<?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-6651572698835054969</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:54:56.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-----//\\ObDuRaTe//\\-----</title><subtitle type='html'>obdurate \OB-duh-rit; -dyuh-\, adjective: Hardened in wrongdoing; stubbornly wicked.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-7736343569651374152</id><published>2009-08-15T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:08:29.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey blog! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a mild flu now, so i'm lazing at home. when technically, i should be having debate. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really can't wait for EOYs and all that to be over :X seeing other people working diligently makes me feel like a sloth. and i really wish SC stuff would stop piling up, especially those 24 hour deadlines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing my favourite word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...history assignment is due tmr."&lt;br /&gt;"screw history!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"physics test next week..."&lt;br /&gt;"screw physics!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH i wanna just go to sleep and not wake up for a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our subject combi talk a few weeks ago, and it really made me start thinking about the not so distant future. definitely science, but which ones? and what contrasting?? physics seems a lot more practical, but i'm really bad and disinterested in it. bio's way better, but it isn't really 'compulsary' for any course. Not very keen on econs, since i'm not planning to take business or anything, maybe history (china/india studies?) or geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bangs head* i need to stop thinking so much, and just focus on studying HARD now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and decided to go for the india trip after all. wanted the dubai one after berlin was cancelled, since its still pretty exotic, but india is the only one left :X and i don't want to leave this year not going overseas, especially after knowing that our batch was so unlucky D: ahhhhh, goodbye, all the japans and koreas and berlins and dubais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things just keep on changing. i hope i can keep up (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-7736343569651374152?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7736343569651374152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7736343569651374152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-blog-having-mild-flu-now-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8251494763157527645</id><published>2009-07-13T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:39:15.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post number 100! &amp;amp; to think it took me 2 and a half years to get here :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week:&lt;br /&gt;ayg (which was pretty fun, but the organisers could have done a lot better)&lt;br /&gt;piano concert (karen, the century eggggg :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been okay so far, SC stuff picking up fast now that the JC midterms are over :D haha, can't wait to put up the posters and stuff for SDD! loads to do for national day too, but i guess it'll get better after a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Sls4O5mdA-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/U6axro9ZPEk/s1600-h/sony-p-white-profile_open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Sls4O5mdA-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/U6axro9ZPEk/s400/sony-p-white-profile_open.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357938010318767074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cool new laptop from 3 weeks ago! which i'm typing on now. thanks dad :D hoho, the keys are really squishy, super fun to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tests EVERY week. arghhh, i want to protest!! &amp;amp; physics is due this friday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;across this new divide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8251494763157527645?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8251494763157527645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8251494763157527645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-number-100-to-think-it-took-me-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/Sls4O5mdA-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/U6axro9ZPEk/s72-c/sony-p-white-profile_open.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-4856794004803861167</id><published>2009-06-25T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:59:03.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like fiona's 'new' blog! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-4856794004803861167?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4856794004803861167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4856794004803861167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-like-fionas-new-blog-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8284486709419914351</id><published>2009-05-24T19:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:58:22.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha, quick update of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy project choinging, a big thank you to my math group and table group :D we made it through a few more all-nighters, haha! guitar concert was okay, i really loved the chinese songs part, whoopee. the electric guitars thing was a bit too loud i think :X yay, but overall it was still quite good, even after match support and registration duty before the concert, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, and results back on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;69.9 (so near yet so far.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inserts lots of bad words and sad smileys*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i didn't expect it, but what a massive drop D: probably not gonna be in top 20 anymore this year, but its okay (: will keep working hard, yup and jiayou too, kim and enan! we'll make it through this year, ALIVE AND HAPPY, wheee. we need another session at our emo staircase, haha! push aside the bad grades and stuff for now, and take a break :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ip1 PPT ytd was fun, hahaha, especially the food delivery/waterboy with yy! :D helping with refreshments mean we got to kope a whole ton of food, HEHHH. plus the sharing session by marian + eduardo's daddies was super funny too, though listening to the ip1 bitan sharing made me miss pahang loads (: not looking forward to our own PPT next term :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; before i procrastinate anymore, investiture pics! ( i gave up halfway trying to sign for for facebook.)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk6GSuDiCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1Om8u_4fXn0/s1600-h/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk6GSuDiCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1Om8u_4fXn0/s400/DSC01407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339362713003067426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk8HH9zGvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/MhFDGhmhN7k/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk8HH9zGvI/AAAAAAAAA0U/MhFDGhmhN7k/s400/DSC01392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339364926319434482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk6GC3vMjI/AAAAAAAAAzE/erdgq4S3_aw/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk6GC3vMjI/AAAAAAAAAzE/erdgq4S3_aw/s400/DSC01408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339362708748710450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;note enan's scary head floating behind. AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk6F6BJRXI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_njbknjyQEk/s1600-h/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk6F6BJRXI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_njbknjyQEk/s400/DSC01409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339362706372248946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no comments. except enan's looking a 'lil too happy, and mark a 'lil too...scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk7IlxadnI/AAAAAAAAA0E/x7TuoRFaB2s/s1600-h/DSC01394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk8Gz7t1iI/AAAAAAAAA0M/vHb2qDtcHBY/s400/DSC01393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339364920941991458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ShlDQp05uhI/AAAAAAAAA1E/qrDTGzU0Nas/s1600-h/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ShlDQp05uhI/AAAAAAAAA1E/qrDTGzU0Nas/s400/DSC01383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339372786609142290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ShlDQBtE23I/AAAAAAAAA00/UY9D1rXvAFQ/s1600-h/DSC01387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ShlDQBtE23I/AAAAAAAAA00/UY9D1rXvAFQ/s400/DSC01387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339372775838899058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaha, so camwhorish, i know :D ohwell, its once in a lifetime, and all we're gonna get in exchange for 1 year of slogging xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to do chinese (urgh). but holidays will be coming soon! yippeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. cherist, i swear i did not _________, &amp;amp; anw, that was 4 years ago! yay, can't wait for you + bp during june hols :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8284486709419914351?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8284486709419914351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8284486709419914351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahaha-quick-update-of-week-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/Shk6GSuDiCI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1Om8u_4fXn0/s72-c/DSC01407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-2872765707246726784</id><published>2009-05-17T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:52:50.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quite a productive weekend! i've finally cleared up most of the rubbish stuff bogging me down, hooray :D math project and ndp proposals left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was hectic. had to collect my entended passport from ICA in the morning, went to school next for debate training, met mr lam for math test make-up, went back for debate, then helped out for VIP admission test, rushed to macs for feco meeting during break, rushed back to school to continue helping out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay for scavangers (yiying!) and loads of spastic (+ evil) fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something scary happened yesterday. heehee, thanks stupid, for helping me out again (: and sorry you had to worry so much :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, off for dinner! *rumbles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-2872765707246726784?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2872765707246726784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2872765707246726784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/05/quite-productive-weekend-ive-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5062385687054521636</id><published>2009-05-11T16:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:51:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe sometimes, you get too used to hearing "sorry", once too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe during those times, you get tired of saying "it's okay", when you try/have to make sacrifices. and you wonder if its selfish to think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe occasionally, what you really want to say is a "thank you", when someone else does the understanding and sacrifices for you instead (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to A, its okay. for the day before yesterday, yesterday, today, and maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to B, C and D, thank you! for the day before yesterday, yesterday, today and probably tomorrow (: i really appreciate that a lot, and i wanna do the same for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mathematically, i'm a very very lucky guy :D hahaha, now i feel kind of philosophical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(national day, senior D&amp;amp;D adhoc, IP2 prom comm. so much to do, boooo. :X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5062385687054521636?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5062385687054521636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5062385687054521636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-sometimes-you-get-tired-of-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-1383149532944696125</id><published>2009-05-09T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:42:32.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eek, its a mugger weekend. must mug mug mug :D MATH TEST NEXT WEEK GO BANG HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, at least saturday and sundays are the best days for sleeping. its mothers' day tmr, so we're ordering in big breakfast yay! haha, but i've given up on making anything for my mum, really no artistic talent D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 resolutions for week 8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i will not eat in class anymore. (even though kim and i had loads of fun raping fiona under the table.)&lt;br /&gt;2. i will not laugh when we start learning about reproduction.&lt;br /&gt;3. i will forget about what mr boy did during our physics lessons on waves. (and stop DREAMING about it, the horror!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the next 3 civics lessons, wahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-1383149532944696125?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1383149532944696125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1383149532944696125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/05/eek-its-mugger-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-145574004975230735</id><published>2009-04-30T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:19:57.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, i feel awful today, but sleeping for 10 hours helped though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;investiture is finally over! i'll be posting the pictures later, since i don't have facebook and i'm too lazy to send a mass email. haha, at least now my workload has finally been cut by half, now that i don't have investiture adhoc stuff to worry about anymore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BYEBYE TO THAT SPASTIC TAG WITH MY SPASTIC FACE ON IT! (it has been replaced with a cheap black tag that cost us $1.20 each cos the school couldn't afford to pay for them.) yay, kim and i came up with cheer for our tags too! we were so bushed out ytd because rehearsals ended at 10.30pm, and knocked out on the class sofa after investiture, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll mug later, promise. (ohno, screw maths D:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-145574004975230735?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/145574004975230735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/145574004975230735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh-i-feel-awful-today-but-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-2433722465224083310</id><published>2009-04-27T00:11:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T05:29:08.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overdue post! but yes, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SfSA-7BLBKI/AAAAAAAAAy0/R-mUIv1Gsss/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCA9TXA8S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SfSA-7BLBKI/AAAAAAAAAy0/R-mUIv1Gsss/s400/GetAttachmentCA9TXA8S.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329026077568992418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VIP OPEN HOUSE 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its finally over, and i think it was seriously a great success for IP :D not sure if mr boy is planning to announce anything during assembly, so i'll not post about the good things here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, a big thank you to all the logistics people who stayed back on monday, thursday, friday and saturday to do all the manual work (: like moving and relabelling the dusty banners, dragging chairs and tables up and down the learning hub, moving huge green boards and stands all over the school compound and even helping with the signages and balloons. it was really hard and sweaty work, really appreciate you guys loads!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you kimmy, enan and mark for everything :D you guys have been fantastic, always helping me with all the hard stuff even though you had lots of work too! we've probably had loads of problems, like the day right before open house haha, but we've pulled through (: 3 cheers to all of us, and even if we don't get the best feedback, i'm sure we've tried our very best. ahhh, just can't tell you guys how much your support meant to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass dance on that day was the best i've ever had, (even though we kind of screwed up tribal and friendship), because there was really this bonded feeling, like when everyone shouted IP so loudy during I Want You :D yay, we should really have more events like this and involve everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho, and i've got cuts and buises all over thanks to all the accidents while moving stuff around the place! feel super manly now, hooray :D hope they fade soon though, they look quite awful, haha! still, its really really worth it, i've never felt as satisfied working so hard before. can still remember all those times we nearly screwed up, like the part when we thought the ipod with the performance music couldn't be plugged into the speakers, and completely freaked out. especially after mr lee said "the teachers have to go in now, so you two have to do everything and get the problem solved by 1030." hahahaha, almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INVESTITURE NEXT WEEK. and i still have to get the 150 souveniers settled, place order for 6kg council cake, and prepare the principal's gift. *insert bad word here* nvm, our adhoc will get through it for sure, just a few more days of hell left to go :D jiayou!