, screwy teachers(not all though thankfully) ): Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentor changed, cos Mr Loke left and transfered to another school(if I'm not wrong). New mentor is Ms Grace Tan(or rather Mrs Chui). Dont have much of an opinion of her yet, cos we only met her quite briefly in class during mentoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem teacher is one of the new teachers that just joined our school. But dear god, terrible at explaining. I want Ms Koh, she's awesome. And Mr Tan left our school too, so the love is gone too D: WHERE IS THE LOVE?!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyz, same old same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, class ended at 11am, so we camped out at the library(first day back, and we are already at the library, geez) to finish up the little homework that we were given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese first. Same as always again. :/ Can we have a better change of teachers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English. Sleepable. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog lightened me up alittle. It's Ms Candice Chua this time, she's pretty nice. And she gave us sweets too. I suppose the Chuas tend to find stuff fallen from the sky and give them all to students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't Jap or chem elective today, so lazed around the library again until 1pm. And I was egoing about the fact that I beat YanSheng in GC tetris :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off with a song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-tECEYJ_O8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-tECEYJ_O8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairyland - Angelzoom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: hey, at 1.52s the witch person looks like Snape o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-85676101387866977?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/85676101387866977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=85676101387866977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/85676101387866977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/85676101387866977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8847424461485164140</id><published>2008-06-20T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:25:32.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIMETABLE RAWR</title><content type='html'>NOOOO JAP IS CHANGED BACK TO TUESDAYS AND THURSDAYS AND THAT MEANS THAT I CANT MAKE IT FOR CHOIR ALUMNI PRACS ON THURSDAY ANYMORE D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the timetable is so screwed! Now AXIS is pushed back on Weds and now it ends at 4pm. That is so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I just need to turn up at school for like only 2 lessons! Only Chem and Phyz! Ends at 11am but I need to stay in school until 1pm -_-" Time wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I have a freaking hell long break from 11.30am until 4pm when Jap starts. Thats like 4h30min of time to kill in school! Unless I sign up for Chem elective(which takes place every alt week) I will probably have like nothing to do. And Jap ends at 6pm on Tues, grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, not too bad, Jap ends at 5pm this time. And now Bio lessons and Bio elective is taught every alt week too. Confusing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I have a 3hr break until 3pm when CCA starts. The CCA time is pushed back, so that means that school ends later on Fridays too :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And it looks like Jap teacher changed too. The name is &lt;/span&gt;Elizabeth Mariko Gomez. Kinda weird, not exactly English and not exactly Jap as well :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I signed up for chem elective, so now I have chem and bio electives! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NEVERTHELESS THE TIMETABLE IS SCREWED AND IS FILLED WITH MORE HOLES THAN CHEESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I need to sort out the timetable properly so that I can understand it easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8847424461485164140?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8847424461485164140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8847424461485164140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8847424461485164140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8847424461485164140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/timetable-rawr.html' title='TIMETABLE RAWR'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-79365789717453649</id><published>2008-06-18T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:19:58.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLGC Choir Alumni!</title><content type='html'>So I went back today and got back together with Ingrid, Alvina, Hui Min, Kit Ee and Kit Ju and Desiree. Small group, but Ms Koh, our good old choir conductor, thinks that it is promising, and is aiming for 20 of us to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already set the rehearsals on Thursdays from 4.30pm to 6pm, I not sure of my timing. And the timetable isnt sent out yet so I am like -facepalm my inbox is still empty-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dammit, now I am addicted to this song. Its in French, and I dont understand a single word of it :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P-Zz_bSCsBE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P-Zz_bSCsBE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to back singing with the choir again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-79365789717453649?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/79365789717453649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=79365789717453649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/79365789717453649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/79365789717453649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/olgc-choir-alumni.html' title='OLGC Choir Alumni!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3880230542153068193</id><published>2008-06-15T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:30:35.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!!</title><content type='html'>I was blur and thought that it was yesterday lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Father's Day to my own Dad! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets not forget the other Dads in the world too, so Happy Father's Day too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And single(and unmarried) guys DO NOT COUNT cos they have not understood the meaning of being a father yet. SO GO AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BE A MAN&lt;/span&gt; AND DO THE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;RIGHT THING&lt;/span&gt; M'KAY?! (You ought to know what '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the right thing&lt;/span&gt;' refers to Y/N? &gt;:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YS doesnt count in the above category cos you already have like what, 6 of us daughters already. (And I still remember that on Joanne's birthday he suddenly turned up in the morning and retardedly said 'Happy Mother's Day' instead of 'Happy Birthday')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And go figure, there are so many ways to say 'Dad'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Father&lt;br /&gt;2) Dad (makes the title of father sound so much cooler)&lt;br /&gt;3) Daddy (sounds cheesy :/)&lt;br /&gt;4) Papa&lt;br /&gt;5) Daddeh (looks weird o.o)&lt;br /&gt;6) Lao Ba (lol)&lt;br /&gt;7) Die (you see this in Chinese drama serials all the time)&lt;br /&gt;8) Otoosan (haha, quick jap lesson)&lt;br /&gt;9) Chichi (another way of saying Dad in jap)&lt;br /&gt;10) Père (correct me if I am wrong, those who learn French)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I found the French word on some website when I was googling French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a daily dose of stupid, this time involving &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hard_gay"&gt;Razor Ramen Hard Gay&lt;/a&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQmq5fjTG4o&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQmq5fjTG4o&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3880230542153068193?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3880230542153068193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3880230542153068193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3880230542153068193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3880230542153068193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-4998003659512605165</id><published>2008-06-14T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:01:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Quizzes</title><content type='html'>But heck :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by SuHang. And finally her blog is alive and happily kicking(detachable)balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1) Tricia&lt;br /&gt;#2) (Ting)^2&lt;br /&gt;#3) Joanne&lt;br /&gt;#4) SuHang&lt;br /&gt;#5) YanSheng&lt;br /&gt;#6) HuiWen&lt;br /&gt;#7) Ulysses&lt;br /&gt;#8) WeiRen&lt;br /&gt;#9) Mel&lt;br /&gt;#10) SuChang&lt;br /&gt;#11) Kiona&lt;br /&gt;#12) Nicole&lt;br /&gt;#13) Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;#14) HuiShi&lt;br /&gt;#15) MichelleMAK&lt;br /&gt;#16) MichelleLIM&lt;br /&gt;#17) Charmaine&lt;br /&gt;#18) Meifang&lt;br /&gt;#19) Timothy&lt;br /&gt;#20) Ewin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01.How did you meet #14 [HuiShi]?&lt;br /&gt;School lor, in class all the girls always close knit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. What would you do if you didnt meet #1 [Tricia]?&lt;br /&gt;I would be screaming in friendshipping agony, cos I realized that both of our wavelengths are pretty close (and she can totally keep up with my lengthy talks about gaming really well lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What if #9 [Mel] and #20 [Ewin] dated?&lt;br /&gt;Screw that, they never met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Describe #3 [Joanne].&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? Shes very lucky to have met YS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Is #8 [WeiRen] attractive?&lt;br /&gt;WHUT IS THAT. That dude is gay!!! He only attracts all the gay guys in our school!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Describe #7 [Ulysses].&lt;br /&gt;He's a funny idiot and boyfriend of SuHang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Know of any of #12's [Nicole] family members?&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What will you do if #18 [Meifang] confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;That will be out of the question. She is 100% straight I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What language does #15 [MichelleMAK] speak?&lt;br /&gt;I hear her converse Jap with me the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is #9 [Mel] going out with?&lt;br /&gt;OHO!!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How old is #16 [MichelleLIM]?&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When is the last time you spoke to #13 [Geraldine]?&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday at class chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is #2's [(Ting^2] favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;This is so obvious, as long as there is a piece of Keita Tachibana's hot &lt;strike&gt;ass&lt;/strike&gt; voice involved, she loves it(and Keita's the lead singer in w-inds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You ever date #4 [SuHang]?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, we are straight, and she already has Ulysses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you ever date #1 [Tricia]?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, we are straight. Anyway we got to give her a relationship break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is #19 [Timothy] single?&lt;br /&gt;No, he is attached to his laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's #10 [SuChang] last name?&lt;br /&gt;Simply just 'Chang'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever be in a relationship with #11 [Kiona]?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, we are straight &lt;strike&gt;and I would rather be in a relationship with L&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. School of #3 [Joanne]?&lt;br /&gt;NUS High School of Cheemology and More Cheemology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where does #6 [HuiWen] live?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, she did mention it once, cant remember but I think its Woodlands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Whats your favourite thing about #5 [YanSheng]?&lt;br /&gt;His brain. When he dies I would like to preserve it and take a closer look at his brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by SuHang again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1: Do you like your present school?&lt;br /&gt;As a whole, a big definite yes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2: What do you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;Thats hard, maybe I shall be selfish for a while and ask for Tomb Raider: Underworld to be released faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3: Who is the closest person to you in your school?&lt;br /&gt;It isn't a person, its a group of crazy people :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4: Do you hate your friends sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes yes, but I always seem to forgive them no matter how idiotic they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q5: Are you afraid of death?&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of death if it comes soon, and no when it comes later. Much later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q6: What is your goal this year?&lt;br /&gt;To be able to concentrate more in my studies and try and get a CAP of 4.1 while improving in my gaming skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q7: Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, yes, though I doubt that it will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q8: Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;I will sigh again, and say yes again, though again I doubt that it will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q9: Do you think boyfriends are a necessity?&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q10: What do you enjoy doing the most?&lt;br /&gt;Gaming :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q11a: Have you ever done anything for your admirer?&lt;br /&gt;I admire alot of people, but I dont think I did anything for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q11b: Have you ever done anything for your admiree?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who admires me when there is nothing to be admired about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q12: What feeling do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;Being utterly utterly left out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q13: Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit]Q16: Whatever happened to question 14 and 15?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q17: What do you live for?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, to be able to help others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q18: Who do you talk most to in school?&lt;br /&gt;The family tree! And we dont just talk, we crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q19: What book are you currently reading?&lt;br /&gt;Digital Fortress by Dan Brown. I really like his style of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q20: Imagine... that you are the driver of a train and you see 70 people on the railroad before you. If you just let the train go ahead, it would most certainly squish the 70 to death. You can turn onto another track, but the upshot of that is that you would kill 7. Do you switch tracks?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just stop, and save the lives of all of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Trish sent me a new song, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmFdFqGynOs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Labels or Love by Fergie&lt;/a&gt;. And in reference to Q9 up there, I would say no, cos who needs boyfriends when you got clothes!(and games!). But money is a problem, so I guess we just need to snag a rich dude, grab all his banks bursting with money, and then divorce him, and then continue the cycle! Then we would have a steady stream of money forever!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-4998003659512605165?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/4998003659512605165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=4998003659512605165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4998003659512605165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4998003659512605165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/overdue-quizzes.html' title='Overdue Quizzes'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-5764282301711148536</id><published>2008-06-14T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:48:22.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M08207 Class Chalet! :D</title><content type='html'>Lets start with the epicness :D I can't remember everything cos during that time I was super tired, but lets see what I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: PG-13, super damn long, lacking sense of humour, lots of incorrect sources due to bad memory, and damn, no pics cos USB cable for phone sucks D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1 afternoon to night[3pm-12midnight]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mrted to Pasir Ris mrt. Some people were sick or arriving later, but nevertheless the bulky bags and bbq items sent some eyes staring at us. We filled up one whole bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bused to Downtown East. And when we got off we were alittle confused. There was the sign in Downtown East that said 'Costa Sands' and the street sign that pointed in the opposite direction that also said 'Costa Sands'. We stalled for a while and took a lucky guess and went to the Costa Sands at downtown. That proves how smart we are: even we can get lost :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalled at the lobby cos we need to wait for Daniel, his bro, his Mom, and Charmaine's mom to arrive. The chalet was under Charmaine's mom's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we got into the room, we were like 'omfg-we-cant-put-all-our-stuff-on-the-floor-or-bed-or-no-more- place-to-sleep-dammit'. We managed to compress all the bags into the closet or stuffing them in the corners. At that moment, I noticed that Kiona had brought her PS2 and Daniel brought his Xbox(along with a ton of games from the boys), and inwardly I was whooping for joy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys went to get started with the fire for the bbq. They took like 1hr to get the fire started, and the fire wasnt those big roaring fires you would imagine, the heat was only enough to make the charcoal glow with small flames licking it. The guys then started cooking, with the help from Daniel's mom. They cooked half the food we brought and let us girls eat first(and asking the other guys who were mooching around to taste test :P) :D Guys can be nice sometimes(haha thanks dudes :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbqed until around 8 or 9pm. It was suggested that we start the night with a round of games on the PS2, and then crowding around the tiny tv(at least it was flat screen :/), we tried to connect the coloured wires to the bottom of the tv. Spent around 30min twisting and turning our hands to fit our hands between the crack and matching the colours. At the end, the thing didnt freaking work, but we found another set of coloured plugs by the side of the tv. Used that instead, and the PS2 was raring to go! Whoots!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Burnout. ShaoHao, William, JonLee(and JonWee too I think), me and SuHang took turns on the controller at first, cos ShaoHao said that multiplayer sucks, and that the tiny tv screen wont help either. But nevertheless we switched to multiplayer later. I think I pwned someone, cant remember who, but I can remember that ShaoHao crashed 20+ cars. Well he pwns us all noobs :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plugged out the PS2 all around 11pm to play Dare or Dare. Got high on the stupid dares. There was a little hesitating though, after all no one likes to do stupid dares and end up looking like morons. It was fun though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2 morning to afternoon [12midnight-5pm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended at around 12am and plugged the Dvd player back into the tv and watched some movies. Others who were tired knocked out, the others watched the movies. Watched alittle of Hoodwinked first, but it wasnt very interesting so we switched it with Da Vinci Code. After that, viewer count drastically went down as more people fell asleep and others played cards and stuff. At the end Zhao Siu and me were the ones watching and stifling yawns. Then after finishing the Da Vinci Code, Zhao Siu was tired, so I was the only one left watching Death Note 2(and squealing over L but damn he is handsome). After that, I joined William, HuiKang and SuHang as they played Bridge. Then JonLee woke up and helped me, the noobiest person in Bridge, win. :D (Is that counted as beginners luck?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other people who were previously asleep, woke up and then when to the beach at the park to wait for the sunrise at 3am XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, HuiKang, William and SuHang played Bridge until about 4am. Then we settled down to watch Hoodwinked(again). Halfway through, we found ShaoHao and YuanHan and afew of the girls crowding around the water cooler for hot water. The girls were making milo, while the guys were holding cup noodles. Then I felt hungry, and my cramps were acting up again, so I and SuHang paid a visit to Cheers at that unearthly hour and grabbed cup noodles for ourselves, JonLee and William. Then we settled around the tv and finished watching Hoodwinked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished watching at around 6am. Then me and SuHang joined the rest of the class at the beach, leaving JonLee and William behind at the chalet, and played around in the water. The guys were playing with the stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8am we returned to the chalet. Most of the people slept to make up for the night(rather this very very very early morning). Some of the guys played Halo on the Xbox. I watched William, Edwin and JonLee play for a while, then I suddenly felt very sleepy and slept from  8.45am until 9.45am in the middle of the bed. By the time I woke up the guys were playing Dungeons and Dragons. Someone(can't remember who) asked if I had a good sleep. Well not really, when I woke up I realized that I had been sleeping in the middle of a bed full of guys, and one of them had rolled off the bed or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a zombiefied state, most of the people actually managed to wake up. I and SuHang originally wanted to walk around and look for something to lunch on, but we decided that we werent very hungry and so I bought ice cream instead. The guys went to arcade. I and the girls stayed in the chalet. I popped the game Constantine into the Xbox and started playing. (And decided that my skills using the Xbox controller to aim at enemies sucks, I'm more used to using mouse :/) Then I got frustrated with Constantine. I got stuck on looking at the stupid symbol on the wall while looking for the workshop. So we switched the Xbox with the PS2 and played multiplayer Bomberman with the girls. The game is so cute :D After that we tried multiplayer go carting. It was cute too, but the controls were weird, and JonLee could not make his character accelerate for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We switched the game for some funny Nickelodeon game of Kiona's. It involved Danny Phantom(Me), Spongebob Squarepants(ROFL controlled by JonWee), Timmy Turner(controlled by William I think) and Jimmy Neutron(Controlled by JonLee). We were crazy, and on the 2nd level of the game, we were going batshit over some stupid crates and shrunken cars(that Jimmey Neutron shrank) and we were carrying the stupid crates all around the level! Whenever we forgot to take the crate JonLee will tell us to go back and get it. On top of that, we also did stupid stuff like repeatedly watching Spongebob's attack, which was smashing his head against the floor XD And we also made our characters scream and run around in circles XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the PS2 somehow borked up, so we were left with a black screen :/ We quit the game and crapped around with the rest of the people who had returned from arcade. Can't remember much, but I remember it was raining somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2 nighttime [6pm-12midnight]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Final Fantasy VII Advent Children! The graphics were awesome and I was wishing that all the computer games had graphics as fabulous as that(man I will be willing to revamp my entire PC to support the graphics, if I had the money though). Kadaj looked really girly though! If they didnt define his voice I would have thought that he was a girl with a flat chest!(no offense Kadaj fans!) Well what do you know, Kadaj's lot got defeated by Cloud(as always). It seems that the manlier looking guys will always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie, some of the people took a nap before we invaded the cinema for the midnight movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day3 Midnight to morning [12midnight-8am]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the midnight screening of Kung Fu Panda. It was really cute and funny like all other animated movies! :D Some people fell asleep during the movie XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to the chalet. As I was giving SuHang a blow by blow account of the movie, ShaoHao passed by and remarked that SuHang didn't need to go watch the movie, cos I can recite every single detail of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights out, and everybody slept. I slept alittle later cos for some reason I couldnt sleep. While I was awake, I saw that HuiKang had kicked Glen off the bed they were sharing. Then William, who was also awake, tried to wake HuiKang up by flinging his hand around. He didnt stir XD Seems that he got totally knocked out from the last couple of day's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep, and woke up at around 8am in a daze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 morning to afternoon [10am-3pm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went bowling :D(expect for William, we are letting him sleep at the chalet) ShaoHao pwns everybody at bowling. There was once where he knocked down all the pins twice in a row, super awesome. I and SuHang left the bowling alley early cos I was tired and I wanted to sleep really badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to chalet and knocked out until around 3pm when everyone returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 Afternoon to night [4pm-12midnight]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, we played card games for awhile. Then the guys(again) went to prepare for the second bbq when Daniel's mom showed up to help with the cooking. The girls were outside mooching around. And I was bored. I plugged the Xbox in and played Dungeons and Dragons with William and Geraldine, replaced by ZhaoSiu later that night. We zombied in front of the tv until the guys cooked the first batch of food. Like the 1st day, they cooked while the girls feasted. Halfway through, somehow or rather, the oil on the aluminium foil got ignited somehow, and an epic fire started XD By the time the fire was put out, the food on the aluminium(which started out half-cooked) was already ready to eat XD We finished the bbq with a desert of toasted marshmallows :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner and a quick shower, I, William and ZhaoSiu hogged the Xbox again, this time we were committing suicide for the sake of a noob cheat XD The rest of the class were daring each other to do stuff. Then suddenly HuiKang came up to us and said "You guys must save in 10 seconds". William saved as he was counting down. Then HuiKang shut the Xbox. Then we were sian with playing Dungeons and Dragons, so we joined them and crapped around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight, everybody played cards in the bbq pit, and I was very tired so I remained in the chalet to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 morning to afternoon [!2midnight- 11am]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meifang woke me up at around 5am so that the whole class can go catch the sunrise. We shuffled to the beach and waited there in a sleepy silence for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 7am, we went back to the chalet and slept again until around 9am. Then we packed up. We found that we had alot of toilet paper left, and HuiKang suggested that we walk around the place giving out free toilet paper. We also realized that we forgot to bbq afew packets of fishballs, so Daniel asked around if anyone wanted the 'balls of a fish'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 11am, I went back home. And slept until around 5pm while thinking that it was still 3pm. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREDITS TO THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE OUT THERE!