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WE HAVE ECONS TEST TMR D: hope it'll go well, seriously. mugging resumes next thursday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;111&lt;/span&gt;th day. &amp;amp; i promise not to hesitate anymore, because every present moment counts  (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-2433722465224083310?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2433722465224083310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2433722465224083310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/04/overdue-post-but-yes-here-it-is-vip.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SfSA-7BLBKI/AAAAAAAAAy0/R-mUIv1Gsss/s72-c/GetAttachmentCA9TXA8S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8216064091245457528</id><published>2009-04-19T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:10:47.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops, haven't posted for quite a while! k, quick update here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;financial lit was quite okay, since we didn't have lessons and all :D and cashflow is quite fun, (even though i still prefer praxis), but having desiree and iggy in the same group was really hilarious, haha! best part was probably the business workshop thingy though, thanks to beaver mok who mad everything super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"har? so much money, what they sell? they sell themselves arh??"&lt;br /&gt;-beverly's comment about some entrepreneurship competition jac was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "trainers" were kind of lousy though, compared to the one we had for the investment workshop. she was just reading off the slides and playing pretend games with us. plus when we offered to sell her 4 stocks at $10 each, she would rather buy 3 at $13 each (and fiona was the first one to realize how stupid that was, lol!) ohwell, but we still had lots of fun, yay :D especially with nana's new REDBERRY phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Open House preps coming on, argh :X so much stuff to do, really hope it goes well this year. ahhhhh, have to stay back everyday next week for OH and investiture stuffies, probably till quite late D: at least we have physics project down, hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and some stuff i wanna say! thanks amy, for staying back with me on friday, and for making me more manly, hahaha! and thank you karen, for being the bestest ever (can't list them cos you really did so many things for me, like making the diamond thing and all) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, can finally going to sleep in peace now. goodnight!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. FIONANA WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY POOR TAGBOARD?? and i can't spam yours back, not fair! T_T open your blog soon k! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8216064091245457528?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8216064091245457528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8216064091245457528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/04/oops-havent-posted-for-quite-while-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-7409113961082169836</id><published>2009-04-12T09:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T10:00:06.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rewind (back to those days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;and damn these regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-7409113961082169836?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7409113961082169836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7409113961082169836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/04/rewind.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8652511127414247968</id><published>2009-03-24T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:59:44.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mass dance practice today was crazy funn!!! HAHAHA :D we shall come up with an official 7th VJ mass dance, hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. egyptian "shake"&lt;br /&gt;2. shoulders and...wriggle down *woots*&lt;br /&gt;3. enan's KILLER MOVE (omg!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lunch was hilarious too! had to avoid the rest of the batch in the canteen, so we snuck out from behind the s&amp;amp;t centre :D (and almost got spotted by a scary senior at the gate, hehe.) hobo-ed outside 7eleven eating CUP NOODLES, so epic!! and had a lot of fun crapping and discussing some serious stuff. ahhh, looks like we have quite a few challenges ahead, but i'm sure we can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Want You: *IP!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to more tmr, election results for JC out during general meeting. hope most of them get through! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8652511127414247968?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8652511127414247968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8652511127414247968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/03/mass-dance-practice-today-was-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5710405724804795679</id><published>2009-03-19T10:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:58:08.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YIPPEE! review week and SC camp finally over :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things have been zooming past since the year started, but even though there's so much to keep me occupied, there's no time to really sit down and think about what i've been through. so short reflection here about some major stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class chalet&lt;br /&gt;IPO (planning and actual event)&lt;br /&gt;SL week&lt;br /&gt;Orientation 2009 (+ OGL trainings)&lt;br /&gt;JGs debating championships&lt;br /&gt;SSEF&lt;br /&gt;review week&lt;br /&gt;SC pre-camp preparations&lt;br /&gt;SC Nominees Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm pretty sure i've left out loads more. haha, nvm, shall add them in if i remember :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh, but i'm so glad i've gotten through the toughest part of term 1, yay (: last week was the killer, with all the tests and competitions for SSEF and debates cramed into 5 days. and yup, even though we didn't win anything for our wonderful butterfly project (heehee) i'm pretty sure it was a great experience we had together! all the hours we spent travelling and counting/catching butterflies didn't go to waste, i'm sure :D being shortlisted was already a big WOAH, so i'm sure we can all be proud of ourselves already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for debates i'm really happy to say that WE REALLY ROCK! compared to last year, we've done a fantastic job, both as individuals and as a team. thank you marian, yiying, yunita and andre for being great teammates throughout, even though we were all facing loads of challenges and stuff. let's keep working harder and harder until we can really OWN all the other teams next year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really happy to have achieved one of my resolutions at least, to be a better debator :D yay, getting best individual speaker for 2 out of 3 rounds is really a personal milestone, so i better keep trying for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for SC camp (: not sure how many of the 26th nominees will actually see this, but if you do, i wanna say a big THANK YOU! it was really really really tough, with all the mental and physical challenges we faced, like the hours of running and pumping :X and yes enan, i agree with what you posted, haha. even though we might not have reached the goals our seniors set for us, we can at least say that we survived, and will keep pushing ourselves harder next time (: really sorry that i couldn't stick on with you guys till the very end, but i'm sure we have all tried our best. thank you, especially those who took care of me when i fell sick, and encouraged me to keep on trying. we still have more chances to prove ourselves, so don't give up!! and great job, enan, mark and kimmy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew, done with the major reflections and stuff. sorry for the boring read :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HOBO-ING WITH CHANYARUNGROJN :D (sorry i took so long to put this up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTvHLyXpBI/AAAAAAAAAyE/pqHce8HbiW8/s1600-h/DSC01251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTvHLyXpBI/AAAAAAAAAyE/pqHce8HbiW8/s400/DSC01251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315636366906205202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;welcome to big nose land! amy was researching smurfs in the morning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv7VfNGOI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Xs2QDwy-mOk/s1600-h/DSC01252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv7VfNGOI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Xs2QDwy-mOk/s400/DSC01252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315637262863374562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FIONANA BANANA TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF THIS, MWAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv7oQOXtI/AAAAAAAAAyU/nyws0z5cn54/s1600-h/DSC01253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv7oQOXtI/AAAAAAAAAyU/nyws0z5cn54/s400/DSC01253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315637267900817106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yum yum yum yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv75QSjuI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wh0UDdR1xJA/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv75QSjuI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wh0UDdR1xJA/s400/DSC01255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315637272464494306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heehee, yoghurt that looks like nehneh pok, with that thing sticking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv77NF_aI/AAAAAAAAAyk/SOaHcQAEXlI/s1600-h/DSC01256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv77NF_aI/AAAAAAAAAyk/SOaHcQAEXlI/s400/DSC01256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315637272987958690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spastiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicity XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv8BSXLqI/AAAAAAAAAys/BSYSqJ9ybqs/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTv8BSXLqI/AAAAAAAAAys/BSYSqJ9ybqs/s400/DSC01257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315637274620669602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND NICE NICE NICE BAG TAGS! refer to the back for more details xD our 'flags' for hamailand and pinguland, hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, and i'm finally feeling destressed after all that! thanks pannapaddy. i'm looking forward to the 5th hobo session already! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;right now, i can't truthfully say i'm okay. there's just so much to cope with, so much to do. and i know that the road will only keep getting tougher for me. sometimes i wonder if i can really make it through, and i can't afford to fall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; jiayou, joanne (: you can do this.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"ignorance is bliss." i guess we both wish never ever to grow up (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5710405724804795679?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5710405724804795679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5710405724804795679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/03/yippee-review-week-and-sc-camp-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/ScTvHLyXpBI/AAAAAAAAAyE/pqHce8HbiW8/s72-c/DSC01251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-3619211798291865958</id><published>2009-03-07T21:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:39:21.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh, so unmanly! i'm crying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*big teardrop plomps onto keyboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its a big HAPPY teardrop! hahaha, really very overwhelmed by what you guys just did for me, seriously very touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; fiona, marian, clarence, karen, amy &amp;amp; evan :D was in the middle of bio mugging when my phone started to beep with messages, every 5 minutes, from you guys. haha, it was really surprising k! and only after calling amy did i find out about the whole relay and manly club + slogan thing. it really lifted me from the gloom of studying, and made me super happy, one of the happiest in my life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that you people care so much really makes everything worthwhile to me, it feels like some giant bubble of happiness that keeps getting bigger the more i think about it! i'm posting up your messages here so i won't ever lose them (thanks to lack of phone memory space :X :X) and more replies to your messages here, to keep this happy feeling in my heart forever and ever and ever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;fiona: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hey joanne jy for review test! Don't overwork yourself studying k! Tell me if you need a listening year anytime :D i'm always here!&lt;br /&gt;=D ANY PROBLEMS MUST TELL ME HOR! Don't bottle up! Jy for bioooo! Its the sex yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, yep! i need a 'listening' year from you! 365 days of your time, lol!! Thanks so much dear, for your message (in the middle of depressing bio mugging :D) you should take care of yourself too, don't overwork and remember to sleep kaes? Hope your stomachache, cough, flu, fatigue and exhaustion goes away soon, and you'll be a happy and healthy banana again :) i love you, and will always be there for you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;clarence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;heys joanne :D i'm gonna sound like your father for awhile, so please bear with me. this is part 2: joanne's bad habits and sleeping behavior. first, i'm gonna scold you fpr treating yourself so badly! *angry face* next, i want to let you know (blah blah.)&lt;br /&gt;(i'm stopping here, cos he just went on into a loooong non-stop lecture xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm not overworking myself! still as fat as ever, so you don't have to worry :D you sleep more too, even chan yoon ling is scolding her pet for sleeping in class alr! jiayou k, (blah blah.)&lt;br /&gt;(i'm stopping here, because i'm going into a looong lecture too xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;karen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;dearest joanne! haha, i'm the irony person :D you're always telling us not to worry for you, but yet you're not getting enough rest and by stressing yourself out, you make us worry! See the IRONY? joanne, please rest well! Seriously. Ok? And!..we'll ALWAYS be there for you like you've been there for us. So if you need help or someone to talk to must tell me kay? :D &amp;amp; don't make us wory, by resting well and staying happy! &amp;amp; please son't take stuff too hard on yourself either. go joanne!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks karen! your message really means a lot to me, knowing that you'll always be there is a great comfort! Please don't worry about me, i'm not overworking myself. You must also promise to take good care, just recovered from fever, your immune system must be very weak now :X sleep well and if you need help for work and revision, ask me k? (even though i'm so lousy myself...) haha, i love you karen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;amy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;HELLO JOANNE! :D YAY! i know that the past few weeks have been really tough for you, so i just want you to know that i'll always be there for you alright! whenever you need a hobo session, i'd be more than happy to go hobo-ing, and eating good food alright? :D next week's gonna be the last one before the hols, so press on, jiayou kay! :D don't overwork yourself, take care of yourself, for you and those around you! you know we all love you, and onward hamailand bignose and pinguland! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES AMY! we've really been through a lot of stuff together, and you know i love you too! you must also jiayou k, don't take things too hard, results and marks are really not that important (at most we flunk together, HAHA!) i'm always ready to hobo with you too, just tell me when you want me, okay? i promise to be there for you, all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;evan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;hello joanne! :) :) :) remember our trademark 3 smileys when one of us isn't happy? here i'm giving you five :) :D :) :D :) no matter what times you go through, do remember that there will be many smileys to cheer you up and on :) (insert long chain of smileys here :D) be happy and stay happy!! 'we'll always be there to make you smile.' smile! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :) :D :) :D too! thanks for always helping me out, especially during chem and bio project this week, haha. you're a really great friend, and i'm super "great"-ful for everything! jiayou mugging for review (i'm very sure you'll do well) so don't give up k? happyland ftw! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm really very happy now. very very very happy :D&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh, so happy!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-3619211798291865958?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3619211798291865958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3619211798291865958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahhhh-so-unmanly-im-crying-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-252264766931256187</id><published>2009-02-28T11:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:57:54.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a super shaggy-fied day! but yup, it was worth it, totally because of various people :D don't have time to do a long detailed post about it now, just a few quick paragraphs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cross country was quite okay, thanks to 3rd period pe every week? haha, at least i ran almost all the way (even though karen used to say my flying is as fast as her crawling T_T) and i really would have given up halfway if not for beaver and karen who kept me going (: i guess i'm quite okay with my position, since its like a 200+ improvement from last year (even though its still quite bad. sorry v11!) yup, i'll try harder next year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW HOW SOME PEOPLE CAN RUN SO FAST!!! totally "=O" at melissa &amp;amp; michelle were were already turning back while the rest of us plodded along, haha. quite sad that we didn't manage to become the top IP class, but i'm really very impressed by so many people in class that are super pro, like val, lenghan and the floorball girls :D HAHAHA, YOU PEOPLE ARE SO MANLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass dance afterwards was pretty fun, but had to leave halfway through cos of a last minute SC meeting (standardization, standardization, and standardization). and there was still debate afterwards!! was super stressed because i wasn't prepared at all, like not printing out my material and everything. since there wasn't time to go home and come back to school, yiying and i ended up going to yunita's house so we could shower and gobble down some lunch before competition (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, 2pm to 6pm was totally hell, cos we were making all sorts of last minute changes to our material :X andre ended up writing his speech out by hand on the car cos he didn't have time to print it out, omg! but leaving out the details,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we won (by a 3-0 decision!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm really really happy now, yay :D i guess all our preperation and daily training paid off, even though there were times we really doubted it would. haha, let's try even harder the next round! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things have happened the past 2 months, i'm still trying to get used to lots of major changes, good and bad. &amp;amp; i think i've realized some really important things thanks to all these experiences too (:  it took so long to learn, but how other people choose to think doesn't matter, and it should never bother me. because as long as the people really important to me understand me for who i am, its enough to make me the happiest guy ever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the great thing is, there are so many of these people around that i'm super thankful for, some that i never realized were such wonderful friends. you are the ones that know how i really think and feel, and stick around long enough to make a big difference in my life. rather than having to constantly change for people who barely know me at all, but still think they have the right to judge me, i'd much rather live for myself and those who truly care :D through the last few weeks, i've realized who they are are, and knowing that there are so many people i can put my confidence in makes me feel like the luckiest person alive :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is dedicated to you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SajdMypD_qI/AAAAAAAAAx8/GeA-jmtUZ9U/s1600-h/thank+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SajdMypD_qI/AAAAAAAAAx8/GeA-jmtUZ9U/s400/thank+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307735372678299298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for helping me get through so many tough times, and i'll always be there for you too! knowing that you people are around will be my motivation to get through the next 2 dreaded weeks. (:&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/6651572698835054969-252264766931256187?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/252264766931256187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/252264766931256187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-yesterday-was-super-shaggy-fied-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SajdMypD_qI/AAAAAAAAAx8/GeA-jmtUZ9U/s72-c/thank+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6804430047093910079</id><published>2009-02-14T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:33:20.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe this: i'm spending V-day without a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to my manliness?? =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it gets worse: i'm spending V-day alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe that's because my flu just got worse after OG bbq yesterday, and i can't go to school for debate training now. (though come think of it, that wouldn't be a much happier alternative.) anyways, i'm amusing myself by reading the piled up stack of TODAY newspapers that gets unceremoniously thrown onto the doorstep every morning. &amp;amp; i came across really cute article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SZZFwoBZDFI/AAAAAAAAAx0/rMOEh05y8ZI/s1600-h/1302FCL030_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SZZFwoBZDFI/AAAAAAAAAx0/rMOEh05y8ZI/s400/1302FCL030_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302502312954629202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not sure if enlarging it works, but i love the ending line, HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least my mum is going to buy home a super nice lunch later! heehee, the thought of food always make me happy :D plus i get to spam a whole lot of chocolates from ytd (even though i forgot to put them into the fridge, and they are a little melted T_T) and after that, i'm going to take a nice long nap. sounds good right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm living in hamailand now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and before i forget, thanks so much beaver-ly for your letter, its the most touching one i got from anyone this year! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6804430047093910079?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6804430047093910079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6804430047093910079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cant-believe-this-im-spending-v-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SZZFwoBZDFI/AAAAAAAAAx0/rMOEh05y8ZI/s72-c/1302FCL030_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-9069484738385800502</id><published>2009-02-11T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:45:48.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohno, wanted to post this ytd, but i was too tired! :X i'm sniffing like a elephant now, used up 1 whole box of tissues alr :D being sick really really stinks. so now i've a black face topped with a nice big red nose, ARGHHH ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, SL was super fun! hahahaha, wish i didn't miss last week's one though, since i don't know the kids as well as the others do now :X i wonder why my brother isn't as cute as any one of them, considering they're the same age! =O i'm really glad that most of them are really nice and sweet, especially this little girl called nikki. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and one thing made me super happy that day (and today too!) there was a quiet little boy sitting in a corner while michelle was reading a book to the kids (who were all super active and chattering non-stop to her!) when me and annabel tried to talk to him, he just looked at us and refused to say anything. this went on for the whole one hour, where he just held his drawing paper and didn't talk at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when we were just about to leave the centre, and were waving byebye and stuffs, he actually turned and asked for my name! :D haha, i think that really made all the effort worthwhile (: there was warm and fuzzy feeling inside me all through the way home too! looking forward to seeing him next week alr, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE HOMEWORK IS GIVING ME TIMBERS AND SHIVERS!!! AND REVIEW IS IN 4 WEEKS TIME. AND THERE'S STILL 2 MORE ROUNDS OF DEBATES TO GO. help help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, byebye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-9069484738385800502?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/9069484738385800502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/9069484738385800502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/02/ohno-wanted-to-post-this-ytd-but-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5772169073469999716</id><published>2009-02-04T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:33:27.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yes. i've been feeling in need of a good laugh, and the wonderful cch came into mind :D (hey chiah hock, does "joanne, you die" sound wonderfully familiar? oh and don't forget LOWLOWLOW kaes! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS PICTURE! its under my category of favourites (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYmKAr2AZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XUB2NN9zTxw/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYmKAr2AZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XUB2NN9zTxw/s400/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298918180951975842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; because i still haven't had my fill of laughing enough, here's another look! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYmKAr2AZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XUB2NN9zTxw/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYmKAr2AZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XUB2NN9zTxw/s400/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298918180951975842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!! and just for those who haven't gotten enough of the wonderful chiah hock:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYmKAr2AZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XUB2NN9zTxw/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYmKAr2AZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XUB2NN9zTxw/s400/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298918180951975842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wah, this is great for stress relief! good, now i can start working on my debate script with a wide wide smile! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks chiah hock! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5772169073469999716?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5772169073469999716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5772169073469999716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYmKAr2AZ6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/XUB2NN9zTxw/s72-c/DSC01089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6849034153335012857</id><published>2009-01-31T23:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:23:02.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO BLOG! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYRzoGS1K2I/AAAAAAAAAws/bFpOvjm3H3w/s1600-h/DSC01101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYRzoGS1K2I/AAAAAAAAAws/bFpOvjm3H3w/s400/DSC01101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297486194416102242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an unexpected midnight snack my mum made! YES, ITS SALMON *cough cough!* hahaha, i can't believe i managed to stuff all that down, considering how much i ate just now :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, more pics from today (i'm not putting this on this class blog due to cch's threat to sue me :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR03AcABZI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NMDEA_gta8Y/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR03AcABZI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NMDEA_gta8Y/s400/DSC01090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297487550053614994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR02WqoDEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/yFtgjtvYX3A/s1600-h/DSC01093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR02WqoDEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/yFtgjtvYX3A/s400/DSC01093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297487538840669250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR1T3CboII/AAAAAAAAAxc/htqeN8zBs-A/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR1T3CboII/AAAAAAAAAxc/htqeN8zBs-A/s400/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297488045746659458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i found this one horribly spastic!! enlarge this and look at his face, HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR02iPfhrI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ONCgelm-Ip0/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR02iPfhrI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ONCgelm-Ip0/s400/DSC01092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297487541948090034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR1UFD6J9I/AAAAAAAAAxk/0qdUWHhFEIo/s1600-h/DSC01091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR1UFD6J9I/AAAAAAAAAxk/0qdUWHhFEIo/s400/DSC01091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297488049510950866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR02R86PdI/AAAAAAAAAw8/47tMC6QS2Dg/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYR02R86PdI/AAAAAAAAAw8/47tMC6QS2Dg/s400/DSC01094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297487537575181778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!! it was seriously very fun, we should have another one soon!! :D i love 08v11 and our cute little juniors (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, next week will be one of the toughest ones for me. not just orientation, but also another debate competition on friday ): haha, this means super intensive training and mugging for us, omg :X (i'm pulling my hair out at the thought of having to write another 10 page rebuttal sheet like last year!) will be living off 4 hours of sleep a day, so HELLO RED BULL! I'VE MISSED YOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes, i'm sure manly joanne will live through this, because he has the most wonderful debate team ever! hahaha, even though next week will be a harsh one, we'll jiayou as a team k! :D confirm can trash cat high (with the smelly green berms), right?? *yes!!* lets break the 3-year curse together, HAHAHA!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;just now, something at home that has been bothering me a lot was finally cleared up. its been causing my occasional strange behavoiur and irregular moods (oops!) for the past few weeks, so i'm glad that everything's back to normal AT LAST! thank you, fiona. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that aside, i've decided! for the whole of next week, i'm gonna work hard,&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;work HARDER,&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;work EVEN HARDER,&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;and after that,&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;i'll try it all over again (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6849034153335012857?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6849034153335012857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6849034153335012857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-blog-unexpected-midnight-snack-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYRzoGS1K2I/AAAAAAAAAws/bFpOvjm3H3w/s72-c/DSC01101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-1572572501708289332</id><published>2009-01-29T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:04:51.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohno, there's seriously something terribly wrong with me! its a super strange feeling when your moods keep alternating between high and low (no pun intended). urgh, its like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.45am: boards the bus feeling super high, and laughs like mad watching tv mobile (which is obviously a bad thing, since other people are still half-asleep).&lt;br /&gt;7am: walks into class sleepily and plonks onto the table for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;7.35am: goes downstairs for assembly and gets laughing gas issues.&lt;br /&gt;1&amp;amp;2nd period: HAHAHAHA-ing like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;3&amp;amp;4th period: feels saggy (as in, brain-wise!) and tired.&lt;br /&gt;BREAK: eats like a pig (at least this doesn't seem to have changed!)&lt;br /&gt;6&amp;amp;7th period: ROFLMAO-ing like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;8th period: starts to droop (i.e. wilting, omg.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; on &amp;amp; on &amp;amp; on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, i'm so strange! its like zoom! and zoom. and zooooooom. its been like that since IPO, and these emotions are seriously getting quite irritating ): haha, i blame puberty!! (ooh, higher testosterone levels causes mood swings, i know :D) but anyway, thanks karen for noticing this and trying to help! hahahaha, your hug was..uhhh...uplifting? hope that didn't sound sick! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk anyway, i shall stop complaining now! BACK TO POINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class was super duper hilarious today, for those sitting in group 3, i think you know why! HAHAHAHAHAHA. but anyway, laughing like siao has seriously tired me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROBLEM:&lt;br /&gt;a bird flu pandemic in singapore, and there's only enough drugs for half the population. who do you give it to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLUTION:&lt;br /&gt;the logical: give it to the weak people who are more likely to die from bird flu.&lt;br /&gt;the realistic: give it to the people who can afford it.&lt;br /&gt;the cold-blooded: give it to the younger people.&lt;br /&gt;the evil: give it to the people who are more useful to the country&lt;br /&gt;the random: balloting for tickets, national day style!&lt;br /&gt;the spastic: give it to half the female population, and half the male population, so that they can quickly reproduce and make up for the 2 million lost! (personally, i think the males should just donate to sperm banks and *byebye*. but that'll just be discrimition :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; last but not least:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: "TOO BAD FOR THOSE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO DIE. EVERYONE WILL DIE ANYWAY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *shocked* (it's zihan talking, mind you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: *ominously looking at me* you might die...TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: no, actually, you might die TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: you know how you'll die??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: you will start to laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: and then... *puts hands on throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: UUEERRRGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihan: ITS A GOOD THING IF YOU DIE. YOU CAN SAVE US ONE MORE DRUG TO SAVE ONE MORE LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at this point i was laughing under the table.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*miss ong walks over, and sombrely places her hands on my shoulder.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL. we're such a bunch of losers!! but anyway, that's not all of it. after econs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. collecting goal setting worksheets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. looks at clarence's drawing that "represents himself":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYG9zl0rxAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/temh9f5wpXE/s1600-h/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYG9zl0rxAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/temh9f5wpXE/s400/DSC01083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296723330788475906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what i WOULD HAVE thought (being the nice, manly amd reasonable guy that i am), despite finding it strange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so ngoh wants to be a salmon. even though that's an ultra-ngoh concept that i can't comprehend its still okay! cos we have our own likes and dislikes, and its natural for ngoh to like ngoh things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, ngoh just had to set up his own stage for doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "why you draw salmon?"&lt;br /&gt;clarence: "you never heard of the story meh?"&lt;br /&gt;kaien &amp;amp; me: "ehh, what story??"&lt;br /&gt;clarence: "you know, everytime salmon want to mate, they have to swim very far..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped listening to him after this part. you probably know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, and just for suanning purposes, the definition of mate can be found here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&amp;amp;hs=7IY&amp;amp;defl=en&amp;amp;q=define:mate&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=glossary_definition&amp;amp;ct=title) =&gt; looks like i'm not the only one suffering from testosterone problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO OMG, HOW IS THE ANTI-NGOH CLUB SUPPOSED TO TONE DOWN WHEN HE'S GIVING US NEW AND FRESH MATERIAL TO SUAN EVERYDAY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways. rohan managed to take a spastic video of me laughing my ass off (i couldn't stop, i REALLY couldn't.) IF YOU MANAGE TO STEAL HIS PHONE PLEASE HELP ME DELETE IT, I WILL OWE YOU MY LIFE T_T holy cow, i can't bear to think of what he'll do with that dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow or other, amy and i spent the rest of the day doing spastic things in school!! we went downstairs to the canteen to eat (what's new?) and tried to smuggle food back to class (which failed terribly because we got spotted.) so we ended up eating in the canteen, where bryan found us laughing like maniacs (at his coconut hair, in which amy and i commented AT THE SAME TIME: HAHA, you can go act in bollywood dance; AS THE TREE!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, and being the muggers that we are (*cough!*), we actually went back to class to choing work!! hahaha, i actually managed to complete chem and math, hooray :D evan, enan &amp;amp; chen ee joined our crapping session later, where we talked about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; urinals&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; enan's mess-up during piano coaching:&lt;br /&gt;       "what have you got to say about your performance?"&lt;br /&gt;       "sorry."&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; &amp;amp; lots of other random stuff i can't remember anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, and after the classroom was cruelly locked up, amy and i went on a DATE (haha!) together!! went to pizza hut for wonderful pasta, where we sat and talked for 1 hour plus, LOL! we were so super spastic, i can't believe the management didn't kick us out (with the whole LOWLOWLOW &amp;amp; chanyarungrojn tribal dance thing.) ohoh, and amy and i set up a super cool contract!! BUT I SHALL NOT SAY ANYTHING HERE YET, UNTIL WE FINISH WRITING IT YAY! (: anyway, *big hug* to amy for accompanying me so much today, i appreciate it loads dear! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's all! i'm going to sleep now, after that miserable headache &amp;amp; vomitting this morning (ty to fiona, kimmy, judy, val &amp;amp; karen for taking care of me, esp amy for the POTENT *cough* medicine! :D) oh, and i got a shock while showering just now, i was washing my face and the foam suddenly turned bloody cos of a nosebleed =O HAHAHA, was stunned for a few seconds, super scary k! LIKE HORROR MOVIE, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-1572572501708289332?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1572572501708289332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1572572501708289332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohno-theres-seriously-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SYG9zl0rxAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/temh9f5wpXE/s72-c/DSC01083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-4288583507653765772</id><published>2009-01-26T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:45:23.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's super tiring! :X but yeah, i got my fill of angpows and food (OH FOOD!) so i'm happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 quick pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SX3Kq-8Mk8I/AAAAAAAAAwc/PktWg25D64A/s1600-h/DSC01067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SX3Kq-8Mk8I/AAAAAAAAAwc/PktWg25D64A/s400/DSC01067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295611576656368578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reunion dinner! HAHAHAHA I FEEL HIGH JUST LOOKING AT THE PHOTO! (even though i overate and had stomachache afterwards :K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SX3JwwYwEHI/AAAAAAAAAwM/JVNXNANZCMI/s1600-h/cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SX3JwwYwEHI/AAAAAAAAAwM/JVNXNANZCMI/s400/cropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295610576317190258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and mum (: she's sitting on a chair because of *cough* height differences. (i'm so mean ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SX3Kqij56oI/AAAAAAAAAwU/FEraSgYgutc/s1600-h/DSC01073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SX3Kqij56oI/AAAAAAAAAwU/FEraSgYgutc/s400/DSC01073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295611569038289538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my brothers trying to play football at grandma's house, in which i got badly whacked in the tummy by the ball ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha k, that's all for now, shall try to post more tmr :D yay, and new year has been great so far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;say you'll catch me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-4288583507653765772?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4288583507653765772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4288583507653765772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/todays-super-tiring-x-but-yeah-i-got-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SX3Kq-8Mk8I/AAAAAAAAAwc/PktWg25D64A/s72-c/DSC01067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5876838024443783516</id><published>2009-01-25T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:18:27.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;a chinese new year present for everyone! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;The Novel Of NGOH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Disclamers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) NGOH found all these himself by googling his own own name&lt;br /&gt;ii) NGOH was ngoh enough to tell the author everything mentioned below.&lt;br /&gt;iii) The author reserves the right to keep this material published, even if NGOH demands otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1.1 People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 1:&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; MONEY NGOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clarence says (1.10 AM):&lt;br /&gt;AND DO YOU KNOW THERE IS A JOKE NAMED MONEY NGOH IN SINGAPORE??&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.13 AM):&lt;br /&gt;JOKE: PERSON&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.13 AM):&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE I SEARCH THE MORE MY NAME IS CHEAPENED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Source: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;http://namesdatabase.com/people/NGOH/MONEY/23870143&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 2: NGOH DIN TOOK&lt;/span&gt; (footnote: in singlish, this means ngoh didn't take)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clarence says (1.21 AM):&lt;br /&gt;YAH DAMMIT I FREAKING KNOW I DIDN'T TAKE ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;DYING OF A BURSTING BLOOD VESSEL&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;OR MAYBE AN ARTERY WILL RUPTURE IN MY BRAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Source:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; http://www.nationmaster.com/encyclopedia/Ngo-Dinh-Thuc-Pierre-Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 3: SEH SUAN NGOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clarence says (1.43 AM):&lt;br /&gt;JUST LOOK AT THIS RUBBISH: seh suan ngoh is a photographer based in singapore&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.44 AM):&lt;br /&gt;VERY (SEH) TO (SUAN) NGOH&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.44 AM):&lt;br /&gt;WAHPIANG EH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Source: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;http://en-gb.facebook.com/people/Ngoh-Seh-Suan/615133652&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(omg, go this link to see his face, LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 4: NGOH DIVINE SOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;clarence says (1.24 AM):&lt;br /&gt;NGOH DIVINE SOH = NO DIVINE SOUL?!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Source: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;http://www.cameroun-online.com/gce2008/?ex=al&amp;amp;c=1044&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1.2 Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 1: NGOH OI NEI&lt;/span&gt; (footnote: this is a thai movie, and it means "i love you". - eew.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clarence says (1.46 AM):&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WORSE: Ngoh oi nei (1998)&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.46 AM):&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL A MOVIE????&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.47 AM):&lt;br /&gt;WAHPIANG, WAHSEH, WALIAO, WAHCOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Source: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0147608/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.3 Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 1: NGOH (RAMBUTAN IN SYRUP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ngo's&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hairy&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rubbery&lt;/span&gt; shell is easily opened with a slight cut of the knife. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Omit the pit&lt;/span&gt; but enjoy the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;translucent flesh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clarence says (1.34 AM):&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL DOES OMIT THE PIT IS SUPPOSED TO MEAN????&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.35 AM):&lt;br /&gt;NGOH MEANS HAIRY?~!!!@&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.35 AM):&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE DYING OF LAUGHTER I AM PISSING MYSELF TO DEATH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Source: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;http://padthaicatering.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(credits to kaien for digging this out out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.4 Companies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 1: NGOH ENTERPRISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clarence says (1.39 AM):&lt;br /&gt;I'LL TELL ALL THESE TO MY UNCLE WHEN I SEE HIM TMR&lt;br /&gt;clarence says (1.39 AM):&lt;br /&gt;U KNOW HE HAS A COMPANY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clarence says (1.40 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND THE NAME IS: NGOH ENTERPRISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NGOH.clarence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(who's the ngoh-est person in the world for telling me this himself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;---End---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;COPYRIGHTED! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5876838024443783516?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5876838024443783516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5876838024443783516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-present-for-everyone-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5295629878784578416</id><published>2009-01-25T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:02:55.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, this is an &lt;del&gt;early&lt;/del&gt; morning post!! (which means before 12noon for me :D) hahaha, so rare, i know (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm once again stuck in my room (because my mum's outside with the manicurist and i'm too lazy to change out of my pyjamas :X) going out later to do some last minute CNY shopping which i've been procrastinating about, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main point is: I NEED TO COMPLAIN about the ton of food that i'm being surrounded with now. and when there's food, I WILL KEEP EATING, its like a compulsive disorder or something! i have polished off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ONE BOTTLE (yes, bottle) of fruitplus candy :X&lt;br /&gt;2) half a bar of nougaut (i would have finished the other half but my brother ate the rest)&lt;br /&gt;3) 1 box of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;4) 4 cans of h20 and black soy =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NEW YEAR HASN'T EVEN OFFICIALLY STARTED YET :K what is wrong with me?? i think i need sugar therapy T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from new year shopping! and omg, new clothes are so scratchy and uncomfortable, i just dived back into my pyjamas the moment i got home :D HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something funny happened just now! went downstairs to watch my brothers play football with some neighbours, and there was some violence going on :X afterwards, jonathan turned to me and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wahlao, just now that guy keep kicking so hard, almost hit my precious leh! later i go bathe sure see a lot of red spots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL! :D i'm such a sadist, i know. but the pained way that he said it was super hilarious, i couldn't stop laughing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and seriously can't wait for reunion dinner tonight, we're having steamboat and grill! xD I CAN ALREADY SMELL MY SALMON WAITING FOR ME IN THE KITCHEN, YAY ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5295629878784578416?