&lt;br /&gt;HuiShi, Meifang, Kiona, Glen, ShaoHao, SohJie - Thanks for buying all the stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;HuiKang - Thanks for holding all the toliet paper XD&lt;br /&gt;Guys + Daniel's bro and mom - Thanks for starting the bbq fire, and letting us eat first while you guys sweated it out over the food[proof of manliness XD]&lt;br /&gt;Kiona - Thanks for the PS2 and games :D&lt;br /&gt;ShaoHao - Thanks for the Ps2 games(Burnout and God of War, even though it was pirated lol), and for helping us get the tickets for the movie and booking the bowling alley&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, SohJie(and Edwin too I think) - Thanks for the Xbox and the games! :D&lt;br /&gt;HuiShi, Meifang, Michelle - Thanks for the preparation for the Dare on Dare and the cards :D&lt;br /&gt;WHOLE CLASS - Thanks for turning up for the chalet :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5764282301711148536?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5764282301711148536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5764282301711148536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5764282301711148536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5764282301711148536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/class-chalet-d.html' title='M08207 Class Chalet! :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8720758367212457631</id><published>2008-06-12T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:29:37.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired like woah</title><content type='html'>Back from chalet, and it was awesome yet tiring at the same time. We all went about the event in a daze especially after the first night, cos we didnt sleep much(and I managed to stay up for 24hrs and passed out for an hr the following morning). Will blog about it later, cos now I'm still a little spaced out and disoriented from not sleeping for a full day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I need to catch up on the news and the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J92WF7VDtcw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J92WF7VDtcw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the FGF video :D I see myself, SuHang, Weiren and Tricia, but somehow Joanne and Amanda disappeared o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8720758367212457631?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8720758367212457631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8720758367212457631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8720758367212457631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8720758367212457631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/tired-like-woah.html' title='Tired like woah'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-5259418598882730682</id><published>2008-06-08T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:38:16.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More epic time up ahead?</title><content type='html'>I dunno, but theres class chalet from 9-12th June, so no blogging until after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if class chalet=epic cos I wasnt helping in planning it or anything, but I hope no massive screw ups or anything for the 4days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder when is the FGF video coming out :/ The official one is not out yet, but &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5tOqzP2uuo"&gt;one of it was posted up already.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, M:SG is coming up with an Air Band for the next mission! I think its cool and awesome, though if I were to join the band and sing in the air with an invisible mike, there are still rehearsals :/ oh well being a 'fan' is cool as well though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next couple of events, not really including school though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hoshit, when I click on links that lead to Improv Everywhere Global, my browser hangs :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WE NEED TO GO OUT MEL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5259418598882730682?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5259418598882730682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5259418598882730682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5259418598882730682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5259418598882730682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-epic-time-up-ahead.html' title='More epic time up ahead?'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6408551968815190521</id><published>2008-06-04T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:32:09.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Quiz and Internet is not so screwy</title><content type='html'>Snagged from Trish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my name in 3 different versions. They were all the same lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Chan Yuet Huey Josephine Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parts are true, and some are kinda non existant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I tried my nickname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Spleenology Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all seem to be really standard :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6408551968815190521?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6408551968815190521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6408551968815190521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6408551968815190521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6408551968815190521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/name-quiz-and-internet-is-not-so-screwy.html' title='Name Quiz and Internet is not so screwy'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8208107000604687343</id><published>2008-06-03T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:13:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawr screwy internet</title><content type='html'>HA I CAN FINALLY GAIN ACCESS TO MY OWN BLOG. Yesterday was so screwed that I couldnt even connect to google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music meme. Meme. What a funny word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;MUSIC MEME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Put your music player on all your music, then shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2.  Press forward for each question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the  question even if it doesn’t make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Tag 3 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5.  with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the  questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. HOW ARE YOU FEELING TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Blue Orchid - The White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;Blue? Nah. I feel kinda tired now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. WILL YOU GET FAR IN  LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Better Days - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;If I keep thinking that the next day will be a better day, I guess that can keep me going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. HOW DO YOUR FRIENDS SEE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Juicy - Koda Kumi&lt;br /&gt;...This sounds sick now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. WILL YOU GET MARRIED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Passion - Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;I will get married in passion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR BEST FRIENDS THEME  SONG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Banana Phone - Raffi&lt;br /&gt;LOLWUT XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. WHAT IS THE  STORY OF YOUR LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Decision - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;br /&gt;The story of my life is...making decisions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. WHAT WAS HIGH SCHOOL LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rolling Star - YUI&lt;br /&gt;School is a rolling star?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. WHAT IS IN STORE FOR THIS WEEKEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fergalicous - Fergie&lt;br /&gt;Fergie's in town?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11. TO DESCRIBE YOUR  GRANDPARENTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Misery Business - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;They are in a business of misery?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. HOW IS YOUR LIFE GOING? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Still - BoA&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its kinda still at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT SONG  WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll Be There - w-inds&lt;br /&gt;I am shocked O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14. HOW DOES THE WORLD SEE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;November Has Come - Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WILL YOU HAVE A HAPPY LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;Asterisk - Orange Range&lt;br /&gt;No I guess, I mean the song title says that I will swear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS REALLY THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pride - HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;17. DO PEOPLE SECRETLY LUST AFTER YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Drive-Me-Crazy - w-inds&lt;br /&gt;I drive people crazy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18. HOW CAN I MAKE MYSELF  HAPPY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;GO!!! - Flow&lt;br /&gt;Its telling me to watch Naruto now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19. WHAT SHOULD YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Clumsy - Fergie&lt;br /&gt;So swoon over some hot guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20. WILL YOU EVER HAVE  CHILDREN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I Write Sins Not Tradgedies -  Panic!At The Disco&lt;br /&gt;So I will have kids who will sin :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21. WHAT SONG WILL YOU STRIP TO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aint No Other Man - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22. IF A MAN IN A  VAN OFFERED YOU CANDY, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No Sleep Tonight - The Faders&lt;br /&gt;This quiz makes me sound like a slut :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23.  WHAT DOES YOUR MOTHER THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Petrified - Fort Minor&lt;br /&gt;I make my mother petrified eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24. WHAT IS YOUR DEEP DARK SECRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dirty Little Secret - All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;Its a dirty little secret :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25. WHAT IS YOUR  MORTAL ENEMY'S THEME SONG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Maneater - Nelly Futardo&lt;br /&gt;Kinda makes sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;26. WHAT'S YOUR  PERSONALITY LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;I SUDDENLY SEE A UFO!!! UP THERE!!! IN THE SKY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;27. WHAT SONG WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Melissa - Porno Graffiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LMAO XD [no way lol XD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That was wacked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/4128972920517649678-8208107000604687343?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8208107000604687343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8208107000604687343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8208107000604687343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8208107000604687343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/06/rawr-screwy-internet.html' title='Rawr screwy internet'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6837967864101267018</id><published>2008-05-31T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:51:28.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingergun Fight! :D</title><content type='html'>Shall elaborate more on the FGF instead of Tricia's birthday outing, cos it was epic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, went to Borders to try and get Riot by Paramore as Tricia's present, but it wasnt there :/ Found the super old Tomb Raider: Chronicles for $14+ instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Carl Jr. Tricia's treat :D The burgers wasnt that messy, but we did mess up the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around Far East Plaza for awhile, I bought 3 pairs of earings for $5(Cheap!). Now I have a black J on my right ear, and a white C on my left :D Mentioning piercings, I did have a dream about Tricia getting a navel piercing, and that Mel had 3 piercings on one ear, so the letters spelt 'M-E-L'. And Joanne bought a cheap copy of YS's glasses, haha I would like to see YS's reaction to that at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Raffle's Place mrt to meet the green plush toy agent. He looked kinda funny with the snake wrapped around his neck, and burst out laughing lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, it rained D: We were briefed at a different spot. Our groups got mixed up a little. Then Tricia, SuHang, Joanne, Amanda and I came up with a mini scene for the fight. So basically I would kneel down, but get shot by Tricia and SuHang, and then Amanda and Joanne shot them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mrted(its a verb now) to City Hall and gathered at the empty spot under the Esplanade. Was feeling excited, and yet nervous at the same time, it felt like we were in some conspiracy or something :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.20pm, the Fingergun Fight started! :D We rushed in and started acting out our parts. But I didnt even get to draw my gun and used my 20 bullets cos I was the first to die :P And when I died my eyes were still open :P I couldnt see much, but I knew that someone jumped over me, and the uninvolved group of girls who were practicing dance actually screamed :D That was awesome. :D 5mins later someone shouted retreat and we had to scram or it would become a public nuisance if we continued too long. The media with a camera turned up too, but it was kinda annoying, cos we just want to have some plain old fun and they come and snap pictures and everything :/ I hope that my face wasnt taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FGF was Awesome with a capital A :D There was a major crop up due to the rain, but it was still fun! :D I salute the people in &lt;a href="http://improveverywhere.ning.com/group/missionsingapore"&gt;Mission: Singapore&lt;/a&gt; who organized it for the people who want to have fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6837967864101267018?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6837967864101267018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6837967864101267018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6837967864101267018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6837967864101267018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/fingergun-fight-d.html' title='Fingergun Fight! :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-992776983457413622</id><published>2008-05-30T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:17:32.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first 100 question quiz lol :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Ok, torture tiem for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. What's the connection between you and the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;I called Mel, and she is one of the worlds most idiotic friends ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, loads of times. Especially in school, cos my handphone batt can barely last a freaking day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Being an Usher&lt;/strike&gt; Moonlighting during P4 Maths Carnival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;Quite recent :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;Jelly sandwich, but I prefer a burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Accomplishable: TOMB RAIDER: UNDERWORLD. Almost Impossible: Everyone be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella, eh, eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. What's your favorite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;My bolster and stuffed toys and blanket and pillows :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Primary school PE shorts, which I just realized that they are pretty comfy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Whats the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Cant be bothered to check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Do you tend to make a relationships complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, and Moldy-warts got epic-ly defeated by Dumbleore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;What do I have that I can be proud of o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA FROM 27112007 SENT BY MEL 'yo! i see you've returned from china. :D ok, when?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember, I only remember that I sang loads of songs during P4 Maths Carnival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have any nicknames? What are they?&lt;br /&gt;Jo, Jose, Josie, Spleen, Jo's-a-Spleen, Spleenology, Spleenapino[RAWR], SPLEENY&lt;br /&gt;MOST OF THEM ARE BY MEL(the spleen ones anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. What does your last received text message say? Who was it from?&lt;br /&gt;Mom, translated it reads 'Its raining, we arent going swimming. You are gonna have to go home yourself.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, around 11pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;Contented I would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;I follow my own feelings really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, never had the chance :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;SuHang and Amanda who revolved around me like I was some planet or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, dont really like the design in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;No so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;Being serious when I am jokey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Would I even say anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I do Milo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;White with black/red/blue/&lt;random&gt; pencil marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Do you believed in the saying "talk in cheap"?&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Who was the last person to lay in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bro who suddenly decided that my room was cooler to sleep in last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;Andrew! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;I didnt kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;Yessir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't?&lt;br /&gt;o.o?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;Profile song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Lara Croft :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;Right now while doing this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;Dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;A podcast about production of Tomb Raider: Underworld :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;Open O.O Wide open O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and its the violin that probably has a layer of mold on the top of my bookshelf now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. What was the worst idea you've had in week?&lt;br /&gt;I barely get any ideas, though I was thinking about toilet-papering the school and giving QC a noogie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a love life :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. What song describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;What can I say -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Loads of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. Are you blond?&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. What your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;No middle name either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Trish's birthday outing and FINGERGUN FIGHT WHOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062.Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, O2 mania and Tomb Raider :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;No one in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. If you've to choose between friends &amp;amp; love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Both! Why must life be difficult man :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;This quiz duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Convent of the Holy Infant Jesus, Our Lady of Good Counsel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Name 3 colours that you like&lt;br /&gt;Black, dark blue, and chocolate brown :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;My wth emotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;I have an interesting life, I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Feel frustrated and easily pissed off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;Joanne :D I must thank you for helping me download that Tomb Raider podcast :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;April, where spring and hay fever is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;076. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;2316&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;077. Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;I havent dyed my hair yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;079. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;Getting rid of this quiz on my mental to do list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;Surf the net, gaming, sing angsty songs and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;24+ maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. Who is more important to you? Boyfriend or friends?&lt;br /&gt;Both of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;083. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;084. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;086. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;No particular dream, just a hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;087. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;RAWR I HAVE ENOUGH OF GOALS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Sorta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling on a HIGH on jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda, but I got the air con turned on now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. What feeling you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Being left out everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Guess so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;094. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Loads of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;095. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. What'll you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;TWIN PISTOLS or TWIN MACHINE GUNS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;097. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;Loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;098. What would you feel when no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;Moody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Love with a guarantee of heartbreak , or never to be loved at all ?&lt;br /&gt;Neither!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I AM DONE :D Now I'm gonna pick out what to wear for tmrw and go to sleep&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/4128972920517649678-992776983457413622?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/992776983457413622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=992776983457413622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/992776983457413622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/992776983457413622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-first-100-question-quiz-lol-d.html' title='My first 100 question quiz lol :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3450424723481332817</id><published>2008-05-30T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:36:15.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P4 Maths Carnival</title><content type='html'>Was fun and slacky and tiring at the same time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, reached school the earliest, cos I forgot the its the school hols and that expressways are not so jammed up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooched around until the P4/P5 kiddies streamed in. I was made the usher, and so all I had to do was to direct the teachers to the registration counter and the kiddies to the concourse. Easy enough. And the kid were pretty cute, most of them have like pinch-able cheeks and are utterly adorable :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the MOE guy stole my customers and he ended up being the one ushering them, so I was kinda annoyed and stayed by the registration counter instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw them CHIJ OLGC people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ushering the people in was done by the time the event properly started, so I went to mooch around the hall and &lt;strike&gt;help&lt;/strike&gt; bother Amanda and her stall. Behind us was a group doing the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monty_hall_problem"&gt;Monty Hall Problem&lt;/a&gt;. Then I and SuHang tried to prove the problem, only to get rather odd answers :/ And we tried to ask Ms Lee but she forgot too :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to return to duty as an usher and lead the kiddies in the hall to the canteen for their break. Food was weird. The curry puff in a shape of a triangle was not crispy,and the banana cake, though nice, reminded me of an accordion o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then more slacking. Amanda was left the handle to stall alone(LOL :D. I played tetris on my calculator, mingled around, and randomly said hi to teachers and my OLGC juniors :D Halfway through, Ewin asked if I wanted Macs delivery instead of the luncheon that the school provided(looked quite unappetizing this time round, camp food was better), and I agreed and ordered a McSpicy cos I had a sudden craving for Macs that disappeared during the exams and is back again now. (Damn, my money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning shift was over, and I had to get all the kiddies to assemble at the concourse again. Said bye to OLGC people (:D) and waited until 1pm before the [rather bewilded] delivery person came to the school front gate and passed us the Macs meals :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather the afternoon bunch came when I was digesting my lunch, and I was still slacking and annoying Amanda. Ushering consists of mostly moonlighting o.o Amanda was left to man the show alone again lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teabreak, getting kids to go to canteen again. Then got the food, which consist of non-crispy and soft curry puff and some weirdo green snack with some funny carrot-orange coloured filling, and then SuHang and Amanda started revolving around me o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked again, until the kiddies had to go home. YS popped by, and I suddenly saw that he was oddly tanned o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE DISMISSED! :D We got the extra goodie bags(containing mostly NUS High promotional material) and bused and mrted home with SuHang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of Topic: LETS ALL GO NOOGIE QC!!! I THINK I AM TALL ENOUGH TO REACH HIS HEAD TOO SO LETS GO AND ANNOY HIM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, hur, I am gonna do that 100question quiz another time, Mel, I am a nerd, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ndiRRjCyV_E"&gt;I do not give way to peer pressure&lt;/a&gt; XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3450424723481332817?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3450424723481332817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3450424723481332817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3450424723481332817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3450424723481332817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/p4-maths-carnival.html' title='P4 Maths Carnival'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8480064297959202128</id><published>2008-05-28T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:14:20.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and not yet found :/</title><content type='html'>Just realized that my english essay portfolio is still not yet with me for some reason, so if any of you 207 girls come across my blog or something, can one of you like pass it over to me or something? Thanks a bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have yet I find a proper place to store my files.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8480064297959202128?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8480064297959202128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8480064297959202128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8480064297959202128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8480064297959202128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-and-not-yet-found.html' title='Lost and not yet found :/'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-7577666902129914625</id><published>2008-05-27T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:24:15.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged so yeah</title><content type='html'>Well what do you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 10 ppl to do this quiz and those who are tag cannot refuse. these people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. continue this game by sending to other ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;Havent even got a lover yet, dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 If you can have a dream to come true, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;I have loads of crazy and unrealistic dreams at night, especially recently, so no, I do not want to see those dreams come true. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway who will want to help me fufil my dreams o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, maybe I would like a huge fountain-like display of coke-and-mentos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;Someone hand me a crystal ball or a teacup with tea leaves please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;I'd say both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 If the person you like does not accept you, would you continue to wait for him/her to change his/her feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Probably not, cos I'm quite impatient about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 If the person you secretly like is already attached, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Hope that he will still invite me to his wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;Quite alot :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 What do you want most in life?&lt;br /&gt;That everyone is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 How do you see yourself in the future as well as career?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a gynaecologist, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;giving people sex tips&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; congratulating those who got pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 Who is currently the most important person to you?&lt;br /&gt;I cant choose :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Another crazy person whose name also starts with J :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;I dont really mind, cos I think theres a kind of freedom being single, and yet I think that true love does help overcome obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;I carry on singing the song that the radio happens to blare out at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;Is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Those true friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 If you played a prank on someone, &amp;amp; he/she fell for the trick, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I dont really do that kinda tricks, I prefer pulling pranks like getting people to sit on whoopee cushions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE TAGGED. cos i'm bored.. and i'm not tagging those who were already tagged...&lt;br /&gt;Mel and her whole lot of friends from her school. There, that makes up more than 10 already lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7577666902129914625?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7577666902129914625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7577666902129914625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7577666902129914625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7577666902129914625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-so-yeah.html' title='Tagged so yeah'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-7749878720639368392</id><published>2008-05-27T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:51:44.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Hum</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, after the storm, things seem to be cooled down until theres nothing very interesting to blog about :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, today went to school to attend P4 maths carnival briefing, and then went to JEC library to hang out with friends. Nothing crazy happened, other than the fact that Weiren took a pic of a sticker that Joanne pasted on her &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;boob&lt;/span&gt; and we were talking about boob sizes. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rawr, internet is borking up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna be helping out for the P4 maths carnival on the 30th May, so theres probably something about that to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7749878720639368392?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7749878720639368392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7749878720639368392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7749878720639368392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7749878720639368392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/ho-hum.html' title='Ho Hum'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2222354790539455561</id><published>2008-05-22T20:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:27:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp :D</title><content type='html'>Wasnt as bad as I expected! :D&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was able to bring a camera and get Huiwen to snap professional photos of us for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our camp instructor for my class is called Rendall in the daytime, and Samantha in the night. He and another instructor(Ah Hwat or somethingorother in the day, Ah Hua at night) are brothers in the day, and are sisters at night. But they fight more often than actually get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally we were very unenthu about the upcoming camp horrors that we were expecting, and in the morning when we reached the campsite we didnt bother to really learn our cheers and stuff. Then for lunch he was emoing, and didnt eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the class was very much more enthu after that to cheer him up. That makes it seem like we live off people's misery ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the Big Event in the afternoon under the gigantic fireball that we call the Sun in our solar system. Nothing special, but we did learn alot of stuff even though we didn't win. Washed up after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower was hell lot better than last year's. Last year they only gave us 5min per person to shower, and if we exceed the time limit the camp instructors  will  barge into the cubicle. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, i realized that we somehow have some kinda school caterer of sorts. The food that was catered to us had provided the same lunch packs, like the ones that we got for Orientation 07, Orientation 08, and other school events that I cant think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had campfire cheer practice(and plenty of entertainment by Samantha and Ah Hua). Halfway through Daniel got called out for the next game that we were gonna play. The next game was Kidnapped. The instructors pulled out the mentor reps from each class, chained them somewhere around the campsite, and let them enjoy the night breeze while the rest of the classmates were running around like crazy doing all the tasks and getting the keys to the lock. We were the first class to actually complete the whole thing, it was awesome :D We rock :D Samantha then told us that this time the game was carried out in a less sadistic way, cos according to him, they chained the people right in front of their eyes while playing the game with the Dunman High group at St John's Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the activity I skipped supper and fought over the shower with the rest of the people who also wanted to wash up before sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had air cons in the chalet :D. Not everyone listened to the lights out command, the 5 of us bunked in the living room and talked until we ran out of stamina at around 1.30am. We did wake up afew people though(sorry about that :P). I remember we were talking something about pimples and the colour of our underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the following morning frozen stiff and I realized that my sleeping bag became lopsided for some reason, but somehow my back didnt hurt from sleeping on the floor unlike last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our toilet paper ration ran out already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over our breakfast of bee hoon(mismatched with a piece of raisin cake), I found out that the temperature of the air con was set at 16°C. No wonder we were freezing our arses off. In this case I guess that I would prefer a tent really(and then we can also stargaze). Also, the 206 guys were playing cards last night in the chalet, and then the instructor went in to check on them. They pretended to sleep, and when they got up again to continue, they found that Shahid fell asleep during the 5mins o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First activity in the morning, we were given $20, and we had to use the money to buy stuff, and then sell the stuff we made, and earn at least twice of what we spent and then the money will be donated to help the China and Burmese people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really easy. My class sold sweets. Me and Suhang took 4 packets to sell, and we chanced upon 2 old aunties. We explained the whole situation to them, and then sold the 4 packets to them, they $7, and did not want change. We O.O at them, and then went back to the gathering place feeling super pai seh. The girls were able to sell, but for some reason it wasnt so easy for the guys. But Jens came back with $8.50(on the second try).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the activity debrief, Rendall bought us bubble tea :D &lt;strike&gt;This guy can be evil and yet nice at the same time&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched and mulled over the next activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladiator was next. The game consisted of throwing wet sponges and hitting people and targets until the territory was entirely conquered  by one of the classes. 206 and 204 ended up competing, and 204 won. After that when Timo shouted at Wayne for not running backwards and letting himself get hit, he told him to "press the S key" XD Timo is one hell of a hardcore gamer lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, and then campfire. Didnt really pay full attention to the campfire, I was focusing on watching the moon rise instead. Counted 11 stars too. I enjoyed our class performance, we did parodies of Ribena ad, Mocca's 'I'm selling my house' ad, Topspin, M1 and Fedex's 'Zhang Xian Sheng' ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get through to 98.7fm at around 12am :D Was our first time on radio, and we got the song 'Uncle Mutton' :D After that we talked some more about stuff that I cant remember, and then kinda passed out at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day3;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the temperature of the air con was lowered to 20°C, we were still covered in a layer of ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, camp is gonna end, but not until the place is cleaned up though. My class went to clean the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;guy's&lt;/span&gt; dorm(emphasize on&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; guys&lt;/span&gt;). We found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a door with the doorknob broken off&lt;br /&gt;-some guy's underwear lying in the middle of the living room&lt;br /&gt;-a glowstick&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;that looked like really sick at first lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-A CHIJ ST NICKS PE T SHIRT FTW OMFG XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Rendall showed that off to everyone at camp XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school, and then home. I felt really knocked up but I showered before I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found that the sun had burnt me such that I have shirt and shorts marks on me! Great, now I have an unevenly(and unwillingly) tanned skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I slept from 1pm until dinner :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2222354790539455561?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2222354790539455561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2222354790539455561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2222354790539455561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2222354790539455561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/camp-d.html' title='Camp :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1112811403528565462</id><published>2008-05-19T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:26:56.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Was talking to Amanda while sorting out all my notes. Seems that her family is also clearing out stuff. After my notes, it will be my book case that will be sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yikes, Ms Emily hasn't returned my lit stuff to me :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theres gonna be camp until the 22nd, and I'm not gonna bring my handphone(with its retarded batt that cant last a day), but I'm gonna bring a book or 2 and read it at night with a flashlight. Or maybe take a look at one of Joanne's trig exercise books and get a move on next sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like camps, although the activities can be fun, but they dont let us have a proper shower. And this is 3 days, so by the time we get back home we are slick with whatever sweat, grime and sebum(and random microbes too) that isn't gotten rid of properly. And my hair is gonna be in a terrible condition. I actually value my hair alot, cos its like the only redeeming feature about me. Its gonna be a really horrible experience for my hair. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh, and on msn, put a rainbow (R) in front of your name to help survivors in Sichuan, though I have no idea how it will help, I'm doing it anyway cos reading about people struck by natural disasters is kinda depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1112811403528565462?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1112811403528565462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1112811403528565462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1112811403528565462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1112811403528565462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/clearing-up.html' title='Clearing up'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1938456883014057585</id><published>2008-05-16T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:13:58.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More emoing D:</title><content type='html'>If (ting)^2 is a road sweeper, and SuHang is unemployed, then what am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a worker who got sacked over and over again -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAS! I GOT A CAP OF 3.98!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I MUST SAY!!!I NEED ANOTHER 0.02 TO REACH 4.00!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, even if Huiwen's analogy of this and constipation is screwed, but there is some truth behind it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And Huiwen! You got a CAP of 4.02!! How can you do this to me!!! I'm your secretary!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CO people are freaky, like this Angela person got 5.00!!!(and all the others like YS, QC, Greg, ting squared, SuChang etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, and all I got for the 2 bio modules were B+s ): But I did MUCH better for lit, and I got a B+ compared to B- from last year. And man I got a A- for Jap, compared to A from last year. ): And thankfully I got a nice A for Maths :D In the comments Mr Lee said that I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; in mathematics, brilliant my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Loke wrote in the comments about my behavior in school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="lblMentorRemarks" class="LabelCtrl"&gt;"Yuet Huey possesses a fine intellect and a maturity beyond her years as compared to some of her peers. She has inculcated the healthy habit of reading whenever she has free time. However, this may render her rather aloof at times. She should try to mix around more with her classmates.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that Mr Loke is kinda lying. I turned into a retard this sem, and is still relatively immature, and I dont really remember reading much books in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the aloof part is kinda true, and I dont really interact much with my own classmates and instead mix around with the crazy lot from different classes cos I am more similar to them in character compared to my own classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I do talk to my own classmates! Like SuChang, Geraldine and such, and I did talk to the guys quite a number of times, like YanKang(and he got a CAP of 4.07, he still pwns me ):), and HuiKang during Jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of the teachers say the same thing about me in my studies: I am a quiet student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rofl-ing at that. My parents thought that I was most probably daydreaming in class(given my poor performance this sem), but really, when can we find time to talk when the teacher is busy explaining the photoelectric effect or Fleming's right hand rule to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, why is it that Mel can score like 81% for her science while I cant D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my ego is like non-existent :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I got pwned by Joanne and (ting)^2 in gaming(specifically in o2 jam), nextly I get pwned in terms of CAP by practically everyone in the family, and finally, Mel gets a better grade than me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, gotta improve in the future. So everybody jia you and maintain the good grades, and become better for the lousy ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1938456883014057585?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1938456883014057585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1938456883014057585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1938456883014057585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1938456883014057585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-emoing-d.html' title='More emoing D:'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-7794398317977860938</id><published>2008-05-15T17:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:46:27.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Espace server gets PWNED :D</title><content type='html'>The server was lag-tastic. I had to wait like 10min before I was brought to the module selection page. Super pwnage :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I selected the bio elective, cos I just felt like it :P There are the chem and phyz electives that are really interesting, but I cant join cos of timetable clashes and too little time. And theres another elective that appeared on computer science[CS2201-&lt;strong  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;"&gt;Visual Basic .NET Programming] that I am interested in as well.&lt;strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Another reason is because I am in Infocomm and yet I can barely understand any kind of programming language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing interesting happened these 2 days when we were back in school. There was supposed to be interhouse games, but nobody could be arsed to go and support their houses, including me, since I never really was the sporty type(and neither do I randomly start cheering for the geeks competing in chinese/international chess and bridge). I and my friends did go and catch the movie screenings in the audi but nothing much after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched screening of Ratatouille and half of Harry Potter of the Order of the Phoenix. After that had lunch and camped out in the library where we almost froze our arse off. Geez exams are over by we are still living in the library :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the second half of Harry Potter OotP. The movie was played on Mr Tan's laptop, and all of a sudden, at the most exciting wizarding duel of the century between Dumbledore and Moldy-warts, the laptop went flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the most anticlimatic moment I have ever witnessed in a cinema!(or close to it in this case)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we once again camped out at the library. And all of us, with absolutely nothing to do, ended up playing games on our laptops, handphones, or graphing calculators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bother Huiwen. Originally we were watching a bird that had chose to build it's nest in the more private part of the canteen, and after that we pulled out a bird-spotting book and tried to find out what kind of bird it was, but we ended up laughing at weird names of birds, talking about bioaccumulation,  and then when to the uninhabited Siberian-cold part of the library to laugh again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I really wonder why I am friends with such a retardedly sharp person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave up on bird spotting, and then joined the usual gang for lunch, abit more gaming, before returning home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days like this are utterly boring and useless. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7794398317977860938?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7794398317977860938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7794398317977860938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7794398317977860938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7794398317977860938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/espace-server-gets-pwned-d.html' title='Espace server gets PWNED :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-829787009350086954</id><published>2008-05-14T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:08:46.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electives!</title><content type='html'>For the next semester I am considering joining one of the science electives that my school is offering for the level. But we are only allowed to choose one out of all the electives that is offered, and I'm having a hard time choosing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Bio elective[BL2201-Food Science]. This elective basically expands on what we have learnt for BL1103 on the human digestive system and nutrition, and how food is produced, and how  proper nutrition is important in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bio is the best subject that I am at, and personally I want to be involved in a career field that is closely related to Biology(ie a doctor) and I think that this will probably change my perspective on food. But I kinda flunked the BL1103 exam, so my foundation is most likely weak and I may suffer for this module, although the final grade is all dependent on CA(practicals again) and no exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nextly, we have the Chem elective[CM2201-Kitchen Chemistry]. Its about chemistry in our everyday lives, like in the kitchen for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely high on my interest list(and after taking this module I will probably be talking about household bleach in terms of chemical compounds), and it has no exams either(all pracs :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, theres Phyz[PC2201-Beyond Foundation Physics]. They will be talking about Relativity (Newtonian and Einsteinian), Quantum Physics, Particle Physics and Cosmology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are probably shooting a strange look at me, cos I dont seem to do very well for phyz.(._.) But all the topics, especially Cosmology, is something that I am interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is EXAMS, and knowing that I will probably flunk the entire module altogether makes me thinks twice although I am very interested in COSMOLOGY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I gotta stick to external books and wait for the Astronomy module in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got bio and chem, which should I take?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-829787009350086954?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/829787009350086954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=829787009350086954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/829787009350086954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/829787009350086954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/electives.html' title='Electives!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-462904344139271575</id><published>2008-05-12T18:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:19:50.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr exams sucks</title><content type='html'>I feel totally steamrollered D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL2103[Narration and Description]- 43.5/75&lt;br /&gt;BL2102[Energy and Energetics]- 48/65 [not good enough]&lt;br /&gt;JP2201[Japanese]- 71/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English...totally sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected myself to do better, cos I don't screw up in compo writing. The teacher did give me a better grade than expected for my Writing Portfolio project, so I was feeling pretty confident about the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the teacher who marked my script said that it was too poetic and that he wanted more of like a tension of sorts in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE DAMN THING IS SUPPOSED TO BE REFLECTIVE AND &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-poetic-&lt;/span&gt; IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1000%;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL FLOORED D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio, was ok, but I wish I didn't screw up for my MCQ, it cost me 9 precious marks D: But I feel happy for my open ended cos I miraculously got most of it correct :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap was the only thing that lifted my spirits about my marks. I am happy with it, and knowing that I got 4th in class(no way JonLee got 72!!!). But I don't think that 4th in a class of 14 people really matters much. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pocketful of sunshine that made everyone's day: That gignormous teddy bear the family got for Joanne's birthday!!(Supposed to be tmrw, but we celebrated early cos it is a holiday tmrw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So Happy Birthday to the family's Mom: Joanne :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't angst so much ok? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-462904344139271575?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/462904344139271575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=462904344139271575' 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my own mom, and to all other moms too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many ways to say 'Mother'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Mum&lt;br /&gt;2)Mom&lt;br /&gt;3)Mummy&lt;br /&gt;4)Mommy&lt;br /&gt;5)Mama&lt;br /&gt;6)Momma&lt;br /&gt;7)Ma&lt;br /&gt;8)Lao Ma (o.o)&lt;br /&gt;9)Niang&lt;br /&gt;10)Lao Niang (which is apparently what ting squared calls her mom o.o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7968263307665894575?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7968263307665894575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7968263307665894575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYRLTF71Sow&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYRLTF71Sow&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DORM TETRIS :D WE HAVE TO TRY IT SOMEDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ddJrPKXfHM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ddJrPKXfHM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Os-q23OlpWo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Os-q23OlpWo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8517527818582555597?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8517527818582555597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8517527818582555597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8517527818582555597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8517527818582555597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-videos-d.html' title='MORE VIDEOS :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-364668823131014840</id><published>2008-05-09T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:20:22.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS SUCK</title><content type='html'>RANT MODE ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break down all my marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC2101[Waves and Vibrations]- 21/50[FAIL]&lt;br /&gt;BL2101[Human Reproductive System]-53/80[not good enough]&lt;br /&gt;MA2108[Geometry]-50/60&lt;br /&gt;CH2101[Higher Chinese]-37/70,40.5/90[FAIL]&lt;br /&gt;PC2102[Electricity and Magnetism]-31/50&lt;br /&gt;HY2102[Southeast Asia in the 20th Century]-33/50[not good enough]&lt;br /&gt;CM2102[Basic Atomic Model]-20/40[WTF]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;So if you calculate the percentages, the total for the exam sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS SO SCREWED D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY screwed up one of my physics AND my chinese. While I was never very good friends with physics, BUT MY CHINESE IS SO SCREWED I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN IT D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio, could have been better D: Its HUMAN REPRODUCTIVE SYSTEM and I expected a 60, but no I just have to lose a freaky 12marks for the last essay question and screw up the 2nd open ended question for part B D: AND IT WAS EASY TOO D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;I really could have done better for history D: and after all that practice that Ms Chua gave us D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND CHEMISTRY IS ANOTHER PAPER MADE OF FAIL. I expected myself to do better, and the paper was actually quite easy!! RAWR its the other subject that I was hoping would actually help to pull my marks up already but looks like its pulling me down instead D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM PROBABLY GONNA BE DEAD FOR ENGLISH AND THE NEXT BIO MODULES THAT ARE GONNA BE GIVEN OUT NEXT MONDAY D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am hoping that Jap will turn out alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RANT MODE OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Ok, not all of the script checking session was made up of emoness lingering in the air. After all not only the dark side has cookies right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Tim-o-tee unscrewed his laptop just to start it up o.O He also ripped out his hard drive for some reason too(wth timo you crazy person) and in the end, it took him about 5mins  unscrewing his laptop, plugging in the hard drive, and connecting the parts back together just to start up his com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During script checking, Huiwen ganged up with Suhang and Joanne to brutally zonk me. I'm sure that my organs have all ruptured already thank you. And Lee Huiwen, you have learnt taekwondo and aikido before, you you had added advantage  and you didnt need to get others to help you zonk me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Day 2;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chua gave us toblerone chocolates(which supposedly fell from the sky again) for good luck. After that Weiren took the box and turned it into a triangular dragon :D Its super cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SCQ7BMvaDlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/myP_i1yvw_k/s1600-h/triangletoberonedragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SCQ7BMvaDlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/myP_i1yvw_k/s320/triangletoberonedragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198344761678368338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez even the floor looks sharper than the dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And quiz, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)At what age do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Will I even get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Who is more important to you? Friend or boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Both lah, if I even have a boyfriend in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;NO, NOT AFTER SEEING WHAT CATATROPHIES ARE HAPPENING TO ME NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Just be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;It also appears near misty places like waterfalls and even when you shower(which i saw when showering during the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Describe your life in two words.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)What are the requirements from you of your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno, I guess he has to be smart, and funny, and caring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; and LOOKS LIKE L FROM DEATH NOTE&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Being rejected all the time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Yes I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)when is your happiest moment?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;I also dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Describe the person who tagged you in 5 words.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, idiotic-ly-smart, funny, insane, is-a-dummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;How many dunnos does this quiz have?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)what will you do when you're sad?&lt;br /&gt;I emo, then I do whatever I like that will cheer me up, then I go back to being normal again i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Do you think life's a straw? Yes, then hit your left ear/No, then hit your right ear.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 8 people and tag them on their tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;i) ting-ting-ting-ting-ting SQUARED&lt;br /&gt;ii) Joanne&lt;br /&gt;iii) Suhang&lt;br /&gt;iv) Tricia&lt;br /&gt;v) Amanda&lt;br /&gt;vi) Huiwen&lt;br /&gt;vii) Suchang(:&lt;br /&gt;viii) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Weiren?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats all. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and let us pray for the rest of our marks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-364668823131014840?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/364668823131014840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=364668823131014840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/364668823131014840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/364668823131014840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams-suck.html' title='EXAMS SUCK'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SCQ7BMvaDlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/myP_i1yvw_k/s72-c/triangletoberonedragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-1958777591563145733</id><published>2008-05-07T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:41:28.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eek, tmrw is script checking D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, its a mass emoing tiem, cos we either regret that we didnt study that hard or we are upset that we didnt get the marks we want although we really did study for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us prepare our graves people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uh oh D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1958777591563145733?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1958777591563145733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1958777591563145733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1958777591563145733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1958777591563145733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/eek-tmrw-is-script-checking-d-sooo-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6632798233835229056</id><published>2008-05-07T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:49:19.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos!</title><content type='html'>First one up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out. Its by Sharne from our level(203 I think) in school and he has been featured on Youtube O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cN6TiQ5w8V0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cN6TiQ5w8V0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was like 'HEY DUDE AINT THAT SHARNE?!! O.O'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember our dear old pixelicated games like tetris? I never mastered it though lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G0LtUX_6IXY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G0LtUX_6IXY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda addicted to the music now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and PONG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sWY0Q_lMFfw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sWY0Q_lMFfw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space invaders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VczbbiRmDik&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VczbbiRmDik&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the sound effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a novel idea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGQ20yDDVzQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGQ20yDDVzQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUMAN TETRIS XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ll2kajMH2u0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ll2kajMH2u0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear japs can come up with some of the weirdest game shows ever XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE WATCHING PEOPLE GETTING PRANKED XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7BtNN6M97q8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7BtNN6M97q8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was priceless XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU! MEL CHUA! REMEMBER TO BRING MY BOOKS THAT YOU BORROWED AND THE SIMS 2 WITH ALL THE EXPANSION PACKS THIS FRIDAY YEAH?! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6632798233835229056?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6632798233835229056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6632798233835229056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6632798233835229056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6632798233835229056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/videos.html' title='Videos!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3242151597411109547</id><published>2008-05-04T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:47:59.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke at around 8.30am to find Andrew attacking my blanket, so I kinda jumped outta bed. Then I was rather surprised cos I wasnt shivering or anything even though the air con was on, so I took my temperature again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find that my temperature was 36.0°C o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was like "Lol, thermometer". So I checked another 3 times and once at my armpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all yielded the same results :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I just need to finish my course of antibiotics and battle with my sore throat and flu, and I will be alright again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the others who are sick, get well soon!&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/4128972920517649678-3242151597411109547?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3242151597411109547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3242151597411109547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3242151597411109547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3242151597411109547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1904975947194779079</id><published>2008-05-03T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:22:36.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, panadol rocks :D Now that my fever is down back to 38.1°C I feel abit more hyper now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate an apple and Mom's fish porridge(with pepper, and pepper makes me happy :D) and I  played a bit of o2 mania, and I managed to pass Bride in Dream level 15(although I got pwned at the last part :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna play Tomb Raider Legend again now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, but I wish I can stop sweating, although mom says that sweating means that the medication is in effect and Im kinda eliminating whatever toxins through sweating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1904975947194779079?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1904975947194779079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1904975947194779079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1904975947194779079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1904975947194779079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-panadol-rocks-d-now-that-my-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-5483432296981484276</id><published>2008-05-03T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:38:33.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, I am very paranoid that what I'm having now is no ordinary fever. I'm scared that its dengue, especially because my neightbourhood already has 9 cases of dengue fever D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for about 3hrs just now, and I could feel heat radiating from my face and all. So I dunked a piece of cloth into water and covered my face to cool myself down, then mom returned home and found that I overdosed on antibiotics D: I was supposed to take 5ml each time but dad told me to take 10ml. So now I'm drinking loads of water and popping panadol for the effing fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fever went up to 38.8°C D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dengue"&gt;Wiki on dengue fever&lt;/a&gt;, and now I'm trying to 'diagnose' myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms of Dengue:&lt;br /&gt;-sudden onset of fever&lt;br /&gt;-severe and constant headache&lt;br /&gt;-muscle and joint pains&lt;br /&gt;-rash[bright red or purple spot that is caused my minor hemorrhage appearing on lower limbs and chest]&lt;br /&gt;-gastritis/abdominal pain/nausea/vomiting/diarrhea&lt;br /&gt;-severe dizziness&lt;br /&gt;-loss of appetite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have:&lt;br /&gt;-fever[after my last paper, but no mosquito bites]&lt;br /&gt;-slight headache&lt;br /&gt;-backbone hurts alittle&lt;br /&gt;-loss of appetite&lt;br /&gt;-sweating D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seriously, I hope I totally dont have dengue or anything that serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fevers still suck D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like Tricia got over her fever already :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5483432296981484276?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5483432296981484276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5483432296981484276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5483432296981484276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5483432296981484276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-i-am-very-paranoid-that-what-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2192827855113825454</id><published>2008-05-03T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:38:19.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, I was feeling better last night to play afew games, and I thought that I would be ok by today and that I just need to finish my course of antibiotics without needing to supplement it with panadol anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nooo, I freaking woke up at 1am in the middle of the darkness and I couldnt go back to sleep D: So I was kinda huddling under my blanket trying to keep my legs from freezing over while trying to sleep D: And around 6am I was having a headache, and I dug out my thermometer  to check my temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?! I got a freaking temperature of 38.1°C!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dragged my butt out of bed to drink water before trying to go back to sleep, and my legs were freaking wobbly. Mom was downstairs so I ended up taking all my medication and forced abit of breakfast down my throat. And right now I'm sweating AND shivering at the same time D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, I'm kinda pissed at myself for not looking after my health, but I wanna murder the freaking virus that cause me(and the family) a whole lot of misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If the effing virus is male, I wanna chop his balls off.&lt;br /&gt;If the effing virus is female, I wanna chop her boobs off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2192827855113825454?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2192827855113825454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2192827855113825454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2192827855113825454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2192827855113825454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-i-was-feeling-better-last-night-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3114421190307456816</id><published>2008-05-02T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:39:45.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever epidemic update</title><content type='html'>Weiren is right, someone cursed our family D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of people so far:&lt;br /&gt;1)(ting)^2&lt;br /&gt;2)Tricia[getting better]&lt;br /&gt;3)Joanne&lt;br /&gt;4)Vivian from 204&lt;br /&gt;5)Amanda&lt;br /&gt;6)Weiren[plus cough]&lt;br /&gt;7)Yansheng[cough]&lt;br /&gt;8)SuHang[apparently not feeling well]&lt;br /&gt;9)Ulysses[better]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total number of infected people: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling much better than in the afternoon. I'm gonna pop another panadol and down afew more cups of water and more strepsils. Hopefully I will be alright by tmrw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3114421190307456816?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3114421190307456816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3114421190307456816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3114421190307456816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3114421190307456816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/fever-epidemic-update.html' title='Fever epidemic update'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1191703713059850162</id><published>2008-05-02T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:48:26.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever epidemic</title><content type='html'>Number of people whom I know so far who got struck:&lt;br /&gt;1)(ting)^2&lt;br /&gt;2)Tricia[getting better]&lt;br /&gt;3)Joanne&lt;br /&gt;4)Vivian from 204&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total number of infected people: 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now a headache is setting in D: I dont feel like playing games either, I feel abnormal :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1191703713059850162?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1191703713059850162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1191703713059850162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1191703713059850162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1191703713059850162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/fever-epidemic.html' title='Fever epidemic'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6599487887757889608</id><published>2008-05-02T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:10:33.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Share the joy of the end of exams</title><content type='html'>I would have liked to shout it out loud and scream that the exams are over, but rawr, I got the fever that the worst time ever. To top it off, I also have a sore throat which makes my chest hurt when I start coughing. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im kinda lucky that I dont feel as bad as some other people. Like &lt;a href="http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/"&gt;(ting)^2&lt;/a&gt; who nearly fainted. Tricia came to school sweating slightly, but at least she got over it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SuChang remarked that people are all getting fevers right after the exam. Well Im glad that at the very least I only fell sick after the exam period and not during.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, now theres MOAR FREE TIEM, and that means that while I battle my sickness I can do some other stuff I've been meaning to do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after I get over my fever(and I think I have a pounding headache coming along), I wanna go out and shop/explore loads of malls with Mel, and(obviously) gaming. I want to train my o2 mania and then try it out on the online o2 jam version (grr and ting^2 is actually better than me, even though I started playing earlier than her last year). And I wanna replay Tomb Raider Legend and Anniversary all over again, and maybe I can find the super old Tomb Raider The Last Revelation somewhere on my dad's com. And I also want to watch the entire lot of documentaries my dad has, it so interesting. And I'm gonna watch a bunch of animes all over again. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All that is gonna burn holes into my eyes. @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And super belated update coming along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew's birthday like 3 weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJNahqVdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/XRwM4Bm9nC0/s1600-h/S5001787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJNahqVdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/XRwM4Bm9nC0/s320/S5001787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195686352421279186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even growing up is serious business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJqqhqVeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ir5x40_rFhA/s1600-h/S5001799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJqqhqVeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ir5x40_rFhA/s320/S5001799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195686854932452834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Half eaten cake of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJq6hqVfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/z7TNdhojo6A/s1600-h/S5001829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJq6hqVfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/z7TNdhojo6A/s320/S5001829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195686859227420146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it was my birthday too a week after Andrew's. (Cheesecake yo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJMahqVZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xijof1nZ7AU/s1600-h/15042008343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJMahqVZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xijof1nZ7AU/s320/15042008343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195686335241409938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friends in school got me so many birthday cookies that I cant finish them all until a week later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJMahqVaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cHyHzp8_MyU/s1600-h/15042008347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJMahqVaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cHyHzp8_MyU/s320/15042008347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195686335241409954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mel came over too, and somehow this cracked me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You owe me a pillow fight at your house Mel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And to end this risen-from-the-blog-graveyard-post, I wanna play The Sims 2 cos I saw this whole lot of funny stuff over &lt;a href="http://sea-serpent.livejournal.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I highly recommend the legacy series, and Death Note simmie version became so cracked up I cant stop laughing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Apparently you can make gay and lesbian simmies and get them to woohoo each other lol XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6599487887757889608?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6599487887757889608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6599487887757889608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6599487887757889608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6599487887757889608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/05/share-joy-of-end-of-exams.html' title='Share the joy of the end of exams'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/SBrJNahqVdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/XRwM4Bm9nC0/s72-c/S5001787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-3814086152481084515</id><published>2008-04-01T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:09:38.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the day of the fools</title><content type='html'>1st of April. But we didn't feel like tricking anyone, maybe cos we overused the pranks back in the old days until now you're the one left laughing when you pull the joke. All the others will think that you are lame or seriously retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway despite not being in the mood for being pranked, we did laugh a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During PE, my class ended up with Mr Sun[Soon o.o] as our teacher. We don't really like him, although its badminton that we are learning this term, so we didn't bother doing stuff properly during PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when he told us to go run 2 rounds around the track, we walked 2 rounds around the track instead. And he didn't blow his whistle at us or anything, but he did look annoyed when we finished with our 'warm-up'. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Mr Sun began demonstrating to us how to hold the racket(as if we don't know). It got really boring. :l Then he let us play afew rounds with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and SuHang were bored to tears by Mr Sun, and there wasn't much fun in it. So we ended up doing loads of retarded things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) SuHang held the racket upside down and attempted to hit the shuttlecock with the handle. XD And Mr Sun didn't even notice for a good 10min during the game! XDXD&lt;br /&gt;2)SuHang started strumming the racket like a guitar and was jumping up and down like that stick figure in &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/397787"&gt;this game&lt;/a&gt; (about guitars too) when you reach the highest combo XD&lt;br /&gt;3)One of us hit the shuttlecock until it flew up to the 4th floor corridor(the concourse is considered the 3rd floor). The first time round I went up there to get it, and ended up playing badminton from there with her XDXDXD The next time round SuHang was the one up there, and sadly Mr Sun called her to come down, and accosted her at the staircase door. SuHang just said that the shuttlecock flew up and she went to get it, although he didn't look very convinced. Nevertheless, we succeed in annoying him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept during English class, which was made as a time for consultation with the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to Mom if you're reading this right now: I'm going to Geraldine's house on Saturday after Jap until around 3pm to do the English project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Kbox and sing until I get sick of it. I can start singing randomly when I feel like it but I would want to go try it karaoke style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a piece of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lara_Croft_Tomb_Raider:_Underworld"&gt;FANTASTIC NEWS&lt;/a&gt; for gamers familiar with Tomb Raider :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomb Raider 8 is gonna be called Tomb Raider: Underworld and is gonna be released on Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara Croft is back and she's gonna be hotter, cooler, and sexier than ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she looks great too! Her skin looks more realistic when light is reflected and it doesn't look so yellow. And she has a &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fb/TRUnderworld.jpg"&gt;new outfit&lt;/a&gt; too! Although I do miss her &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/ff/LaraCroftTombRaiderEvoWUnderw.jpg"&gt;trademark blue tank top&lt;/a&gt;, she still looks cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess you people know what to get for me for X'mas :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3814086152481084515?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3814086152481084515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3814086152481084515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3814086152481084515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3814086152481084515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/04/tis-day-of-fools.html' title='Tis the day of the fools'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2879626653550937191</id><published>2008-03-29T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:02:30.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quiz</title><content type='html'>I seen this 4 freaking times already from Joanne, (Ting)^2 and Amanda, and HuiW&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;en.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What time is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sleep time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Full name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jo's-a-Spleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What is the most recent movie that you have seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;L Change the WorLd :D -and still crazy over it-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Place of birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You kidding me? I'm an organ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They are all composed of too many chemical molecules for me to name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Natural hair color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Black. But I want to highlight it chocolate brown :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ever been Neat Freak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I think this is the cue for my ex-classmate Tiffany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favourite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Badminton, swimming and cycling, but I don't exercise nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Croutons or bacon bits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bacon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite Day of the Week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A bunch in S'pore and a bunch in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite Flower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anything that looks pretty, and I find black roses interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite sport to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The teachers in my school playing badminton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Any kind of juice that tastes nice. For example, I'm not drinking my stomach juices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite ice cream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anything, but I'm not a fan of locally produced chocolate ice-cream. The chocolate ice-cream must come from Ben&amp;amp;Jerry or Hagen Daz or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Warner Brothers or Disney?