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5295629878784578416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5295629878784578416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-this-is-early-morning-post-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6760991708275609107</id><published>2009-01-24T20:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:51:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah, my family's totally choinging new year preparations today! the kitchen table's covered with agar (yum!) and my mum is still climbing ladders to hang stuffed cows on the walls :X haha, but now is slacking time, so i'm posting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY: CNY CELEBRATIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i think every year, the CNY atmosphere gets a lot less cheena :X the morning started off pretty badly though, my bus came late, and i almost didn't get to school in time! the side-gate was locked 1 minute before i got there, and i had to RUN (yes, i ran) to the main gate. ended up choinging to the canteen just in time, but i FORGOT MY TIE. had to hide behind fiona in the parade square, but thank goodness i got off scot-free :D then afterwards, i realized i left my bag (plus phone!) in the canteen, and had to run back with karen to get it back. ARGH, so many bad stuff in just 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, the rest of the day was still very fun, even during physics lesson, where my group was making lots of noise, &amp;amp; i was DRAWING THE PINGULAND FLAG TO OPPOSE AMY's HAMAILAND! haha, once its finalized, i shall post it here :D stayed in class after lesson with the v11 psls to finish packing sweets and choc into red packets for our juniors (: haha, we actually used vjc angpows, so lame!! but i'm glad the juniors liked them, hope it cheered them up since they just finished LA diagnosic ;D went to look around the stalls and performances with amy afterwards, and she actually ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 brownie&lt;br /&gt;-1 hotdog bun (with half a bottle of chilli and mustard)&lt;br /&gt;-1 bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH DOES NOT EXCLUDE THE YUSHENG LATER! hahaha, you really do eat every 2 hours!! anyway, 09v11's game stall was quite popular, maybe because it was so loud ;) the poor guys got scolded afterwards by mr tan, who was pissed off because the balls kept hitting the stall gate, omg. watched kimberly play v11's other game, which was some shoot-the-cans thing, and she pro-dedly got 3 shots in a row! i got scammed of 10 dollars, the &amp;amp;($!%!!! guys insisted i pay to shoot ramesh instead of the cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;捞鱼生 (which zihan suanned me for not knowing how to write in chinese) was super funny too, since most of it got onto the tables instead of into our mouths :D haha, and everyone only wanted to eat the biscuit thing because of their *cough* anti-veg policies! took a class photo afterwards, and decided to crash 09v11's lao-ing of yusheng :D MR LEONARD NG IS SO SPASTIC!! since he's super non-cheena, he couldn't shout any auspicious 4-word stuff! so amy tried to help him out by shouting "没有华文! 没有华文!" HAHAHA. koped their yusheng afterwards, because they were much neater then us, and it looked a lot more edible :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASS DANCE AFTERWARDS was a total disaster!! despite all the OG trainings/refreshers, i still have no idea what the steps are :X so a whole bunch of us ip2s were just standing on the pavement trying to imitate the jc people xD apparently, some 14 juniors took a video of amy mass-dancing, i can foresee some serious consequences! we went back to class to stone afterwards, where some people were rushing the chinese project, and others were listening to strawberry shortcake (aka AKON, LOL!) on the class speakers :D AND I'M TOTALLY INSULTED BY THE LOW SONG, WHY MUST I GET SUANNED BY PEOPLE WHO PURPOSELY EMPHASIZE THE LOW WORD?? ranting aside, we decided to go for a class outing (plus enan!) at parkway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met kaien and minlin at the bus stop afterwards, so they joined us in burger king! crapped A LOT, and i wasted a lot of food by not finishing my burger :X haha, and i almost left my wallet behind AGAIN!! thank goodness i remembered just in time, and went back to get it, zomg. after a LONG discussion in the hot sun, we finally decided to go watch a movie at plaza sing :D the bus ride there was very eventful, we were all making a lot of noise (oh dear) and on laughing frenzies! when we got to plaza sing, the only movie that we could watch at 3.30 was red cliff (the very cheena one!) amy decided that it helped to improve her chinese, so she'll go watch more next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think i'm suffering from mood swing problems! was laughing at inappropriate times during the movie, and crying at the sad parts, so i have no idea if its meant to be a comedy/tragedy. but it WAS really sad when the fat guy died, aww. we got shushed a couple of times though, someone should really tape my mouth shut next time (considering the same thing happened during twilight!) haha, and clarence commented that we were totally destroying all the touching parts of the movie, LOL! i think it was not bad, provided you can stand LOTS of loud noises and LOTS of deaths and LOTS of fire :D (amy says tropical thunder was much worse!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met kaien again outside times bookstore after the mocvie (minlin went off for tuition). so we ended up wandering around plaza sing until we ended up at the basement. jianghan and yijie had to go off, so that left only 6 of us, and we decided to go to yoshinoya (YOSHI FTW!) for dinner :D haha, and we totally contributed to the noise pollution there! while trying sending clarence a vid mark took during psl dinner last time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "what's your phone name arh?"&lt;br /&gt;clarence: "you see for yourself!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEARCHING FOR DEVICES...&lt;br /&gt;*ngoh.ngoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL.&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;*breathes in* *breathes out* okay, i've finally stopped laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan and kaien were in fits when they saw it, but i showed it to amy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we found out that "ngoh" means stupid in thai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&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;&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;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it might not seem all that funny here, but in the context of that moment, it was really really REALLY uncontrollably hilarious, especially since ngoh had this pathetic expression on his face, evan's face was practically blue, amy was vibrating, chiah hock could barely eat his food, kaien was giggling and i was shaking the whole table with my laughter. i think everyone in the whole place was looking at us, since we were practically laughing our butts off. after finishing all the food, we left yoshinoya (i bet the people there were relieved xD) oh, and thanks evan, for letting me kope so much of your food and peach tea! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we decided to go for dessert at some ice-kachang place (the pics are up on amy's blog, go look!!) THIS WAS THE PART WHEN WE OFFICIALY WENT NUTS. haha, we started off with 1 bowl (amy treated), and finished it in under 3 minutes!! everyone was frantically fighting over the small bowl in the middle of the table, shovelling freezing ice into our mouths and clanking spoons. since we still didn't have enough, evan treated us to another bowl (bigger this time!) and we started fighting over it all over again (kaien took a vid, we look like utter BARBARIANS.) hahaha, we finished in an even shorter time, i think i got a brainfreeze from all the frozen fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND EVEN AFTER THAT WE STILL DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH! so this time, ngoh treated us to another big bowl, which was the grand finale :D hahaha, it was super duper hilarious, the spoon fighting was so violent that evan's spoon got whacked out of his hand to the other side of the table, and he was shouting "oi! i've been disarmed!!" kaien and clarence made their fight sound like some kind of soccer match ("1-nil!", "1-2!") ROFLMAO!! took a vid of the fight, and we got into fits again when we saw the part where cch and evan tag-teamed to elbow clarence away from the bowl xD hahahaha, so wild!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what i owe the anti-ngoh club (esp amy &amp;amp; kaien, sorry i took so long to post this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-55a0a237f8548d0c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55a0a237f8548d0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331092091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C0E90801C7FEF5B1F43BCD9BE8A948AC55E53B8.1B8AB25916CA0F3DE688AB031D958151F69E51E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55a0a237f8548d0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9Rosh2lRYYmKRWJxnHeNwQfq7hc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55a0a237f8548d0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331092091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C0E90801C7FEF5B1F43BCD9BE8A948AC55E53B8.1B8AB25916CA0F3DE688AB031D958151F69E51E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55a0a237f8548d0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9Rosh2lRYYmKRWJxnHeNwQfq7hc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! and yes, the very very weird noises during the video is actually my laughing =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to the toilet after eating, i think the laughing took a serious toll on our bladders! and even while queing up, we were still laughing ourselves hoarse, causing other people in the toilet to stare at us :X out of lameness, we wanted to compete who could finish our "business" fastest. then someone suggested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wait until all of us go inside the toilet already, then give signal and we start together!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course we didn't do that (we weren't completely looney yet) but it still got everyone laughing again =O hahaha, kaien made amy and i practice the 'serious' face before we left the toilet, and it WOULD have worked, if not for the guys! apparently, evan and cch had just realized something VERY inteesting about clarence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he's hysterical, his laugh becomes a SQUEAK. seriously, he becomes so high-pitched that he sounds like he's squealing!! too bad we didn't record it or it have been a nice addition to the clarence saga (as named by kaien!) hahahaha, we ended up laughing (in in certain cases, squeaking) all the way to the basement again. and to end up our crazy day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwa chong, hwa chong! *clap clap* hwa chong, hwa chong! *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;(in the middle of the basement, in front of everyone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg, we are total losers!! but nvm, i'm really happy we had so much fun, its the first time i've been so high this year, excluding ipo of course :D hahahaha, hwa chong ftw, we must do that again k!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, that's all for this super long post!! "happy niu year and an ox-picious new year" (as quoted) everyone!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i almost forgot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; bonus, even though i'll be duly punished for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(R)clarence says (1:16 AM): i am ngoh clarence who needs to take a bath and be a nicer person.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm serious, he said it himself! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6760991708275609107?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6760991708275609107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6760991708275609107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/woah-my-familys-totally-choinging-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5134593129662695896</id><published>2009-01-21T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:36:51.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i just finished choinging my chinese homework, &amp;amp; i shall do a quick post (in anticipation of not being able to blog for the next 10 years or something :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school so far was pretty fun, YAY! (: even though lessons started formally alr, at least i'm not lagging behind (yet). tons and tons of things to do, and i'm quite excited about all of them too! there's orientation, post mortem, SRS stuffies, JGs (zomg), CNY! i will be living on coffee and red bull for the next few days, wish me luck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing groups soon, so i shall have to say byebye to yoshishi ): ohwells, OUR SPIRIT WILL LIVE ON FOREVER! looking forward to my new group &amp;amp; i hope we'll get along well too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i srsly should go sleep soon, or tmr will be a killer (considering i still have math to chiong :X) goodnight! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5134593129662695896?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5134593129662695896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5134593129662695896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-just-finished-choinging-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8264955569627665990</id><published>2009-01-15T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:30:38.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people! okay, this is a super long overdue update, but keep tagging PLEASE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time for a long post, so i shall just sum up IPO in one short paragraph! 09v11 absolutely rocks, you guys did great and all! oh, and it was super fun for me, since i got to have fun with such cute little juniors. (k, you guys probably know what i mean! xD) even though v11 weren't the champions, you guys are still the best to me, HOORAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, very very very sadly, i lost my pouch! which is a 3-in-1 blow, since my wallet, handphone and housekey is inside it. AHHHHHHHHHH, cnkjkjvrehgwephwqifh and $*%$*&amp;amp;()*%!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to go remake my ez-link, i/c, get a new sim card plus phone, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, you can probably imagine my mum's reaction when i told her :X i'm in serious trouble now, zomg. but okay, i do deserve it for being such a kuku-head, carelessly leaving my stuff around ): lesson learnt: must tie stuff around my neck next time! so i shall be uncontactable for the next one week till i get a replacement phone =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a huge THANK YOU to all the people who tried to help me today, esp amy, val, clarence, liesl, minlin, bryan, and evan :D even though my pouch is probably lost for good now, i think many good things came from it too! i'm realize super lucky to have such great friends, and though i didn't get a chance to say it in school, i REALLY do appreciate you guys! :D :D :D and the other good thing that came from this is that i'm actually reviving my blog by posting now! (to release inner frustrations, hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to do sf stuff (urgh) and pack for SL overnight tmr, which means 6 sets of clothes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-uniform + tie&lt;br /&gt;-vj tee&lt;br /&gt;-dark tee&lt;br /&gt;-formal clothes&lt;br /&gt;-pjs&lt;br /&gt;-house tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my poor poor bag will explode! :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8264955569627665990?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8264955569627665990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8264955569627665990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-people-okay-this-is-super-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8987553701896494305</id><published>2009-01-10T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:12:43.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 more days till school! can't wait for ipo and service learning, wahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK )":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if angels did not pay attention to&lt;br /&gt;all the things that we wished they would always do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8987553701896494305?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8987553701896494305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8987553701896494305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-if-angels-did-not-pay-attention-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6475427612283296526</id><published>2009-01-06T23:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:46:43.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got home, 1/2 hour ago. and i'm super shagged! x_x so tempted to go sleep now, but i must blog about today because it was so memorable, hahaha :D there won't be any pictures though, since we're going to use them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, so today was (finally) the day for chinese project. dragged myself out of bed at 7am, and almost overslept because i was exhausted after psl dry-run yesterday too :X and as usual, joanne s(low) was the latest to arrive, even though we were meeting at bishan mrt, hehe. met karen, ngoh, and chiah hock at macs, where we sat for more than half an hour with various maps and bus guides (which karen dragged around for the whole day!), trying to figure out the way to get around the various places were were going to ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since our theme was something awfully lame (i.e. nature, blah blah), we were planning to visit some parks and stuff :D and reading maps is seriously no joke, as we found out later, many times. ngoh suddenly decided to eat mcflurry, and the rest of us were somehow influenced into buying ice cream too (at 8am in the morning!! =O) took 410 from the interchage afterwards, after missing 2 consecutive buses cos we hadn't finished our ice creams -.