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Can't choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ever been on a ship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What color is your bedroom flooring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Brown rectangular wooden tiles with a layer of varnish on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favourite Destination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HuiWen and her quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What do you do when you are bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mooch around and find something to do. Like gaming :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bedtime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Depends on if I am not chionging a project report the night before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I need to get ESP powers and be able to pull of as Saki Hanajima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Who will least likely respond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I still haven't got my ESP powers yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Who is the person that you are most curious to see their responses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favorite Television Shows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't like to watch TV, but I do like documentaries on stuff like time traveling and wormholes and the answer to the universe and Roman history and Egyptian history and Chinese history and 5 intersecting tetrahedrons and exploding Lithium and walking on custard and CO2 gas propulsion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last person you went to dinner with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Park or Zoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Park in real life, the Zoo in virtual reality :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What are your favorite colors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Blue, black and chocolate brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favourite Brands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not a big fan of shopping, unless you bring me to a manga/gaming store or something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How many pets do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Quite a number in my com that I needed a huge Zoo to house them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Which came first, the chicken or the egg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The chicken (cell).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aspirations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Eh, get a job that I can earn money from what I enjoy, e.g. a competitive gamer, or even better, a gynecologist, who helps people give birth to more cute little babies like my bro Andrew :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Have you ever been to Hawaii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perhaps in future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Have you been to countries outside Singapore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Eh, M'sia, China, USA, Thailand. The most fun was USA and I hope to go there again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How many people are you sending this e-mail to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not doing this as an email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Time this survey ended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nap time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4128972920517649678-2879626653550937191?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2879626653550937191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2879626653550937191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2879626653550937191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2879626653550937191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/03/random-quiz.html' title='Random Quiz'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6981210858494615589</id><published>2008-03-24T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:23:40.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cram-o-mania</title><content type='html'>MugFest! And it is compulsory or everyone! Those who excuse themselves without a valid reason faces a penalty of 1 grade down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, and it includes me too. So I guess I'm indirectly punishing myself by declaring that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiwen lent me House of the Dead III PC version! Even if it isn't as exciting as holding a gun in the arcade, it is still a very good stress reliever. Oh, and that fat monster where it's stomach can be blasted open, its name is Charles O.O And I can't imagine Charles from our level storming around school with a gigantic pot belly and brandishing his patented Chuckie 360 Degree Leg Hair Shaver as a weapon of mass destruction. o.O But hey it would be comical if I dreamt about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Art period break, me and my bio project group went to set up the terrarium. We went to catch ants too, only to find that they escaped from the plastic bag one way or another. I went to get the pond water from the school eco-garden, and it was gonna be Chinese next so I hastily  scooped up the water and dumped it in the terrarium. Later, we noticed that there was a small little fish swimming in it! O.O I caught a fish even without noticing it, and we are gonna have to remove it since the teacher said that there cannot be any vertebrates in the terrarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug some earthworms from my garden on Sunday as well, but I think they all died when I reached school today. In the evening I went to find more, only to catch 2 earthworms, and they were alive and rather bigger than the ones caught earlier. I remember that in P3 or something we raised mealworms in school, and they lived in oatmeal(literally). When HuiShi suggested that we get mealworms I was imagining the terrarium being turned into a small patch of land that grows oatmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during lunch, when to (Ting)^2's classroom to check out the dead bird that choose it's deathbed(and toilet) behind the dustbin. Esther suggested that it died of food poisoning cos there was green bird shit(o.O) all over the place. If it could get in, I wonder why it can't get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it reminded me once in primary school when a huge bee or something flew into the classroom, and everyone trained their eyes on it. Then the bee flew into the ceiling fan with a funny 'thwack' sound before it flew out the window in a rather disorientated matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6981210858494615589?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6981210858494615589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6981210858494615589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6981210858494615589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6981210858494615589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/03/cram-o-mania.html' title='Cram-o-mania'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-5353713394807063173</id><published>2008-03-22T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:56:03.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its raining, and its pouring</title><content type='html'>Gallons and gallons of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, I havent swam for a long time. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(that was random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my earphones decided to die on me today on my way to school for Jap. ): No matter how much I jiggle the plug connected to my phone, the left earphone refuses to work. And the right makes funny crackling sounds whenever the wire is disturbed. I hope that it can miraculously fix itself so that I can choose to listen to music instead of screeching tires when I'm on the way home from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to remind myself that I owe YS the zoo tycoon disc. But meanwhile my revenge for him being so freaking good in O2 Jam/O2 Mania (you practice everyday don't you D:&lt;) I probably will pretend to forget to bring the disc to school on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that it not gonna be the best week in school for week 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5353713394807063173?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5353713394807063173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5353713394807063173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5353713394807063173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5353713394807063173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-raining-and-its-pouring.html' title='Its raining, and its pouring'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8610426192091343180</id><published>2008-03-21T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T14:55:25.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History Project</title><content type='html'>At Michelle's house doing history project while blogging. Kinda. I'm trying to figure out all the facts that I found on the net and trying to link one event to another. Its tough, especially when we can't find many detailed resources on U Aung San on the internet. And when if there is some info, they all seem different. Frustrating. D:&lt;&gt;:p And I hope it will be Mr Tan who will be back and teaching my class for the next chem module. Next module is hopelessly cheem, Basics of Atomic Model, basics my foot. If it isn't Mr Tan teaching I probably will not be able to understand the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please hurry and come back and teach us Mr Tan. Where is the love man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio exam and physics exam next week, along with the lit drama and a maths quiz(hopefully easy) and starting on new chem module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to de-stress lately is to drown the innocent people in Zoo Tycoon. Man I sure dont wanna be one of the guest in that zoo where animals and dinosaurs are set free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a great Fear Factor:Zoo Tycoon tv show :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@(Ting)^2 : help me do that blogskin on that scream thingy that I drew on msn!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8610426192091343180?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8610426192091343180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8610426192091343180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8610426192091343180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8610426192091343180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/03/history-project.html' title='History Project'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-595031215614082637</id><published>2008-02-27T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:55:50.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks to March hols!!</title><content type='html'>I only just realized the distance between me and a week long break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad finally replaced my bed. Why replace the bed? Cos it apparently enjoyed torturing me in the middle of the night by deciding to unscrew itself loose, collapse on  one side and leaving the other three sides of the bed frame dangling precariously on a probably rusty nail each, and leaving me cursing and swearing about an evil collapsing bed and sleep deprivation as I violently jam the loose screw and delicate wooden bed frame back into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new bed was detached from the upper half of the double decker in my Dad's room. The new bed is a little taller than the previous shaky one, and the bed frame is a nice jet black addition to my room. Best of all, I can sleep peacefully knowing that the bed will not make me think that I am gonna fall of a cliff in the middle of my sleep. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, we have been doing parodies of this "My Name is Joe" thingy. Today in FPS we churned out something like this cos I was telling them to literally churn their brains out for a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Joe, and I work in a brain-churning factory.&lt;br /&gt;I got no wife, no dog and no family.&lt;br /&gt;One day my boss came out to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Joe, are you busy?"&lt;br /&gt;I said no,&lt;br /&gt;Churn, the brains with your right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Eidson Chen episode left no impression in my head cos I really don't care about him quitting the music industry due to leaked porn pics, but it feels odd that he's the one getting all the blame and not the original person who snagged the pics from his computer hard disk and spread it around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-595031215614082637?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/595031215614082637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=595031215614082637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/595031215614082637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/595031215614082637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/02/2-weeks-to-march-hols.html' title='2 weeks to March hols!!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-5597843152889524948</id><published>2008-02-16T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:00:19.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chem Prac</title><content type='html'>I haven't talked about my pracs I did in school, I guess I should talk about them to make up for inactiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem Prac [150208, Friday]&lt;br /&gt;Since this entire Chem module for this term is on practicals, we go to the lab every week. The first 4weeks we did &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Titration"&gt;titration&lt;/a&gt; which ended in a practical test which I really liked cos I got very accurate results in my titration :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did testing for gases yesterday. We had to use the Bunsen burner and other reactive stuff, so we were little cautious. I haven't forgotten that last year SuHang accidentally burned her finger due to a piece of glassware that we forgot hadn't cooled yet. I also stupidly broke it by running the same hot glassware by running it under tap water without letting it cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tested the presence of oxygen, sulphur dioxide, chlorine gas, carbon dioxide, hydrogen gas and ammonia gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals involved in the test for oxygen caused the test tube to turn black. The part where I got to see the glowing splint reignite was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulphur dioxide, chlorine and ammonia stinks. The sulphur dioxide made me feel like choking. &gt;xP The lab smelt funny after the practical, with all those fumes escaping into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the test for hydrogen kinda fun. We had to poke a lighted splint into the test tube and get a pop sound. I found the pop sound kinda addicting and lighted the splint afew more times just for the heck of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally got a drop of potassium dichromate VI on my practical. Now that part is stained orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THIS SITE ROCKS XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2007/12/26/funny-pictures-sideways-smile-cat/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2007/12/funny-pictures-sideways-smiling-cat.jpg" alt="funny pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moar &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;humorous pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5597843152889524948?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5597843152889524948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5597843152889524948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5597843152889524948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5597843152889524948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/02/chem-prac.html' title='Chem Prac'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-5936029675835539906</id><published>2008-02-14T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:10:43.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Anti-Single's Day people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This apparently had no connection with romance in Rome in the past. To be specific, it was on 15th Feb and it was celebrated as a fertility rite where guys ran around the streets stark naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things have very obviously changed, now lovesick people are running all over the place trying to primp themselves up for their other halves and snatching chocs off the shelves. Ah well, I might as well join in the chaos and lighten up the moods of my friends who are still single, jealous of the SuHangxUly ruckus by giving them stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R7Q7hy2IE7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/qDns3OD9GG0/s1600-h/S5001527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R7Q7hy2IE7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/qDns3OD9GG0/s320/S5001527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166820124271317938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In return however, I did not except my classmates to actually prepare super nice and tasty looking sweets and handmade chocs for me! Makes my own presents look so pathetic :P ah well, LOVE YOU ALL PEOPLE ANYWAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the green pipe cleaner flower was given to the class by Daniel, HuiKang and Glen. Nice guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND (TING)^2 GAVE ME THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R7Q7iC2IE8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/9I_F9OJjoNQ/s1600-h/L+Lawliet+edited2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R7Q7iC2IE8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/9I_F9OJjoNQ/s320/L+Lawliet+edited2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166820128566285250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unedited version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R7Q7ii2IE9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/UfMQPVeTb3w/s1600-h/L+Lawliet+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R7Q7ii2IE9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/UfMQPVeTb3w/s320/L+Lawliet+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166820137156219858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L LAWLIET BOOKMARK!!! I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mom understands my Death Note obsession :P and I find it interesting that she had asked me to scan his bookmark for her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today during lit, I was asking HuiWen for a random piece of paper to write down the email addresses, and I made a crumple-paper-into-a-crap-paper-ball action, and she answered me with 'No' and mimicked my action, and it made me laugh like really crazy, until tears started leaking outta my eyes. I really havent laughed until I could barely breathe that in ages. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm  gotta ask WeiHan if he is going for that calligraphy competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5936029675835539906?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5936029675835539906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5936029675835539906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5936029675835539906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5936029675835539906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/02/v-day.html' title='V-Day!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R7Q7hy2IE7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/qDns3OD9GG0/s72-c/S5001527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-2465001461712692178</id><published>2008-02-10T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:51:28.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Trip to Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://spleenology.deviantart.com/art/Malacca-Trip-2008-76910434"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my blog post for the trip. Go on, click it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2465001461712692178?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2465001461712692178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2465001461712692178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2465001461712692178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2465001461712692178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-trip-to-malacca.html' title='CNY Trip to Malacca'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-629826284058151836</id><published>2008-02-08T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:25:19.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated CNY!</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Malacca for the CNY holidays and Im beat. Later when I have uploaded the pics from the camera then I shall talk about it, cos I feel tired and I still have homework to do for school. Mel rocks at distracting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms are aching from playing archery and paintball target practice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-629826284058151836?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/629826284058151836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=629826284058151836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/629826284058151836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/629826284058151836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-belated-cny.html' title='Happy Belated CNY!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-589015229929069917</id><published>2008-01-17T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:11:19.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week of school</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be researching some random stuff for history, not really :P Turns out to be a random bunch of news here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, going back to school, I noticed that loads of guys have changed one way or another. WeiRen's voice sounds deeper, he grew taller too and is wearing the long pants instead of the shorts. YS voice is deeper, but his hair(and IQ) didn't change much(idiot Pineapple). William(Shake-a-Spear) from my class is now 175cm tall O.O Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew to 170cm! Target reached! :D Tricia is jealous of me as she is 1cm shorter than me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan broke his finger in an accident ): Now chem is taken over by Mr Murali, the new HOD for chem department. He's a nice teacher, and really experienced in chem as seen from the titration experiment he demo-ed to us. But I heard the Mr Imbufe is gonna take over this week. From what I heard, I'm rather weirded put about him in class o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mr Tan, get well soon! The classes really miss you teaching us, you're such a fun teacher. M08204(M07104) made the pebble formation "Get Well Soon" too, so hurry up and heal your finger and start teaching us again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the topic of the stone pond, someone made the formation "It takes 2 balls to be a man." and changed it to "It takes 0 balls to be a man." How random and funny. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee is taking us for maths this term. He's funny. He starts off a question by calling someone, and when he asked another question, he gets the person called previously to call another person to answer it. Perfect way to sabo someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a junior in M08104 called WenJun(or something like that). One thing: his voice is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;octaves&lt;/span&gt; higher than a normal guy's voice o.O The family found it cute, and whenever we call his name when he walks past, he squeaks: "How do you know my name?!?!?!" And everyone burst out laughing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One incident with him was that (Ting)^2 went to bother him, and he said "You're a bad person!!!" (Ting)^2 kept bothering him and he threw the remains of the watermelon he was eating at her XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another was during lunch, we called his name again. And he proudly stuck his middle finger in the air, meant to be directed at (Ting)^2 XD He passes the test to enter our family tree, and (Ting)^2 is desperate to enlist him. XD Good luck with that XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BL2101 is laugh riot, though it is quite pai seh as well :P This week we covered the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;male reproductive organs&lt;/span&gt; and sperm production. XD I'm looking forward to the practicals cos we are gonna dissect mice!!! I wanna cut it's head open and look at the brain really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruitment for the '08 generation of the Holy and Noble Family Tree now on. Anybody who likes fun, has basic knowledge of BL2101, can stand sick jokes or is simply crazy can join. The main year2 founding people are going around the year1 classes during next Weds inter-level bonding session  to recruit members. People of varying levels of IQ are all welcome. Distinctive replicas of YanSheng(including detachable Velcro areas and high IQs) will be most welcome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All other stuff that I can think off with be in the next post. Seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-589015229929069917?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/589015229929069917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=589015229929069917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/589015229929069917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/589015229929069917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/01/2nd-week-of-school.html' title='2nd week of school'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3269227110999496353</id><published>2008-01-09T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:48:42.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something random(as usual) today. Lately Mom has been saying that I'm seriously became really tomboyish, and I think I really did change alot when I grew up. But certain stuff like my handwriting probably wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R4TBYQa3TfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iw3vk67gNfY/s1600-h/Part1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R4TBYQa3TfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iw3vk67gNfY/s320/Part1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153456496087354866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R4S-mga3TeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bMMW72Phpv0/s1600-h/Part2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R4S-mga3TeI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bMMW72Phpv0/s320/Part2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153453442365607394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My drawings get less detailed and the panels get smaller. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3269227110999496353?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3269227110999496353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3269227110999496353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3269227110999496353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3269227110999496353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/01/something-randomas-usual-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R4TBYQa3TfI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iw3vk67gNfY/s72-c/Part1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-7962291083093933162</id><published>2008-01-02T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:34:19.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2 Senior :D</title><content type='html'>So I'm finally a year2! &gt;:D I finally have this 'senior' feeling :D I'm one of the crazy seniors. :D No longer the youngest batch at school. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this also means that I have year1s to bully! &gt;:D Haha, they look like noobs. :P That is, until &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; turn year2 next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we have 9 year3 classes, makes me think that its rather overloaded. We cant sit in the 700+ seater audi together now, since theres 900+ of us here. And theres an increase in staff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school I was on a high. The lot of us were really hyper this morning, especially Tricia. Once we met each other on the concourse we were running around as per normal actually. On the way to school I saw afew NUSHians in my car and I was tempted to wind down the window and yell good morning to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as seniors, we cant go so hyper over this. -_-" We had to 'teach' the new ones how to sing the school song, say the school creed and stuff. And mass dance was totally speechless. I cant dance for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I got 2 presents, one from Tricia(a nice necklace :D) and SuChang(a cat cellphone deco :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MELISSA CHUA QIAN LIN aka MEL!!! :D The person I know who turns 14 this year first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7962291083093933162?