- despite living in bishan, i have zero sense of direction, and we didn't know how to walk from the bus stop to bishan park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chiah hock stopped and asked this auntie (i'm not being rude!) how to get there. and we decided afterwards that cch had the 'look' that all aunties like (e.g. specs, serious face, honest-to-goodness, blah blah), while clarence had the 'look' that ah peks like, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen the photog girl started taking pics the moment we stepped foot into the park :D and the things people do at parks are seriously kinda weird, so we decided to film them. (we ran away afterwards xD) then while walking past this clump of bushes, cch suddenly stopped and said "i think there's something in the bushes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all turned to look at the bush, and it moved! we were all stunned and just stood there. then suddenly, a botak head popped out between the bushes, LOL. and no it wasn't jianghan, it was just a gardener. we couldn't stop laughing, so had to run away again before that guy heard us and got offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and goody, there was a huge playground in the park! so we invaded the place, of course ;) and we decided on a way to make our video! i shall not reveal the contents here, its just plain spastic :D there was a guy there with his 3 daughters at the playground, and we were taking sneak photos of the girls cos they were so cute! there was also another little boy there, but his mummy forbade us from taking pictures of him (huh?). we had to take a group picture at the giant spider web in playground, so karen asked the guy there to help us, saying something like "可以帮我们拍照吗?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the guy suddenly said "don't worry, i speak english!". and we just O_O-ed at him. hahaha, but his photography skills was really not bad cos the picture turned out quite nicely (: took more spastic videos and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIVA:&lt;br /&gt;-cch has NO childhood. when he goes on the slide, he pins his arms to his sides, with a grave and sombre look on his face while sliding down.&lt;br /&gt;-karen is addicted to taking pictures of herself! heard the camera shutter sound continously 3 times, and when i turned back to look, she was pointing the camera at herself, LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;-ngoh has no affinity with little girls because they all ignore him, even when he attempts to smile and speak in an 'appealing' manner ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we decided to leave and go to the next place on our list, which was macritchie reservoir (: took 88 to tao payoh interchange, and on the way there, karen and cch was telling us about the xiao niang re last episode last night, because me and ngoh missed it thanks to the dinner after psl dry-run ): haha, and we spoke so loudly i think the whole bus could hear us! which was quite embarrasing cos we kept talking about the parts where yuzhu was raped (twice!), and how paul was impotnt because he didn't have kids with yueninag afterall, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we reached the interchange, karen started saying that she was hungry, so we decided to go buy food to bring to macritchie xD and we passed by this chicken rice place, and ngoh suddenly suggested buying half a chicken and 4 packs of rice for lunch. (which is what a family of five would usually eat =O) we took it as some kind of joke at first, but then agreed later. anyway, he was trying to show off his dialect by saying the "half chicken, 4 rice" thing in hokkien, so we made him buy the food. and when he was ordering, he actually said this: "我要半只鸡，si (IN HOKKIEN!) 包饭。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because the guy was from china, he was looking at us blur blur, because ngoh kept switching languages! okay, it was actually much funnier if you saw the actual scene, we couldn't stop laughing at/suanning ngoh. so after taking the food (with the guy still looking at us weirdly), we waited for bus 157 at the bus interchange (while sniffing at the wonderful smell coming out of the chicken!) talked a lot of cock on bus again, about oprah winfrey and goodness-knows-what. and surprisingly, we got off at the right stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at macritchie, we walked into this pavilion thing in the middle of the reservoir to take more pics :D and there was a guy across the reservoir sleeping on the park bench, so karen took a sneak picture of him, and told clarence to do the same thing so we could photograph him too :P snatched his camera away afterwards, and spotted some incriminating stuff in there, which i shall not reveal, because it will result in him getting bloodily murdered. *keke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since it was almost lunchtime, we decided to eat the "半只鸡，si 包饭" there (: like hobos!!! (&lt;b&gt;taken from wiki: Hobo&lt;/b&gt; is a term that refers to a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Subculture" title="Subculture"&gt;subculture&lt;/a&gt; of wandering &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homeless" title="Homeless" class="mw-redirect"&gt;homeless&lt;/a&gt; people, particularly those who make a habit of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freighthopping" title="Freighthopping"&gt;hopping freight trains&lt;/a&gt;. The iconic image of a hobo is that of a downtrodden, shabbily-dressed and perhaps drunken male.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, so while we were eating (and having lots of trouble with the chilli and ngoh's scissors), a couple of tourists suddenly walked past and came in! and they were looking at us funnily, so i started to laugh, which obviously caused more trouble (omg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished all the chicken! and you probably know who was responsible for that, of course (: anyway, while trying to stop cch from poking holes in the styrofoam boxes (which yiying says is bad cos of CFCs and what-not), i got accused of sounding like their ah-bu. #%&amp;amp;^!! that name stuck for the rest of the day -.- and the guys stupidly walked up a hill afterwards to throw away the rubbish when there was a rubbish bin nearby, lol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for the most amazing part of the day: WE WENT TO WALK THE 7.4 KM MACRITCHIE TRAIL THING! you already know what joanne thinks about excercise, so i shall leave out the complaining in this post. poor karen had to lug the heavy camera with her during most of the walk though, so i guess i have no right to whine either xD and before we even began walking into the trail, we got stopped by this giant lizard thing on the path! i forgot its official name, but it can apparently grow to 1.5m in length O_o (amy, CAN YOU IMAGINE!?) haha, only dared to continue walking after it ran away into the trees :X thanks to the initial shock, i was pretty creeped out and kept clinging on to karen for a while after that (which scared her out too!) and the guys didn't help cos they were scheming about how to scare us futher, by suddenly stopping and doing retarded things like "oi, did you see that!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but walking and talking really helps in forgetting about the scary stuff, so it got more fun after a while :D and we saw loads of little animals! like squirrels, raccoons and more lizards (eek). and when we walked out from the foresty area, we saw a boardwalk thing going around the edge of the trees, which was across some grass. poor ngoh got his shoes soaked in mud when he tried to walk over first, so we decided not to go over afterall :X but we eventually reached another boardwalk after that, so it was okay (: the funny thing is that we barely saw anyone at all during the whole trail, except for a few tourists, and one or two joggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of the interesting things we discovered that day: clarence is afraid of dragonflies! haha, i know its just evil for me to be posting this, but i can't resist xD it was really funny for us to watch him dashing across the water spots where there were loads of dragonflies. and when we stopped for a break next to the reservoir, cch took a chinese newspaper out of his bag! O_O that was really hilarious too, so we took another vid of him reading it ;D this might sound very stupid, but i seriously think that the view from across the reservoir looks very fake, like its from a projecter or something! :S karen also made a very cute remark about the stuff we used to write in our comprehensions, because the water looked so "sparkly and inviting." :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and horror, while we were walking, we saw this sign that described some water monitor lizard that could be found in the forest, and this one can grow up to 3m (AMY!!) so i made cch stand on the side with all the trees, because i was super scared they would lunge out of the bushes or something. then cch remarked that i was being stupid, since it was a WATER monitor lizard, and by switching places with him, i was standing right next to the water. urgh, and i got scared all over again =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully after that, the trail went on along some country club, which meant the road became quite even :D (even though there were signs along the way, which said: beware of golfers tee-ing off. the management will not be responsible for any injuries caused. x_x) we took quite a lot more pictures, and i think karen was super happy because there were so many nice scenes worth bringing her camera along for! we reached a fork in the road afterwards, and there were 2 signposts there right next to each other:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"private property, do not enter": this one was a nice road leading further into the country club.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;"joggers continue this way": this led to a rocky path surrounded by weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so elitist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kept walking further in, and by that time, it had already been 2 hours and we had already walked 5km! (yay for manliness :D) it was very rocky though, and got quite painful to walk after a while, cos the stones kept poking into our shoes. ngoh said reminded him a lot of pahang, which was quite true, haha! thankfully we reached another boardwalk soon after that, so not so bad (: this one led to the jelutang tower, which is a 5/6-storey tall tower which went high up above the trees. as we were walking towards it, clarence looked around, opened his mouth to say something, then suddenly stopped and stepped back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen and i were obviously freaked out by his expression, thinking there was an animal or something behind us, so we screamed and ran behind him and cch. apparently, there was a dragonfly sitting on my arm or something, and i didn't even notice it! hahaha, karen scolded clarence afterwards, because he ended up scaring us more than the dragonfly xD climbing the jelutang tower was seriously no joke, since it was a very long spiral staircase, which made karen a bit dizzy. but there was quite a lot of satisfaction when we finally reached the top! collasped onto the floor (like hobos all over again) while we caught our breath. since it was quite sunny, clarence took an umbrella out of his "everything-also-have" bag for his ah-bu (: and he and cch even brought along their homework!! omg omg. so i was made to check ngoh's gonghan for mistakes, and found one right in the title -.- and after pointing in out to him, he rewrote the word, but it was still wrong! =.= hahaha, so surreal, doing chinese homework in the middle of a forest above the trees xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after laughing maniacally at the sign that said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;low&lt;/span&gt; beam, mind your step" at the stairs, we took a group picture! this was super difficult, cos we had to balance the camera on the bench, on top of the camera bag, and angle it to catch all of our faces! (this involved karen having to yell "no common sense" at clarence a couple of times while he was adjusting the camera). we had to try 4 times or so before we took an acceptable photo, haha. the sky looked kinda dark afterwards, and we were worried it was going to rain :S according to ngoh, we could just camp at the tower for a whole day if it really did rain though, since he had all the stuff in his "everything-also-have" bag to keep us alive, and i brought food too. luckily, it didn't rain and we decided to continue walking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we finally FINALLY neared the highlight of the trail, which was the treetops walk, i was already drained of energy. haha, but thanks to karen's encouragement, we continued walking until we reached another crossroad! this one lead to a path to the east, another to the west, and the last one was a boardwalk with the no-entry sign. cch and ngoh declared that we should just follow women's intuition, and made me spin around a couple of times to see which direction i would end up facing -.- of course that didn't work, so karen went to ask a jogger (who suddenly appeared like her prince charming!) which way to go. we walked on the boardwalk for a while, before meeting 2 tourists who told us that the treetops trail was one-way :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up turning around and walking back through a short-cut thingy which brought us one big round back to the ranger station, where the right direction was (: hahaha, CIVILISATION after 4 hours of non-stop walking! thank goodness there were toilets and water coolers there, so we rested for a while before going to the treetops trail (in the right direction this time). and we even saw monkeys on the way, about 10 to 15 of them! :D there were also lots of pretty butterflies, and it was super hilaious when they all avoided ngoh when he walked near them, probably because he was stinky xD haha, even butterflies have taste okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to walk up a very steep hill afterwards, and i was getting very badly suanned by cch for obvious reasons. but at least we made it to the treetops trail at last! this was also quite unnerving because it was very high up, and you could see through the bridge since it was just a mesh of metal wiring. it swung a litle bit too! so while the others were having fun looking across the tree tops and taking pictures, i was pathetically trying to stay calm and not scream :X must have looked super scared, since i was trembling a bit too, omg. but when we eventually made it across, i "went back to my normal self" again, according to ngoh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took another rest afterwards, when we finally got to eat the food i packed from home, yay :D too bad the chocolate biscuits were semi-melted, a few cheese cubes were squashed and the kueh lapis were kinda soggy :X but like karen said, all food tastes good when you are hungry! we took another group picture afterwards, and even though the first one turned out quite okay, clarence insisted on retaking because cch said his face looked very qian bian in the photo, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to walk out afterwards, for another 2.9km! and along the way, we saw some vs guys running along the trail, practicing for some crosscountry thing xD plus cch almost got attacked by monkeys! he was trying to attract the attention of this lone monkey sitting next to the road, when another one suddenly jumped out of the bushes at him. karen dragged me away and we continued walking very quickly till the monkeys were out of sight. it was quite comical but scary at the same time :X haha, and to keep ourselves motivated, karen and i also started sining random christmas songs! we even came up with alternate lyrics for frosty the snowman, and called the "rusty the lamp post" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusty the lamp post,&lt;br /&gt;was a very happy light&lt;br /&gt;he was made of steel and rubber bands&lt;br /&gt;and tungsten that was real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, for the full lyrics, ask karen! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG, WHEN WE FINALLY WALKED OUT OF THE FOREST, I SUDDENLY REALIZED I WAS RIGHT ACROSS THE ROAD FROM MY HOUSE!!! $^%$#$%$!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even know macritchie was so near my house! x_x its just one carpark and traffic light away, apparently. and while we were waiting at the traffic light, we saw monkey climbing up a speed limit signpost O_o it probably got lost outside macritchie or something, and was trying to find its way back. we all got stunned when it suddenly leaped off the signpost and jumped into the trees, haha! rested our tired muscles at the bus stop waiting for 162, while eating chocolate gummies, and ngoh fiddled around with karen's camera, taking pictures of the adorable little kids (: when we finally got on the bus, the guys immediately fell asleep (super gay, clarence was practically leaning his head on cch's shoulder!) while karen showed me the pictures she took during her piano ensem CIP, and those at prom! haha, i had a lot of fun laughing at them xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we alighted near orchard mer station, and started looking around for the buses that go to botanical gardens, which was our next stop. and because orchard had so many 1-way roads, we totally lost our way, omg =O and despite previous warnings from so many people, we ended up following ngoh's directions!! haha, not totally his fault, though we ended up wandering around the streets of orchard for 1 FULL HOUR, going through shopping centres, traffic lights, underpasses, ngee ann city, tangs, lucky plaza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...until we decided to just board a bus of out orchard and take another one to botanical gardens. finally found our bus outside dhoby ghaut station, at 8pm :X haha, by then all of us were practically unmoving corspes, could barely talk anymore x_x when we reached the botanical gardens, it was already pitch dark, and we had dinner at the food court. haha, and ngoh was so tired he could only finish 2 bowls of rice unlike his usual 3 bowls. koped cch's oyster omelette (which is very tasty!) while picking at my food :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we decided to walk around a bit more, even though it was so dark we couldn't see anything T_T so we went to swan lake (after consulting the map VERY SERIOUSLY), and saw lots of couples along the way, doing *cough* stuff. and while walking around the lake, karen dropped her camera's sunshade into the water! we were all frantic about it, and ngoh tried to pick it out from the lake, using our phones for light. too bad his arm was too short, so cch tried instead, and he managed to fish out the sunshade! haha, thank goodness it wasn't lost for good, or karen would have gotten into trouble :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, the ground next to the lake was covered with ants! so soon afterwards, cch began scratching at his butt, since the ants had crawled into his pants xD and clarence had ant bites over his tummy too, haha! it was super gay seeing them pick ants off each other's clothes, even though i shouldn't be so mean, considering that they did it for karen's sake :D and we finally spotted the swans at swan lake! since it was 9 plus, they were all asleep near the edge, though we accidentally woke them up thanks to the camera light :/ they were quite cute, but we only managed to see 2 of them, probably papa and mama swan (: and ngoh and i actually mistook the statues to be real swans, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a short visit to ginger garden after that, and the trip was also really scary thanks to the darkness. when we reached the place at last, the guys went behind the display boards, because there were still ants picking at cch's butt, and ngoh had to check under chiah hock's underwear to get them all out :D guess i got my retribution for laughing at them afterwards, because i ended up sitting on a whole bunch of ants while we were taking another group picture! some got onto my legs, but none under my clothes, thankfully :D we decided not to go to the orchid garden afterwards, because it was getting really late and i needed to get home soon :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked out of botanical gardens back to to the bus stop, while karen was trying to make me stop laughing at all the couples "having fun". (seriously, intimacy should be banned in PUBLIC places!) boarded a bus to dhoby ghaut mrt station, where we all took the train home. haha, and just a random comment: the travellator thing is really very fun, esp if you are walking backwards! :D i almost dropped dead on the mrt thanks to exhaustion, but luckily made it home in one piece (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm seriously going to die if i don't get some rest now xD goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6475427612283296526?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6475427612283296526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6475427612283296526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-got-home-12-hour-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-446094322357598162</id><published>2009-01-03T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:18:50.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tweaking a new skin now ;D hopefully it will work on IE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, it works! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-446094322357598162?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/446094322357598162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/446094322357598162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/editing-new-skin-now-d-hopefully-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5316527924221651443</id><published>2009-01-03T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:56:35.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my newest addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/CjqnZd98yM/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/CjqnZd98yM/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=CjqnZd98yM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=CjqnZd98yM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=CjqnZd98yM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=CjqnZd98yM"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/CjqnZd98yM/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to dunman high today, to see the new campus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do much actually, just met fiona at the entrance (which has practically doubled in size), and we slacked around in the canteen. apparently, the canteen vendors now have a wear an official "uniform", which is orange in colour, fiona's fav! haha, and i met some of her guzheng juniors who will be coming to vj next year (: (they are super cute k!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new things in dunman:&lt;br /&gt;- lift (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;-huge pond&lt;br /&gt;-popular bookstore&lt;br /&gt;-14 canteen stalls&lt;br /&gt;-6-storey tall building&lt;br /&gt;-a ton of new classrooms&lt;br /&gt;-gigantic field and track (okay, maybe the track's not a good thing! xD)&lt;br /&gt;-lots of cute girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and met pj, huimin, jieyi, emily and a couple others there! yay, they made me feel so tall (*evil cackle!*) had lunch with fiona and her guzheng friends outside of school, and we had to leave afterwards because fiona had OG stuff in school (: but we also met gracie and her friend while waiting for 196 at the bus stop, haha. they look so sweet in the vj uniform, can't wait next year when i finally get to see them everyday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there's debate tmr, omg ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5316527924221651443?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5316527924221651443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5316527924221651443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-newest-addiction-went-back-to-dunman.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-2488064408637238440</id><published>2009-01-01T17:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:01:10.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVyMuum4BpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/59Y5A9Et-Ts/s1600-h/happy+new+year%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVyMuum4BpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/59Y5A9Et-Ts/s400/happy+new+year%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286254797039077010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;found this picture at some random blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;;HAPPY NEW YEAR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and this is what i promised jinwen:&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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVySFgd4YtI/AAAAAAAAAvo/C-zb5cePtuo/s1600-h/group+picture%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVySFgd4YtI/AAAAAAAAAvo/C-zb5cePtuo/s400/group+picture%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286260685938385618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the only full (and non-spastic) group photo i could find on bp, haha (:&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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVySx2cE_nI/AAAAAAAAAvw/OEzbsXobCiI/s1600-h/jinwenhuimincher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVySx2cE_nI/AAAAAAAAAvw/OEzbsXobCiI/s400/jinwenhuimincher.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286261447750647410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my 3 lovely darlings :D&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVyS_WtV_vI/AAAAAAAAAv4/D9SHih9NsGs/s1600-h/mecher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVyS_WtV_vI/AAAAAAAAAv4/D9SHih9NsGs/s400/mecher.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286261679751298802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken with cherise, my beloved sweet wonderful buggy, who will read this, smirk and say "obviously lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(i can't believe i'm doing chinese homework now! on new year's day! =O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6651572698835054969-2488064408637238440?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2488064408637238440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2488064408637238440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2009/01/found-this-picture-at-some-random-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVyMuum4BpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/59Y5A9Et-Ts/s72-c/happy+new+year%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8690673054035191495</id><published>2008-12-31T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:42:00.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yep, the last post of the year! :D (technically, i posted this after midnight cos it took so long to write!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this year;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="more" class="asset-more"&gt;                                         &lt;h3&gt;1.What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?&lt;/h3&gt;i started sleeping at unearthly hours almost everyday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last year's resolutions were:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keep my room tidy&lt;/strong&gt;. erm, not exactly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tidy&lt;/span&gt;, but its an improvement :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pass napfa&lt;/strong&gt;. Yep! i passed, but by school standards, i still had to retake ): @#$%$#@ !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mug harder! &lt;/strong&gt;omg, no. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be happier&lt;/strong&gt;. i think so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For 2007:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep early!&lt;/strong&gt; or i'll suffer severe growth retardation, and have huge panda eyes for life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be more serious&lt;/strong&gt;. in other words, i have to grow up ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat healthily! &lt;/strong&gt;half the food i eat is not good for me, and the other half is bad for me T_T &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be even happier&lt;/strong&gt;. yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;h3&gt;3. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i miss cher! there's no one to bug me, no one to smack me, no one to whine to me :D and no one for me to bully, haha. and i miss your midnight msgs, GET YOUR PHONE FIXED SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hmm, my great-grandma? she was 93 though, that's quite a ripe old age (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PAHANG! that was for camp, and it was really memorable! :D oh, and batam too! (refer to the previous post, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2009?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A wife!!! an official one, of course! :D any applicants? i'm okay with any age, height, weight, nationality or marital status, don't worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;7. What date(s) from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;haha, i have a bad memory for dates! but i think lots of stuff happened this year i won't ever forget, such as orientation, pahang, psl tranings, sunrice, and the outings with cher jinwen and huimin, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;uh, i survived my first year in vj. that's a big achievement i think :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i guess, my chemistry marks? hahaha, i think everything else was as good as i could possibly wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;lots of flu, but other than that, not really :D lots of people seem to have sprained their foot this year :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;YOSHI MY DARLING SOFT TOY! which i've been waiting for all my life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;12. Whose behaviour merited celebration?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;my mum, for not having abandoned me in some orphanage by now :D that's really very 伟大，considering i'm such a bad and noisy kid, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;13. Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;sarah palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*cough* feeding my insatiable appetite of course! haha, of course eating should never stop (: I LOVE FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hmm, i can't tell you :D but right now, i'm pretty excited right now about the countdown!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2008?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If I Were A Boy -Beyonce (: haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;happier or sadder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;happier by 120%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;thinner or fatter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;a lot fatter, &lt;150%!&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;richer or poorer?&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;neither nor i guess! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;18. What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;mugging before the eoys? training before napfa? oh my goodness, i'd rather not regret what i've already done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;19. What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;spending whole days trying to tidy my room, when i know it'll get messier the next day :X maybe this is why my resolution didn't work out???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;20. How will you be spending New Year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;with my family, maybe choinging homework too :X boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;21. Who deleted question 21?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ohmyholymollierollypollieollie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2006?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;if you are female, i fell for you at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;23. How many one-night stands?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;none ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(i know, that's just so sad T_T but i will work harder at being MANLY next year, so that i'll have at least one :D whoopee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;24. What was your favourite TV programme?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;mr bean, this never changes every year :D but my girl was not bad too, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i hate santa claus! where's my present, old man?? you fake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;26. What was the best book you read?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;THE WEE FREE MEN! it gets nicer and more sadistic the more you read it :D wee free men are the emblem of manliness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;erm, the recorder? ITS SUCH AN AMAZING INSTRUMENT, EVEN MORONS LIKE ME CAN PLAY IT OMG! amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;lots of stuff, but more recently, a new pair of shoes! thanks daddy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a pet yoshi that i asked santa for (refer to question 25.) do they still exist? )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;30. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MADAGASCAR 2!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yea, shake it! Shake it! Oh, I'm a lady. I'm a lady, everyone! I'm a lady...not really it's me, King Julian. Which of you is attracted to me? Hands up!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;King Julian: In flight slave!&lt;br /&gt;Penguin: Uh...yes, master?&lt;br /&gt;King Julian: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring me my nuts on a silver platter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hmm, i went out for dinner with my family, and some shopping afterwards with mummy! oh, and also went for some boat ride thingy, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;32.What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a pet yoshi (refer to questions 25 and 29.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MORE MANLY! and perhaps a lot more black and white, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;34. What kept you sane?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the same things that made me insane in the first place! specifically, my mad, bad friends :D thank you for making my life so much more bearable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;obama. obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;again, obama. i mean, what else would i know about politics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;37. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hahaha, i have so many that i can't list them all! but okay, i'd say 08v11 collectively (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006.