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7962291083093933162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7962291083093933162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7962291083093933162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7962291083093933162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-2-senior-d.html' title='Year 2 Senior :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-414176404038326140</id><published>2008-01-01T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T19:53:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School school school</title><content type='html'>School is gonna start, yeah its being posted all over the blogs and stuff. Its gonna be another hectic academic year ahead, prepare yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main modules have been released on eSpace. Looks kinda daunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio:&lt;br /&gt;BL2101- Human Reproductive System -cough-&lt;br /&gt;BL2102- Energy and Energetics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem:&lt;br /&gt;CM2101- Basic Experimental Chemistry  :D&lt;br /&gt;CM2102- Basic Atomic Model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_ctl05_navTree_item_3" class="" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Phyz:&lt;br /&gt;PC2101- Vibration and Waves&lt;br /&gt;PC2102- Electricity and Magnetism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths:&lt;br /&gt;MA2108- Geometry o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the humanities, I'm definitely gonna take History and Geography, though I'm not so sure on Lit, cos I find it quite hard. I understand what the passage is talking about, but I always misinterpret it at the cost of hefty amount of marks. This annoys me to no end. ):&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will survive this coming year ahead!!! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecoming ice-cream sounds delicious :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-414176404038326140?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/414176404038326140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=414176404038326140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/414176404038326140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/414176404038326140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-school-school.html' title='School school school'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2067739731518058335</id><published>2008-01-01T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:32:34.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2008</title><content type='html'>-Grunt-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 0030hrs on my digital clock/radio now, and in about 28hrs time I'm gonna be jumping outta bed once the radio starts blasting early morning music to wake me up for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I havent got a nice year2008 calender for my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quirkology.com"&gt;www.quirkology.com&lt;/a&gt; rocks. Kinda sounds like my nickname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Snore-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2067739731518058335?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2067739731518058335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2067739731518058335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2067739731518058335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2067739731518058335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-2008.html' title='Year 2008'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-7355869252687390293</id><published>2007-12-30T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:14:14.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blabbering</title><content type='html'>Lets see what I can ramble about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;-Note: If you people arent interested in this person's random blabbering, you can skip the long story and go to the ending part.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started playing Runescape all over again for one weird reason or another. What makes me surprised is that my level 30+ account is still there after abandoning it for close to 2years already. Since its the festive season on Runescape, there were piles and piles of snow and snowman blocking the place, and the crowded fountain at Varrock was completely white and full of people whacking people with snowballs instead of swords and arrows. Quite annoying, but fun when you pick up a snowball and send it flying at some person's butt(It will always land at the person's butt -_-").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kinda reminds me of the time when I first started playing this in P3, when my cousin Sharon first introduced me to it. At that time I was still playing Neopets(lol :P), playing rather 'old' games(like Hannah and the Ice Caves and stuff) but I was clueless about MMORPGs system of leveling up, because back then I felt that Neopets was more like a 'Mom takes care of kids(the Neopets) wellbeing' kind of game, not one where people compete with each other to show who's the boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I played Runescape I completely didnt understand the kind of 'I finally did it!' feeling when I leveled up on a skill. And I also had no life, from the moment I finished Tutorial Island, I stayed around Lumbridge killing mainly level2 goblins, if not the level1 chickens and level2 cows in the farms for the meat to heal my hitpoints(But it increased my cooking skill levels :P). I was such a pathetic RPG player wasnt I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer I played the game I started to understand some concepts in a game, such as the quest system, and I slowly started to expand my skills rather than just killing goblins, chickens and cows and cooking the tiny bits of chicken and cow meat. I figured that if I want to become better at the game, I am gonna have to improve on my defences(aka armor). I didnt want to spend money buying the steel armor, so I started to increase my mining and smithing skills&lt;br /&gt;to be able to make my own armor. Being the clueless idiot I was, I wielded nothing but a tiny little bronze pickaxe and stupidly went to the huge mining area in Al Kharid. I thought that it was big, so there is a lesser chance that I will fight with other players for the rocks to mine. What a mistake, there where plenty of well-trained and high-leveled players that didnt even notice a noob like me. Even if they saw me they shooed me away to let them mine in peace. I died countless times too due to the lot of attacking scorpions hanging around the area. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what else, after I reached the level where I was able to wield shiny steel armor and weapons, I realized that I needed FOOD to replenish my hitpoints, in the event that I am nearing death(literally). So I started improving on my cooking skills like crazy. Well this was easy to level up, it didnt take too long before I had too much food clogging up the arteries in the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after perfecting my cooking skills, I went into another period of quest completion frenzy. I started exploring more places and stuff, and when I more or less completed the quests I was starting to get a little bored.After all, other than killing and leveling up what else can I do? I looked through my list of skills and decided to improve on my runecrafting skills. I spend lots of time hunting for talistments which would lead me to an element altars to craft the runes. I couldnt do much with them since I wasnt a mage. Now that I think about it, it was useless and lame. I cant do much other than selling it to the shops since people prefer to craft their own runes instead of spending gold on basic runes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I ended my time playing Runescape and left my account to rot. And started on playing Maplestory at around P5(ok that is another long granny's story all over again). :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;-End of Rambling-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, on with the greetings! A Happy Year 2008 to all, its the year of the rat! This is starting to remind me of Fruits Basket. Its another year of school(work, in the case of the adults) for the people, but dont get discouraged, there's another X'mas next year after all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and it's Mel's birthday on the 2nd of Jan. Some kinda birthday it is :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7355869252687390293?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7355869252687390293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7355869252687390293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7355869252687390293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7355869252687390293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/12/blabbering.html' title='Blabbering'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8471746920545767306</id><published>2007-12-25T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:31:03.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Xmas and a Happy New Year! :D But I'm not making any resolutions since I probably wont follow it anyway. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8471746920545767306?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8471746920545767306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8471746920545767306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8471746920545767306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8471746920545767306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas!!!'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-1487152856050193821</id><published>2007-12-19T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:42:49.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As Amanda wants a post, ok I will do a random post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog of the Holy and Noble Family has been littered with short posts lately, I am following the trend until school starts, where blogging is an excuse from homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post was the 50th post, yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew looks downright cute wearing football t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my graphing calculator quick before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist's block currently on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a tablet PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new anime called &lt;a href="http://www.animecrazy.net/category/more-running-anime/moyashimon/"&gt;Moyashimon&lt;/a&gt;. Mel go check it out, its darn cute :D Its about a collage school guy who can see microbes with the naked eye. Look out for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aspergillus_oryzae"&gt;A. oryaze&lt;/a&gt; microbe, its cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thats all folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1487152856050193821?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1487152856050193821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1487152856050193821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1487152856050193821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1487152856050193821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-amanda-wants-post-ok-i-will-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1885271476672917465</id><published>2007-11-27T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:27:38.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I found a quiz on Spencer's blog to find out how airheaded I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  [] I have walked into a glass/screen door.&lt;br /&gt;2.  [x] I have tripped on my shoelaces and fallen.&lt;br /&gt;3.  [ ] I have choked on my own spit and thought I was gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;4.  [ ] I've seen the Matrix a bunch of times and still don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;5.  [ ] I type only with my pointer fingers.&lt;br /&gt;6.  [x] I have "accidentally" caught something on fire. (It was during chem :P)&lt;br /&gt;7.  [ ] I've told a cop to f*** off.&lt;br /&gt;8.  [ ] I have attempted to sip out of a straw but it accidentally went into my nose rather than my mouth&lt;br /&gt;9.  [x] I have thought of something funny, and laughed out loud and people looked at me weird.&lt;br /&gt;10. [x] I've caught myself drooling. (When I woke up once)&lt;br /&gt;11. [] I've "accidentally" caused an explosion.&lt;br /&gt;12. [ ] If someone says the word "duty", I can't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;13. [] I've been into a "Do Not Enter" one way road plenty of times.&lt;br /&gt;14. [x] Sometime I just stop thinking and zone out. (Its a habit)&lt;br /&gt;15. [ ] It is possible to lick your elbow...&lt;br /&gt;16. [x] I just tried to lick my elbow. ( Yeah, I really did try)&lt;br /&gt;17. [ ] People often shake their heads and walk away from me.&lt;br /&gt;18. [ ] People often tell me to use my "inside voice"&lt;br /&gt;19. [] Gum has fallen out of my mouth while talking.&lt;br /&gt;20. [ ] I use my fingers to do simple math.&lt;br /&gt;21. [] I have jumped off a moving vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;22. [] I've eaten a bug for $5 or less.&lt;br /&gt;23. [x] I'm taking this test when I should be doing something more important. (My pics, my blog, clearing up my room etc)&lt;br /&gt;24. [ ] I repost chain letters because I'm scared of what they threaten will happen if i don't.&lt;br /&gt;25. [] I've removed my pants when I was with friends.&lt;br /&gt;26. [ ] I've ran around naked when I was with friends.&lt;br /&gt;27. [x] I've searched all over the place for something, and then realized that it was in my hand the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;28. [] I "accidentally" break a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;29. [ ] My friends know not to use big words on me.&lt;br /&gt;30. [] I put my head to the side when I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;31. [ x] Sometimes I start telling a story and suddenly forget what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;32. [x] I've fallen out of my chair before.&lt;br /&gt;33. [ ] When I'm laying in bed, I sometimes stare at the celling and try to find pictures and words in the texture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tally up the number of X's. Multiply that by 3. Thats the percentage of how air-headed you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the number is...30. o.O Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1885271476672917465?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1885271476672917465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1885271476672917465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1885271476672917465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1885271476672917465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-i-found-quiz-on-spencers-blog-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3721465716363477303</id><published>2007-11-26T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:13:59.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on glorious S'porean soil</title><content type='html'>Hey people, I'm back(and missed some fun from the school activities). Gonna post some pics I took in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In ZhuHai- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[It means Pearl Sea, not Pig Sea]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zonked out in front of my 2nd bro's Nintendo Wii. It was pretty fun, but in some games when you twist the controller at an angle, the camera tilts and it the view of the character goes off, and it annoys me. My bro also 'sponsored' good food at restaurants. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;My 1st and 2nd bro's convos are very interesting. Sometimes they try to trick each other, like  the incident when my 2nd bro tried to 'sell' a handphone to my 1st bro. Before my 1st bro joined us(family), 2nd bro mentioned that he got the handphone at a promotional price from the company since he pays hefty phone bills every month. He got a phone&lt;br /&gt;, but it doesnt support English, so he wanted to sell it since its useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Hey I got a really good phone that I'm selling now, sell to you at a reasonable price, 2500RMB.&lt;br /&gt;1st: Really? How and what is it?&lt;br /&gt;2nd: *starts poking phone with stylus* Here got blahblahblah feature, gonna show you now, hang on arh...Oops, out of battery.&lt;br /&gt;1st[to me]: *sniggers* He's such a bad salesman. He's gonna show the best features of the handphone and the phone just ran dead.&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Wait, I change batt first.*changes batt* Ok now you see this arh, *snaps pic of name card* this thing when you take the picture the infomation is all captured.&lt;br /&gt;1st: Lemme try. *snaps pic* Eh? Out of battery again.&lt;br /&gt;2nd: ...&lt;br /&gt;1st: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;2nd: *is distracted by a phone call*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, my 1st bro started to explain about what he terms as 'battles' and 'wars' in the workplace and how to overcome them to me. He just finished telling me about it when my 2nd bro reentered the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Hey, I will buy the handphone. But without cash. And Josie, this is me winning a small, insignificant battle.&lt;br /&gt;2nd: *starts to laugh* Josie, you tell him what the handphone is worth.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really arh? Ok, this thing doesnt support English.&lt;br /&gt;1st: ... But anyway, I will take this without cash. I still win.&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Heh, but I can deduct from your stocks and shares you have from me.&lt;br /&gt;1st: ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In Jiangmen-&lt;br /&gt;Visited my grandparents and relatives, all of which are spread out in KaiPing and FoShan. Saw the place where Dad first met Mom, in a little white house in the vilage. The place in KaiPing now is still a super cosy and nice village, and its not as run down as I expected. They still rear pigs and rather fat looking chickens, and the rice fields looks really nice. The whole place looks golden in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0rB6iLizUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vDGWB4SXK08/s1600-h/S5000875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0rB6iLizUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vDGWB4SXK08/s320/S5000875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137131536321269058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And they really still use pumps there. Firewood for coal and dung as fertilizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0rCjCLizVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gZpdN1i7cKI/s1600-h/S5000880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0rCjCLizVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gZpdN1i7cKI/s320/S5000880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132232105971026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one of the 'rather fat looking' chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vRfiLizZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FDvS3RJGdjc/s1600-h/S5000897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vRfiLizZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FDvS3RJGdjc/s320/S5000897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137430139627556242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the ancestral  temple in FoShan. I would like to have some of this in my garden, minus Andrew climbing the lamp of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vRcSLizWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WsptGlseMIY/s1600-h/S5000958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vRcSLizWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WsptGlseMIY/s320/S5000958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137430083792981346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My baby cousin in JiangMen. He likes me alot, and stuck with me all the 5days I spent there in JiangMen. But he's quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vRdSLizXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1ErWL6rFHpc/s1600-h/S5000883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vRdSLizXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1ErWL6rFHpc/s320/S5000883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137430100972850546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vReyLizYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/E1dnOsr0lFg/s1600-h/S5000884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0vReyLizYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/E1dnOsr0lFg/s320/S5000884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137430126742654338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following people are my grandpa's sister-in-law's kids and grandkids. But I cant quite comprehend exactly how they fit in the family tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End of Part1, Part2 later-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3721465716363477303?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3721465716363477303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3721465716363477303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3721465716363477303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3721465716363477303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-on-glorious-sporean-soil.html' title='Back on glorious S&apos;porean soil'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/R0rB6iLizUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vDGWB4SXK08/s72-c/S5000875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-7612782600158615419</id><published>2007-11-09T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:26:39.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Checked out the weirdo dictionary &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slang"&gt;Mel&lt;/a&gt; found. And guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px dotted rgb(187, 187, 187); margin: 8px; padding: 12px 24px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: trebuchet ms,verdana,arial; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Jo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n. an exclamation of surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Jo!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px dotted rgb(187, 187, 187); margin: 8px; padding: 12px 24px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: trebuchet ms,verdana,arial; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Josephine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n. 1. a piercing. 2. firearms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"This Josephine is insufficiently nice!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px dotted rgb(187, 187, 187); margin: 8px; padding: 12px 24px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: trebuchet ms,verdana,arial; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 1.2em;"&gt;Spleen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n. someone who has a different teacher every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dad's Spleen is really pleasant!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7612782600158615419?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7612782600158615419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7612782600158615419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7612782600158615419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7612782600158615419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/11/checked-out-weirdo-dictionary-mel-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3892390027442488071</id><published>2007-11-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:43:07.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo + Whoohoo</title><content type='html'>Boo, the Internet is freaking annoying. D: About a week ago during my exams the router(and the tv in the dining room) got zapped by lightning literally. And although Dad replaced the router it     would just suddenly disconnect by itself, just cos it "overheat". Yeah right. And now every night we have to turn it off. Last time it was on like 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'm going off to China tomorrow :D Its dimsum, dimsum and more dimsum :D And I'm gonna go to Ocean Park in Hong Kong and take a cable car, which I havent taken for a super long time already. My bro's got a Nintendo Wii there in place of the com, but I have the feel that all it has is a golf and tennis game in it. A PS2 is more worth it in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what have I been doing for the past 2days? Wow-ing over Gorillaz and Tomb Raider Legend. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Tomb Raider Legend in 2days(without all the rewards :P) without needing to consult walkthroughs. Its kinda easy, and with less hellishly difficult timed contraptions, but the storyline is interesting all the same. Tomb Raider Anniversary killed me(and Lara) with the timed traps. After I get back from China I'm gonna slowly looks for all the extra stuff, but actually I doubt that Mom is willing to let me sit there for afew days at a time beating time trial and finding the rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm off, happy holiday to all you people in S'pore for the holidays.(And a happy early holiday to me :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3892390027442488071?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3892390027442488071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3892390027442488071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3892390027442488071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3892390027442488071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/11/boo-whoohoo.html' title='Boo + Whoohoo'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2494033167634441585</id><published>2007-11-06T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:56:06.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOHOO</title><content type='html'>YES IM FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY BACK AND ALIVE NOW. THANK YOU VERY MUCH&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being away from the com for like a week makes me feel very outdated. People have been updating their blogs/websites and such over the week, and I have alot to catch up. But still I'm alive and thats what matters right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a load of stuff to write, but as usual I'm lazy so this is just a post to tell people that I'm not dead. I should take my time randomly talking about stuff since I rushed through my studies so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my exams are gonna pull down my CA grades like whoa. And I'm only proud of my chem marks, which is the only A- among my grades for science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ting^2's ego died about 2 or 3times during the exam period. And it kinda reminds me of something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RzGEYr4prdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qmq7NQbydJM/s1600-h/ting%5E2%27sego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RzGEYr4prdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qmq7NQbydJM/s320/ting%5E2%27sego.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130027010183769554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first drawing in weeks. Still looking ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still have the pic of the crazy mangaka assistants that I havent finished colouring yet. I feel like dropping it cos it now looks *puke* horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be random, I like the beat of Dirty Harry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/adcdbfIoeW4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/adcdbfIoeW4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2494033167634441585?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2494033167634441585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2494033167634441585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2494033167634441585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2494033167634441585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/11/whoohoo.html' title='WHOOHOO'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RzGEYr4prdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Qmq7NQbydJM/s72-c/ting%5E2%27sego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-5221887819693338418</id><published>2007-10-13T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T20:34:01.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna die soon argh</title><content type='html'>Whoa time really flies. I mean, time just decided to attach a rocket to itself so that it can go faster.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, random pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCuUj0N6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xbAlCPfL81A/s1600-h/Spikytofu6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCuUj0N6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xbAlCPfL81A/s320/Spikytofu6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120784444555127186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Spiky Tofu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCu1j0N6aI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1L0jhUXVi6c/s1600-h/Spikytofu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCu1j0N6aI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1L0jhUXVi6c/s320/Spikytofu7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120785011490810274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCtmT0N6WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W9rtYZbm1m0/s1600-h/Spikytofu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCtmT0N6WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W9rtYZbm1m0/s320/Spikytofu3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120783649986177378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the Nescafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCvOj0N6bI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wYdvdNJgBCI/s1600-h/Spikytofu5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCvOj0N6bI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wYdvdNJgBCI/s320/Spikytofu5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120785440987539890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCtnD0N6YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9Psy1nsKi64/s1600-h/28092007232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCtnD0N6YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9Psy1nsKi64/s320/28092007232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120783662871079298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah well, was bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next up, we were doing a chem experiment with natural pH indicators. The one with grapes looked ugly so they ain't featured.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwGz0N6cI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2Z7zan4zYsI/s1600-h/ChemLabExperiment01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwGz0N6cI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2Z7zan4zYsI/s320/ChemLabExperiment01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120786407355181506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooking Blue Pea Flower and Red cabbage lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwHD0N6dI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yyf5XaDrOOw/s1600-h/ChemLabExperiment04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwHD0N6dI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yyf5XaDrOOw/s320/ChemLabExperiment04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120786411650148818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwHT0N6eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nrXlMcKtWys/s1600-h/ChemLabExperiment06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwHT0N6eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/nrXlMcKtWys/s320/ChemLabExperiment06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120786415945116130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCxnj0N6hI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TJqNoBHxh-E/s1600-h/ChemLabExperiment16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCxnj0N6hI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TJqNoBHxh-E/s320/ChemLabExperiment16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120788069507525138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue Pea Flower, and the results of the household chemicals&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwHz0N6gI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ahmLjWhDQ0A/s1600-h/ChemLabExperiment18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCwHz0N6gI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ahmLjWhDQ0A/s320/ChemLabExperiment18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120786424535050754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With red cabbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCyhz0N6lI/AAAAAAAAAG8/s4OM0ZT08YU/s1600-h/ChemLabExperiment19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCyhz0N6lI/AAAAAAAAAG8/s4OM0ZT08YU/s320/ChemLabExperiment19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120789070234905170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour!&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCyQz0N6jI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FFnkiIEGbRE/s1600-h/CrazyJoanne1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCyQz0N6jI/AAAAAAAAAGs/FFnkiIEGbRE/s320/CrazyJoanne1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120788778177129010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is CuSO4 being crazy in the lift. Both of us actually wanted to scare the chem teacher, but th chem teacher and another swarm of them entered the lift at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;           &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCyRD0N6kI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LEuzHncB9Is/s1600-h/Familypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCyRD0N6kI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LEuzHncB9Is/s320/Familypic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120788782472096322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half of the family in the audi. CuSO4 did not want to take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And one thing that I kinda realized, is that people, like me and the whole lot of us who study in freaking GOODfantasticSMARTcleverELITE   schools, theres a lot of pressure on the lot of us to achieve freaking high standards on our schoolwork. The so-called 'normal' people in society have hellish high standards of us. They like expect us to know EVERYTHING in the world, and like have not just 101/100 marks, more like 110/100 marks.&lt;br /&gt;But I mean, HELLO! Wake up! We are still a bunch of crazy to be scientists and mathematicians. We are still teenagers who want to go crazy and be stupid. We are still churning out random crazy theories of the world, not proper ones. Don't rob us of our teenage lives yet. YET.&lt;br /&gt;Also, we cant possibly know EVERYTHING in the world, we cant remember every name of every animal, we cant know every single chemical compounds in the world, we cant understand everything about theories of hyperspace and stuff. So PLEASE, give us a break.&lt;br /&gt;We aren't like YanSheng either, who can understand all sorts of funny and weird stuff about the universe. But he's born with that mega processing brain of his, we aren't. We are competing which some of the best brains in the country/world there. Its hard to stand out. I mean look, very few people are able to accelerate in their modules and take a higher year module right?&lt;br /&gt;We are there in NUS High School of Mathematics and Science not just to get freaking brilliant grades and be an elitist and to to look down on people. We are there because we want to know more, we are a bunch of curious people over there who want to know more about the world. We are not there to know everything, to show off to the 'normal' people our knowledge. We want to use this knowledge to help people of the world, not to look down on the so-called 'less smart' people.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would give YS a run for my money if he knows and understands every single thing in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;And also, this is a reminder not to judge a book based on it's cover. Not all people of NUS High are nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was massive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must chiong for module exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5221887819693338418?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5221887819693338418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5221887819693338418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5221887819693338418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5221887819693338418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/10/gonna-die-soon-argh.html' title='Gonna die soon argh'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RxCuUj0N6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xbAlCPfL81A/s72-c/Spikytofu6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-715210554307488466</id><published>2007-10-05T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:08:06.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Yay, Dad moved the ancient scanner to my room so that I can scan anything to my heart's delight. I'm scanning something now but its making the poor com lag. Its a real drag, especially when I'm trying to scan the thing in high quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Joanne sat in for Infocomm Club, cos she doesn't have track today since her track teach ain't present. The com lab was in an uproar, since the both of us are totally hyper. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has less homework, thank you teachers. I will take this weekend to chiong my projects. And one thing I noticed is that the lot of young teachers in my school are all complaining of a heavy workload. I guess its kinda like a "young person" kind of thing, y'know to complain of sigh over massive mountains of paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Sick Connotations week has come to an end. If you don't know what that is, its basically going back then to the innocent old days. But as YanSheng points out correctly, exactly when "back then" is another matter altogether. But No Sick Connotations week did fare quite badly, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YS says: "I'm sorry!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-715210554307488466?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/715210554307488466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=715210554307488466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/715210554307488466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/715210554307488466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/10/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-7801466428134170655</id><published>2007-10-04T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:16:21.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Belated Kid's Day people!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is making me rush though homework like mad. In school its like:&lt;br /&gt;You pick up your Physics w/s and start on it.&lt;br /&gt;Question 3 is hard, and you dunno how to answer it. No one is around to help you.&lt;br /&gt;You get frustrated and throw the w/s into a corner.&lt;br /&gt;You pick up your Bio practical you haven't finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;You have a question where you need to check the facts on the internet. You don't have a com around so you can't do it either.&lt;br /&gt;You give up on finding a com and shove Chem h/w on top of your Bio prac and start doing it.&lt;br /&gt;You left your Chem textbook at home, and you didn't bring your periodic table. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;You fling your Chem along with Bio and Physics and start on your English essay.&lt;br /&gt;Having a serious writer's block, so you couldn't get far.&lt;br /&gt;Crumpled up the essay and start wandering around the school.&lt;br /&gt;After 20mins, you resume your Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rate, I will never get anything done :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-7801466428134170655?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/7801466428134170655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=7801466428134170655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7801466428134170655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/7801466428134170655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/10/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1470292119296207566</id><published>2007-09-28T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:43:17.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rv0KLT0N6TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OIYVup_8g28/s1600-h/cbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rv0KLT0N6TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OIYVup_8g28/s320/cbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115255941176879410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I space out very often.&lt;br /&gt;2) Im really clumsy. I still tumble over my school bag when I attempt to find the toilet door in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;3) I am random.&lt;br /&gt;4) I like bak ku teh :D&lt;br /&gt;5) I can't take super chilli hot curry&lt;br /&gt;6) I prefer my com to the tv. I find tv rather boring(most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;7) I love gaming(duh)&lt;br /&gt;8) I am rather 'feeling-less' when it comes to guys. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Mel-eh&lt;br /&gt;2) Joanne&lt;br /&gt;3) (Ting)^2&lt;br /&gt;4) Tricia&lt;br /&gt;5) SuHang&lt;br /&gt;6) Bradford&lt;br /&gt;7) Renia&lt;br /&gt;8) HaoWen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, done :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1470292119296207566?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1470292119296207566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1470292119296207566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1470292119296207566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1470292119296207566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rv0KLT0N6TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OIYVup_8g28/s72-c/cbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-4839878952663018498</id><published>2007-09-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T21:03:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoohoo</title><content type='html'>Procrastinating. Oh well. The below post is by the request of Mel. So here ya go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed,050907&lt;br /&gt;When out with Mel! I was in school doing a project when she suddenly smsed me and then it wound up going to J8. I only brought $5 so I could only spend it on cheap food-court food. (Actually stuff around Bishan is more ex than other parts of S'pore) And there was the incident on Mel and the toilet where she ran around J8 looking for one when it was already behind her, me totally wow-ing over the cool(but ex) D. Gray-Man badge, and randoming around while Mel bought a gift for her cousin. I was on a hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh on that day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 280907&lt;br /&gt;Its that 1000day celebrations for my school!(Hey hey, 1000days is long for a new school like mine)&lt;br /&gt;Morning: Assembly in audi. Yay. The first thing they showed for the 1000day celebrations is a vid comprising of pics taken in 2005 until now. Then they shoved a few stuff in a time capsule(too be opened in the 10,000day which is like,2030 or something). They blew the candles on the cake, and a whole lot of balloons fell from the ceiling :D I love my school!&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon: Walked with friends to West Coast park. Was singing random stuff and whatnot all the way there. o.O Reached there and played games and flew 1000 kites there. My class had PLENTY of trouble getting the super long train kite up in the air cos there was barely any wind from where we were standing. Other than the Hairstyling and Tissue ball games thingy, its was kinda sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn how to inline skate :p The year3s are currently learning it for PE now ): It looks so fun when you see them whizzing about in skates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKf7pPj6T7M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JKf7pPj6T7M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring, BANANA PHONE! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-4839878952663018498?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/4839878952663018498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=4839878952663018498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4839878952663018498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4839878952663018498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/whoohoo.html' title='Whoohoo'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2586783615577467325</id><published>2007-09-12T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:24:41.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazy to post, and no time too, but I have to post the pic I drew. What turned out to be a doodle turned out to be a huge pic that I could only finish in 2days. When I say huge, I mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, its 5mb o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RufydVSSHyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HgklE-pAEnw/s1600-h/Jo%2BMelmangakaassistantssketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RufydVSSHyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HgklE-pAEnw/s320/Jo%2BMelmangakaassistantssketch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109318888019074850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man, the scanner screwed up the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to work on my fingers. And the proportion. And whatever other weird looking stuff.&lt;br /&gt;This goes out especially to Melleh! Not forgetting my NUS High friends(particularly the Holy and Noble Family). And anyone who needs some cheering up! :D&lt;br /&gt;And I got a deviantART account now. Go search 'Crazy Mangaka Assistants!' or something. My username is also Spleenology so it's easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2586783615577467325?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2586783615577467325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2586783615577467325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2586783615577467325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2586783615577467325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/lazy-to-post-and-no-time-too-but-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RufydVSSHyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HgklE-pAEnw/s72-c/Jo%2BMelmangakaassistantssketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-1764096000593740247</id><published>2007-09-10T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:13:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>The school days are back! Man the hols were short. Added a peek-a-boo blogger navbar, and if I'm not wrong is supported in Mozilla the best, so people go support Mozilla! Especially Mozilla Firefox!(which is my main web browser :p)&lt;br /&gt;And Bio seems rather interesting this term. But to other people its probably yawn yawn boring. I must be a Bio freak or something. Well I'm interested in psychology. Maybe I should go be a psychologist or something. Or something in the field of Bio.&lt;br /&gt;And I saw Renia at Serangoon Mrt today. On the escalator I dropped my wallet and I turned around to get it, and saw her disappearing into the over side.&lt;br /&gt;And today, I just realized that someone has something similar to me, in a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1764096000593740247?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1764096000593740247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1764096000593740247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1764096000593740247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1764096000593740247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6587313197848292940</id><published>2007-09-08T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:47:13.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleah + Random</title><content type='html'>Excuse the layout. I dont feel my best cos of a slight stomachache so whatever you see here kinda reflects my current feeling: shoddy. It IS meant to kill people's eyes too so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to be random, I found out my younger bro can count to 15 in Chinese, but then he's got a problem. Like "1,2,3...14,15,6,7,8...14,15,6,7,8..." and it becomes neverending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee mass link update *grimace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that the medicine for stomachache makes me more liable to puking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6587313197848292940?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6587313197848292940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6587313197848292940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6587313197848292940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6587313197848292940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/bleah-random.html' title='Bleah + Random'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-1376081972487322118</id><published>2007-09-07T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:39:48.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>Whoops, forgot about this. Copied from Mel's blog, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List 6 weird things abt. yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. I am random.&lt;br /&gt;#2. I actually like Science, cos the information is interesting, but not the homework, cos its a drag.&lt;br /&gt;#3. When I was a kid, I chickened out when my Dad played shooting games, but now I like it.&lt;br /&gt;#4. I am emotionless when it comes to guys, the 'laughing' feeling aside.&lt;br /&gt;#5. I wonder how is it like to die and come back to life.&lt;br /&gt;#6. I tend to space out rather often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE NAMES THAT PEOPLE CALL YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Josephine&lt;br /&gt;#2. Jo&lt;br /&gt;#3. Spleen :D&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. School hols&lt;br /&gt;#2. 15th April (:&lt;br /&gt;#3. Chinese New Year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE PAST 33 MINS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;#1. Took a nap&lt;br /&gt;#2. Blogged&lt;br /&gt;#3. Being bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Hanging out with family and friends! Like duh.&lt;br /&gt;#2. Gaming! :D&lt;br /&gt;#3. Spacing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS AS OF NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Any song sung by Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;#2. &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/88031"&gt;Don't Want it to End&lt;/a&gt;, from quinnZX on Newgrounds&lt;br /&gt;#3. Passion, by Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PEOPLE YOU MISS IN YOUR PAST&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. A tablet PC + cool bag to shove it in! :D&lt;br /&gt;#2. A gaming platform so I can play Tomb Raider and Final Fantasy and whatever on it!&lt;br /&gt;#3. Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;#1. Gaming :D&lt;br /&gt;#2. Drawing/watching/reading/blahblahblah anime :D&lt;br /&gt;#3. Hang out with people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANNA GO FOR HOLIDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. JAPAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;#2. USA! I wanna go back to Disneyland and Universal Studios!&lt;br /&gt;#3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;China! And get lost in the streets wandering around the area and eating local food :D (But it aint safe to do so now, sad ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE CARTOON CHARACTERS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I dont have any. Im not really the TV type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE &lt;s&gt;CARTOON&lt;/s&gt; ANIME CHARACTERS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Lavi from D. Gray-Man!!! He really friendly and cool :D&lt;br /&gt;#2. Arisa Uotani from Fruits Basket!!! Yankees rock :D&lt;br /&gt;#3. Saki Hanajima from Fruits Basket!!! Psychics rock :D&lt;br /&gt;Still got a whole bunch more to list out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE GIRLS'/BOYS' NAMES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Melissa! So that I can call her Melon-head whenever I like! :D&lt;br /&gt;#2. YanSheng, cos this name reminds me of a certain smart person(or pineapple ;)).&lt;br /&gt;#3. Josephine! Cos its unique ;) I mean you dont meet a person called Josephine on the streets all the time right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE MALLS YOU USUALLY GO TO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. J8, basically Junction8&lt;br /&gt;#2. CompassPoint, cos I dont have anywhere else to go.&lt;br /&gt;#3. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE FASTFOODS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. KFC. Cos their mashed potato and coleslaw is nice ;)&lt;br /&gt;#2. Bubbletea shops, it counts as a 'fast-drink' shop ;)&lt;br /&gt;#3. Pizza Hut, for their garlic bread and of course, pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE FAVOURITE DRINKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Juice ;D&lt;br /&gt;#2. Milo, especially milo dinos :D&lt;br /&gt;#3. Anything not too fizzy and weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Handphone&lt;br /&gt;#2. Wallet&lt;br /&gt;#3. School badge (how did it get there o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE FAVOURITE COLOURS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Dark blue :D&lt;br /&gt;#2. Chocolate brown :D ( not those shade of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puke&lt;/span&gt; lah)&lt;br /&gt;#3. Black. Black nails rock! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE EVENTS YOU'RE LOOKING FORWARD TO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. The next time I hang out with my friends and family?&lt;br /&gt;#2. The next school hols?&lt;br /&gt;#3. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who know me ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda unfair cos theres so many people who know me, but the quizzes got such a limited amount of people to tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-1376081972487322118?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/1376081972487322118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=1376081972487322118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1376081972487322118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/1376081972487322118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6441494825010368166</id><published>2007-09-07T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T16:49:10.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all brainless idiots out there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RuEBBrIFQqI/AAAAAAAAADg/8LkzvTiXN7s/s1600-h/why+fuck+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RuEBBrIFQqI/AAAAAAAAADg/8LkzvTiXN7s/s400/why+fuck+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107364580682973858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can be so freaking lame to such a brainless extent.&lt;br /&gt;Puh-lease, if you want to frame someone, or even commit a crime, go do your background research damn well before you do.&lt;br /&gt;So if you hate me so much, go ahead and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOOK DAMN CAREFULLY AT MY HABITS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RuECj7IFQrI/AAAAAAAAADo/1G90vNSTQLQ/s1600-h/why+fuck+you2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RuECj7IFQrI/AAAAAAAAADo/1G90vNSTQLQ/s400/why+fuck+you2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107366268605121202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go and stare your eyes out, and I trust my instincts enough to know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who you are&lt;/span&gt;, huiii.&lt;br /&gt;Lameness DOES NOT EQUAL to childishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, SuChang, you are so lucky to be able to meet up with someone famous face to face. Upload your podcast hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Mel, send me the pic of the funny ice cream before I will post on Weds random convos we had! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6441494825010368166?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6441494825010368166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6441494825010368166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6441494825010368166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6441494825010368166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-all-brainless-idiots-out-there.html' title='To all brainless idiots out there'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RuEBBrIFQqI/AAAAAAAAADg/8LkzvTiXN7s/s72-c/why+fuck+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-5873599835697174291</id><published>2007-09-06T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T17:39:34.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>Another reason to update :D Thanks to all for putting up with me and my laziness :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following was copied from head to toe from Mel's blog, cos Im too lazy to type out each question. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;List out top 5 presents that you wish for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A tablet PC with a cool and stylish bag to keep it in! :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Any gaming platform which lets me play my Tomb Raider/Final Fantasy/etc, preferably a PS2/PS3.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;4. I Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;5. I seriously dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#1.the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa, aka Mel, Melly, Mel Mel, Melon-Head, and Melleh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#2.your relationship with her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great ex-classmates. But still on the same wavelength :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#3.your 5 impressions of her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retarded, freaking brilliant anime artist, cool, creative, and what else? Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#4.most memorable thing that she has done for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#5.most memorable words she has said to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our convos we had via sms, msn, and the times we met up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#6.if she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRAIGHT&lt;/span&gt;, dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#7.if she becomes your lover, things she will have to change is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#8. if she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore her for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#9.if she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. The chances of us becoming enemies is really small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#10.the most desired thing you want to do for her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, she aint my lover o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#11.your overall impression of her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same wavelength as me! :D  Remember this Mel :D  ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#12.how you think people around you will think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#13.the character you love of yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of character am I anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#14.on the contrary the character you hate of yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dunno o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#15.the most ideal person you wanna be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, someone of average height, not too ugly or too pretty looking, and well, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#16.for people that care and like you... say something to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I can put my thanks into words properly enough to show that Im sincere o.O But thanks, hey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#17.pass this to 10 people whom you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mel! :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Joanne!&lt;br /&gt;3. Tricia!&lt;br /&gt;4. SuHang!&lt;br /&gt;5. WeiRen!&lt;br /&gt;6. YanSheng!&lt;br /&gt;7. Ewin!&lt;br /&gt;8. Bradford!&lt;br /&gt;9. Michelle! (from m07104)&lt;br /&gt;10. SuChang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#18. who is 8 having relationship with [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bradford &lt;/span&gt;] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, though our Infocomm teacher teased him once about some girl in year2, cos he went totally surprised that she(the year2 girl) actually participated in a Infocomm competition and got a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#19.is 9 a male or female [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#20.if 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ewin &amp; SuChang&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, they aint lesbians, and I dont think they know each other anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#21. how about no 8 and 5 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bradford &amp; WeiRen&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL! They aint gay lah! Anyway, both of them hate gays, and they don't know each other, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#22.what is 2 studying about [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as me. Just that she is taking French as 3rd language while Im taking Jap. She takes more electives than me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#23. when was the last time you had a chat with 3 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tricia&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the school hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#24.what kind of music band does 8 like [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bradford &lt;/span&gt;] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. I barely know his likes and dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#25. does 1 has any siblings [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#26.will you woo 3 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tricia&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Do I need to add that Im straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#27.how about 7 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ewin&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hell. Both of us are STRAIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#28.is 4 single [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SuHang&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#29.what is the surname of 5 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WeiRen&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan, if I aint wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#30.what is the hobby of 4 [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SuHang&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading, I would say. Or else how does she write such awesome compos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#31.do 5 and 9 get along well [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WeiRen &amp; Michelle&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#32. where is no 2 studying at [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt; ] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same school as me, NUS High. Like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#33. talk something casually abt 1 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt; ].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing Mel has written for me on her blog. We are on the same wavelength anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#34. have you try developing feelings for 8 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bradford&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, no. But who know? I will sooner or later end up swooning over a guy when Im older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#35. where does 9 live at [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Definitely on the side of Singapore thats opposite mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#36. what colour does 4 like [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SuHang&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#37. are 5 and 1 best friends [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WeiRen &amp; Mel&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, they dont know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#38. does 7 like 2 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ewin &amp; Joanne&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a friend, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they are not lesbians&lt;/span&gt;, I would like to emphasize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#39. how do you get to know 2 [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#40. does 1 has any pets [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fat yet cute rabbit named Billy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#41. is 7 the sexiest person on earth [ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ewin&lt;/span&gt; ]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that 'sexy' should be labeled for Hollywood bitches, she aint one so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, end of quiz :D&lt;br /&gt;And my Mom just cut my fringe and it became darn short. ): Oh well, but what I wanted as a side fringe didnt grow the way I wanted it to be before I cut it, so might as well start over. At least Mom cut it unevenly :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5873599835697174291?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5873599835697174291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5873599835697174291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5873599835697174291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5873599835697174291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-reason-to-update-d-thanks-to.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-6290497320158090413</id><published>2007-09-03T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:05:21.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Holzzz...</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah I know totally outdated. I can imagine people screaming to the monitor when they found out that I havent updated yet.&lt;br /&gt;But! Good things come to people who wait! Remember that! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,310807&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's Day at the Bird Park! I didnt go back to OLGC cos I was busy cooking/preparing gifts or the teachers. What was my gift? Sushi. With help form my Mom. And to the female teachers I gave them an extra pic I drew myself and mass photocopied :P Am I biased here?&lt;br /&gt;Also, the first principle of NUS High School, Prof Lai, officially left. ): And replaced by a totally unknown person direct from the MOE office. He barely interacts with us, in the canteen Prof Lai talks to us, but the latter is engrossed on his handphone all day. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldnt say anymore before Joanne comes by my blog and starts crying all over again. But then again, I cried too when the lot of us shoot hands with Prof Lai for the last time ):&lt;br /&gt;And Ms Lam, last term's English teacher is going too ): Gonna miss her stylo clothes. I heard that the new teacher is strict. Oh, and bio is gonna start next term too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,010907&lt;br /&gt;Slack, slack, slack. Went to watch Ratatouille at J8 with Mom!!! The movie is so cute. Remy is cute. Well, I just like anything related to animals :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Not anyone can become an artist, but any artist can come from anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;-Anton Ego&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly did 2 wallpapers for myself to brighten up my desktop since I got tired at staring at Rin's face everytime my com starts up. This time it's Kanda from DGM! Cos I couldnt find a nice pic of Lavi/Lenalee uncoloured. The other was a random angel I got from Advanced Anime. But that was screwed so forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,020907&lt;br /&gt;Went East Coast Park with my family. Didnt do much though. Then went to calligraphy and went home and slacked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday,030907&lt;br /&gt;Time to hit the books ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the slack time I went crazy over my com. I went to all sorts of places, like &lt;a href="http://www.flashflashrevolution.com/"&gt;FlashFlashRevolution&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/"&gt;Orisinal&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/"&gt;Newgrounds&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.i-am-bored.com/"&gt;iambored&lt;/a&gt;, and the like. I did &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/365143"&gt;The Impossible Quiz&lt;/a&gt; as well! Heh. And I found out that the answers can be downloaded &lt;a href="http://www.notdoppler.com/theimpossiblequiz-answers.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. But I aint gonna cheat. :D But I'm stuck on question 92 for now. After I'm done with then I shall go on to &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/398163"&gt;The Impossible Quiz 2&lt;/a&gt;!!! Its so fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail the King of Quizzes, Splapp-me-do :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-6290497320158090413?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/6290497320158090413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=6290497320158090413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6290497320158090413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/6290497320158090413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/09/school-holzzz.html' title='School Holzzz...'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-9153519473426062900</id><published>2007-08-28T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:13:48.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification</title><content type='html'>Just to clarify something.&lt;br /&gt;Joanne, I'm referring to YanSheng as a nerd, but yeah, its in a good way, not the bad. Too me its like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GOOD (eg, YanSheng):&lt;br /&gt;-smart naturally&lt;br /&gt;-good at comprehending difficult things&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAS A LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BAD (eg, ShaoXiong):&lt;br /&gt;-smart naturally but not in a good way&lt;br /&gt;-good at comprehending UNNECESSARY stuff&lt;br /&gt;-bigmouth&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOES NOT HAVE A LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats it. And on this blog I want to talk about the good things, not the bad.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheerful&lt;/span&gt;!!! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dance in the meadows&lt;/span&gt;!!! I kiss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flowers and butterflies&lt;/span&gt;!!! I play with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sheep&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-9153519473426062900?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/9153519473426062900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=9153519473426062900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/9153519473426062900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/9153519473426062900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/08/clarification.html' title='Clarification'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-4759184748929245325</id><published>2007-08-26T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:16:54.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random :D</title><content type='html'>Im so into the smudge tool in Photoshop. I never knew that it was so fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RtFfr7IFQoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pXywx5cC5cg/s1600-h/randomcolourfulstuff3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RtFfr7IFQoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pXywx5cC5cg/s320/randomcolourfulstuff3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102965060998087298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RtFfsLIFQpI/AAAAAAAAADY/Nn1ge9jW8bg/s1600-h/randomcolourfulstuff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RtFfsLIFQpI/AAAAAAAAADY/Nn1ge9jW8bg/s320/randomcolourfulstuff2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102965065293054610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I am obsessed with Fall Out Boy at the moment, I went overboard looking for vids on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LucfKdukf10"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LucfKdukf10" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I like it alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoa6Gx4HxTc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoa6Gx4HxTc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm also evil, also into cats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-4759184748929245325?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/4759184748929245325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=4759184748929245325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4759184748929245325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/4759184748929245325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-d.html' title='Random :D'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/RtFfr7IFQoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/pXywx5cC5cg/s72-c/randomcolourfulstuff3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-5941682435898676313</id><published>2007-08-25T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T16:08:23.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a bit more cheerful</title><content type='html'>Been kinda emo-ing lately, so I'm gonna be random today and talk rubbish about what happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *stares at Spencer's shirt* Wth! Why is your shoulder like that one today? So dirty!&lt;br /&gt;Spencer: I got hit by a truck.&lt;br /&gt;Me: WTH LOL. I'm surprised that you didn't die yet hey,&lt;br /&gt;Spencer: More like I was the one who hit the truck by accident.&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL. Where?&lt;br /&gt;Spencer: The rear wheel of the stupid truck.&lt;br /&gt;Vivian:*comes over* Omg! What happened to your clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Spencer:...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you people can tell, Spencer was the blur one who rammed into a truck by accident in the morning. Ms Chua noticed and phoned his parents and he went to NUH. Watch out where your walking next time hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Be Yourself Day! We are allowed to wear home clothes to school, so I took the chance as an excuse not to wear the stupid tie. Its a nice change once in a while. The theme was 'professional', but no one cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What profession can I be if I were to wear home clothes to school?&lt;br /&gt;Tricia: A professional flirter?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What kinda profession is that.&lt;br /&gt;Tricia: Or maybe a professional pole dancer!&lt;br /&gt;Me: No way.&lt;br /&gt;Tricia: I know! Be professionally yourself!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I did go to school being professionally myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you, my missing maths file. But I did manage to get Ms Lee to photocopy the whole lot of maths stuff for me. At least Ms Lee isnt as evil as Mr Lee.&lt;br /&gt;I like math, I like it not. I like maths, I like it not. I like maths, I like it not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I'm still cramming for my maths. And all the stupid test are making me worried. Such as the latest physics test on thursday. Well at that point in time I was feeling throughly&lt;br /&gt;down so I dont think I did well. But it was still hard. I mean look at one of the girls in my class(will not mention name). She just broke down halfway through the test.&lt;br /&gt;In the end everyone is feeling the pressure of schoolwork. I happened to chat with Ms Chua when I pass by her during lunch and she was thinking that Sem2 was more manageable. To all parent/adults, it aint true. Especially since some of us are taking 2 humanities this Sem and the chem stuff is being evil. &gt;:[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5941682435898676313?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5941682435898676313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5941682435898676313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5941682435898676313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5941682435898676313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/08/be-bit-more-cheerful.html' title='Be a bit more cheerful'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2614077018585306852</id><published>2007-08-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:53:28.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamrollered</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel like a zombie lately. Its either wake up multiple times at night OR insomnia these few days. And just last night I had a really bad dream, a nightmare in other words. Just as I was thinking I grew out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Damn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I'm alone, in school at home or even going home alone on the bus or mrt, I'm either feeling oddly lost for some reason or else I just feel frustrated for no big reason. The rain aint helping either, it makes me feel more depressed for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;But its a miracle that whenever I have some weird uncertain feeling when getting out of the car and stepping onto school campus, the minute I see my friends, I totally lighten up again. Be it Weiren(the first one I usually see reaching school first) who's coming to annoy me cos I hit him on the head for being stupid, or Joanne who's violent mood swings creep me out, or its talkative Vivian telling me Mona's latests crush, I crack up and start hitting nerdy YanSheng(you stupid maths genius) or discussing random news with SuHang. Or even being lame and start sing random songs by Linkin Park/Fall Out Boy/The White Stripes together with Tricia, talking about Harry Potter stuff with Michelle, or pair up with Amanda to start staring at TingTing(aka (Ting)^2) fawning over how cute Keita is.&lt;br /&gt;And when I get home, there's always Andrew running to me and hugging me around the legs(since he aint tall enough) to welcome me back, Mom to talk about random funny stuff happening in school, and Dad telling me about some interesting new game or website I might like.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I shouldnt have this kinda feeling, but I keep feeling weird before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the 'teenagers' package comes with a hidden 'emo' element in it.&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/4128972920517649678-2614077018585306852?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2614077018585306852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2614077018585306852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2614077018585306852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2614077018585306852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/08/steamrollered.html' title='Steamrollered'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-2033242069253600179</id><published>2007-08-09T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:57:21.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>To answer your questions Mel, the leekspinning girl vid was just repeating the same action(which was in a very short period of time) over and over again until the song ends. The original website is &lt;a href="http://www.leekspin.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. But theres no 'time limit' here, cos somehow the site owner kept the leek spinning vid repeating.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I aint exactly playing computer games, rather doing this for the Mangaka 07 competition my Infocomm teacher told me to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rr1lQ-Z6jUI/AAAAAAAAABo/93V2-Gtf-JU/s1600-h/colouringsketch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rr1lQ-Z6jUI/AAAAAAAAABo/93V2-Gtf-JU/s320/colouringsketch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097341695557274946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Im still wondering if I should recolour the whole thing, cos it looks weird o.O&lt;br /&gt;But at any rate this is killing me. The lineart is crooked, and the shading sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-Sports Meet/National Day celebrations :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok totally outdated, but dont blame me, blame the lineart :P&lt;br /&gt;The event was kinda boring, cos all you do is sort of watch the people running around the track. But we were still acting like a bunch of maniacs screaming and shouting around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rr24u-Z6jWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yeFNUrmr2Fg/s1600-h/fibomascot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rr24u-Z6jWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yeFNUrmr2Fg/s320/fibomascot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097433470418455906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poke fun at my house mascot aka Red Bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My house (Fibonacci) was pwned by Faraday(yellow) Sad. But we did put up a good fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We eat Faradayians for breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;We eat Flemings for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;We eat Nobellions for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;You are all goners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Faraday won,&lt;br /&gt;Our breakfast is gone,&lt;br /&gt;But we'll make do with the rest,&lt;br /&gt;We still kicked their ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-(Ting)^2, fellow fibo-ian.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a yellow banana for a snack! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-2033242069253600179?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/2033242069253600179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=2033242069253600179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2033242069253600179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/2033242069253600179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rr1lQ-Z6jUI/AAAAAAAAABo/93V2-Gtf-JU/s72-c/colouringsketch1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-5987495258487958590</id><published>2007-08-03T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:21:55.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Google</title><content type='html'>Go &lt;a href="http://elgoog.rb-hosting.de/index.cgi"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-5987495258487958590?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/5987495258487958590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=5987495258487958590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5987495258487958590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/5987495258487958590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-google.html' title='New Google'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-3195356386994173020</id><published>2007-07-27T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:11:46.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive</title><content type='html'>But not very sane though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain now has fluffballs are taking up all the available white/grey matter in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rqn7s-Z6jPI/AAAAAAAAABE/xX8-PGSukr0/s1600-h/Evilfluffballs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rqn7s-Z6jPI/AAAAAAAAABE/xX8-PGSukr0/s320/Evilfluffballs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091877603803565298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rqn7IuZ6jNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V3_EYmDlNU0/s1600-h/Evilfluffballsphotoshopped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rqn7IuZ6jNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V3_EYmDlNU0/s320/Evilfluffballsphotoshopped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091876981033307346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pesky thingies are causing all info to pile up in an unsightly mess, clogging up my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rqn7JOZ6jOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cQsRYaht_JM/s1600-h/jumbledmangas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rqn7JOZ6jOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cQsRYaht_JM/s320/jumbledmangas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091876989623241954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these end up having me going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNDh_tFIHn4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNDh_tFIHn4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words from a wise physics teacher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Physics is for the lazy scientist.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok, I'm just kidding. I'm still alive with a sorted out brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3195356386994173020?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3195356386994173020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3195356386994173020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3195356386994173020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3195356386994173020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D6gzdg6A4As/Rqn7s-Z6jPI/AAAAAAAAABE/xX8-PGSukr0/s72-c/Evilfluffballs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128972920517649678.post-3420575257918415330</id><published>2007-07-15T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:59:41.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is evil</title><content type='html'>Whoa, haven't been blogging for a long time. But school's been evil to me lately, so it left me with a Mt. Everest of homework to do. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But there ain't much to blog about, cos there ain't anything interesting to blog about yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-3420575257918415330?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/3420575257918415330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=3420575257918415330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3420575257918415330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/3420575257918415330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/07/school-is-evil.html' title='School is evil'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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-4128972920517649678.post-8355866912178532008</id><published>2007-07-10T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:00:25.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Msn convo</title><content type='html'>Mom has weird ways of teaching stuff to me.&lt;br /&gt;Try doing this for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天有个年轻人来到王老板的店里买了一件礼物 这件礼物成本是18元，标价是21元。 结果是这个年轻人掏出100元要买这件礼物。 王老板当时没有零钱，用那100元向街坊换了100元的零钱，找给年轻人79元。 但是街坊後来发现那100元是假钞，王老板无奈还了街坊100元。 现在问题是：王老板在这次交易中到底损失了多少钱 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation by ME:&lt;br /&gt;This guy went to a shop to buy a present of sorts. The shopkeeper bought the present at $18 and sold it for $21 to the guy. The guy paid in a $100 note, but the shopkeeper had no money, and therefore the shopkeeper changed the note with a passerby and gave a change of $79 to the guy. But it turned out that the note was fake, and the shopkeeper gave the passerby $100 for compensation. Here's the question: How much did the shopkeeper loose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me answer, cos I want to know but Mom keeps putting crosses next to my answers. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4128972920517649678-8355866912178532008?l=spleenology.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/feeds/8355866912178532008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4128972920517649678&amp;postID=8355866912178532008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8355866912178532008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4128972920517649678/posts/default/8355866912178532008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spleenology.blogspot.com/2007/07/odd-msn-convo.html' title='Odd Msn convo'/><author><name>Jo's-A-Spleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00301775338788478253</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>