&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;not sleeping enough is bad for your health (and indirectly, your manliness!) so sleep well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;once in a lifetime; means there's no second chance (: - Everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yay, i'm done! and if you are reading this, HAPPY NEW YEAR!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8690673054035191495?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8690673054035191495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8690673054035191495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/yep-last-post-of-year-d-technically-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-7102416241056810830</id><published>2008-12-27T21:13:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:21:30.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yay i just got back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall edit post later, loads of pictures to upload :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(today's the 1st birthday of my blog, mwahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh holy cow, reaching home at 11+ is not helping my chugged-out sleep cycle. aloha resort should not have shuttle services once per hour, or poor sufferers like me will rot away waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, PICTURES! we took a ferry from tanah merah ferry terminal to batam :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsnGASxEZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/V3anpWhUSW4/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsnGASxEZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/V3anpWhUSW4/s400/DSC00700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285861571760820626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this place actually looks a bit like changi airport too! except MUCH smaller. had breakfast here, which was nice ham sandwiches that grandma made (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsnF4YosqI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/uDrPtPSU9g8/s1600-h/DSC00706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsnF4YosqI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/uDrPtPSU9g8/s400/DSC00706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285861569637954210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the ferry we took, and it's actually quite small on the inside. and it smells a lot like a construction site, lol ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsnFseYOII/AAAAAAAAAvI/cem4GDzkA-g/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsnFseYOII/AAAAAAAAAvI/cem4GDzkA-g/s400/DSC00707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285861566440814722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the trip was actually quite short, only about 35 minutes? its so sad that going to another country takes less time than going to school, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsmaXCM9HI/AAAAAAAAAvA/B5xrF7Hyslg/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsmaXCM9HI/AAAAAAAAAvA/B5xrF7Hyslg/s400/DSC00715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285860821951116402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the funny thing was that we had to leave our passports at the terminal after reaching batam, haha. took a bus from there, and this is just a random pic of my little cousin (who likes calling me monster.) haha, he's really very tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsmackmhSI/AAAAAAAAAu4/8mojRfxHgpw/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsmackmhSI/AAAAAAAAAu4/8mojRfxHgpw/s400/DSC00717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285860823437575458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there wasn't a hotel in batam, only a beach resort :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslp_Z8QUI/AAAAAAAAAuw/lUZvdcQKXhI/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslp_Z8QUI/AAAAAAAAAuw/lUZvdcQKXhI/s400/DSC00722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285859990974513474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the place is right next to the sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslpS7cv4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/GD0_1jCcjnE/s1600-h/DSC00723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslpS7cv4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/GD0_1jCcjnE/s400/DSC00723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285859979035459458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there were lots of slopes everywhere, super tiring to walk around the place. or maybe i'm just lazy, hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslpIhaA3I/AAAAAAAAAug/VaazbOdBMJ0/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslpIhaA3I/AAAAAAAAAug/VaazbOdBMJ0/s400/DSC00724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285859976241873778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, and there was also 2 types of houses to stay in! the one we chose was this, which looks very nice and kampong-ish ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslo_7FYuI/AAAAAAAAAuY/cJ_671iYKGA/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVslo_7FYuI/AAAAAAAAAuY/cJ_671iYKGA/s400/DSC00725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285859973933654754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was the other type, which is where most of the non-singaporean tourists were :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsloXCxreI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WlFXs1R0RFA/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsloXCxreI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/WlFXs1R0RFA/s400/DSC00726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285859962960063970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and rock-climbing walls! no, i didn't dare to try that, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsje6xuWwI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VDRZbnf6e0I/s1600-h/DSC00734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsje6xuWwI/AAAAAAAAAuI/VDRZbnf6e0I/s400/DSC00734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285857601730272002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;checking in took forever because there were so many of us. 21 to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjeVsrz4I/AAAAAAAAAuA/LT1p-5IzDWQ/s1600-h/DSC00742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjeVsrz4I/AAAAAAAAAuA/LT1p-5IzDWQ/s400/DSC00742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285857591777021826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think stairs were the killer in this place! to get from the lobby to our room, we had to climb 4 flights of stairs and 1 hill. to get to the pool from the room, we had to climb down a hill and 3 flights of stairs! and getting to the restaurant was the worst, there were 5 flights of stairs in total =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjeEHiBJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hvxBGrEQ6qU/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjeEHiBJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hvxBGrEQ6qU/s400/DSC00746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285857587057788050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE POOL! WHICH IS THE BEST PAT OF THE WHOLE RESORT, MWAHAHA. took this picture when we just arrived, so no sexy women in bikinis there yet XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjd38LwDI/AAAAAAAAAtw/_SEMu4adypI/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjd38LwDI/AAAAAAAAAtw/_SEMu4adypI/s400/DSC00749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285857583788965938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjdnELfiI/AAAAAAAAAto/w1-a2Z2Vc7M/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsjdnELfiI/AAAAAAAAAto/w1-a2Z2Vc7M/s400/DSC00753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285857579259100706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the weather in batam is really nice! it didn't rain, wasn't too hot, and was very windy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh-zyNrFI/AAAAAAAAAtg/pkl3OIflqQw/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh-zyNrFI/AAAAAAAAAtg/pkl3OIflqQw/s400/DSC00760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285855950585834578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lunch was at this indonesian restaurant! omg, the food was nice, but really spicy! almost every dish had sambal in it, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh-hLo_KI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JSCcfnvI-Co/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh-hLo_KI/AAAAAAAAAtY/JSCcfnvI-Co/s400/DSC00771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285855945592208546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh-WLOaGI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RL02vF061Vw/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh-WLOaGI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RL02vF061Vw/s400/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285855942637676642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh9ziZhrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4kgCofzaeAM/s1600-h/DSC00774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh9ziZhrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4kgCofzaeAM/s400/DSC00774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285855933339633330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh9XnnkMI/AAAAAAAAAtA/NfbtyjQEk8g/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsh9XnnkMI/AAAAAAAAAtA/NfbtyjQEk8g/s400/DSC00775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285855925845332162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsguArc-kI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ud5yphskdfU/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsguArc-kI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ud5yphskdfU/s400/DSC00776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854562477734466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsguFCpDvI/AAAAAAAAAsw/bcF73kHhRNk/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsguFCpDvI/AAAAAAAAAsw/bcF73kHhRNk/s400/DSC00777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854563648737010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsgtjU1M-I/AAAAAAAAAso/i78YjvjOV1Y/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsgtjU1M-I/AAAAAAAAAso/i78YjvjOV1Y/s400/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854554598224866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was my favourite! apparently its a very famous dessert in batam, and i think its even nicer than honey sago, wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsgtWThstI/AAAAAAAAAsg/cQFGJ3cNCos/s1600-h/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsgtWThstI/AAAAAAAAAsg/cQFGJ3cNCos/s400/DSC00779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854551103091410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the room, despite being kampong-ish, was really pretty inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsgtIfyBYI/AAAAAAAAAsY/GRenvJlu9bc/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsgtIfyBYI/AAAAAAAAAsY/GRenvJlu9bc/s400/DSC00784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854547396396418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nothing much to say about the bathroom, except that it was very clean. the water heater was a bit screwed though, icy cold one moment, and scalding hot the next. i got burnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf3t9tVmI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8X15tL4dkck/s1600-h/DSC00785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf3t9tVmI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/8X15tL4dkck/s400/DSC00785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285853629741094498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and there was also a nice balcony too! though a lot of mosquitoes were sleeping there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the pool to play afterwards! actually, 20% of the time was spent in the pool, and the other 80% eating more snacks. hehe, i've put on weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't take any pictures because it was very wet, and my mum didn't want the camera to kena water XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf3dJ7k0I/AAAAAAAAAsI/6_sslHYLhyI/s1600-h/DSC00794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf3dJ7k0I/AAAAAAAAAsI/6_sslHYLhyI/s400/DSC00794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285853625228956482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and fast-forwarding to dinnertime! had it in the resort, as our christmas dinner for this year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf27D5x6I/AAAAAAAAAsA/FZnk-cqeR10/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf27D5x6I/AAAAAAAAAsA/FZnk-cqeR10/s400/DSC00798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285853616076867490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;buffet-style! i think the containers are super cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf2qUr7MI/AAAAAAAAAr4/eBCkJyTHj9A/s1600-h/DSC00800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf2qUr7MI/AAAAAAAAAr4/eBCkJyTHj9A/s400/DSC00800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285853611583859906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf2qhz7gI/AAAAAAAAArw/c_2nPz2_W9g/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsf2qhz7gI/AAAAAAAAArw/c_2nPz2_W9g/s400/DSC00802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285853611638910466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsewgDDlZI/AAAAAAAAAro/oEL-9ux6wCg/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsewgDDlZI/AAAAAAAAAro/oEL-9ux6wCg/s400/DSC00803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285852406234715538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsewZE47jI/AAAAAAAAArg/HRCJ4BNmFCE/s1600-h/DSC00804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsewZE47jI/AAAAAAAAArg/HRCJ4BNmFCE/s400/DSC00804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285852404363357746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsewNhaZvI/AAAAAAAAArY/YFHGUS6xkfg/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsewNhaZvI/AAAAAAAAArY/YFHGUS6xkfg/s400/DSC00805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285852401261766386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsevuzj6ZI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AsRFbKQGWxc/s1600-h/DSC00806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsevuzj6ZI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AsRFbKQGWxc/s400/DSC00806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285852393016387986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsevUr6gwI/AAAAAAAAArI/9uTD5gYCZlU/s1600-h/DSC00807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsevUr6gwI/AAAAAAAAArI/9uTD5gYCZlU/s400/DSC00807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285852386004992770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc6YVPnhI/AAAAAAAAArA/foVIrpRlCeU/s1600-h/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc6YVPnhI/AAAAAAAAArA/foVIrpRlCeU/s400/DSC00809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285850376938954258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc5y8Kb9I/AAAAAAAAAqw/-kk5imkzMfM/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc5y8Kb9I/AAAAAAAAAqw/-kk5imkzMfM/s400/DSC00840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285850366901645266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and after dinner, the senior citizens and little children under 12 had to go sleep, while the rest of us went for karaoke :D but due to the generation gap, i was just stoning because i couldn't understand any of the chinese songs, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc6Gk9oaI/AAAAAAAAAq4/f0pXAwIufGE/s1600-h/DSC00812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc6Gk9oaI/AAAAAAAAAq4/f0pXAwIufGE/s400/DSC00812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285850372173046178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some weird alcholic drink that is supposed to 'pop' in your mouth or something. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc5nKGb3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/b9Jmg_fa_5k/s1600-h/DSC00833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc5nKGb3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/b9Jmg_fa_5k/s400/DSC00833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285850363738877810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is the BALONGLONG! haha, i think its some kind of fruit, and everyone was eating it, despite the ultra spastic name ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up sleeping at 12 plus on the first day, after watching christmas shows on disney channel XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc5YF54NI/AAAAAAAAAqg/fFSEFY4KsfI/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsc5YF54NI/AAAAAAAAAqg/fFSEFY4KsfI/s400/DSC00818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285850359694745810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BREAKFAST in the morning rocked!! yes, because there were samosas!! i shall let you guess how many i had in total, wahaha ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsayhaERVI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qgDxRrJ8NCI/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsayhaERVI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qgDxRrJ8NCI/s400/DSC00819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285848042912892242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the super nice omelete stuffed with mushrooms and cheese and carrots and i-forgot-what-else (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsayMloLOI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/66mA1aS9ZEs/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsayMloLOI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/66mA1aS9ZEs/s400/DSC00820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285848037324238050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsaxyGs9kI/AAAAAAAAAqI/jUscVifyUwQ/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsaxyGs9kI/AAAAAAAAAqI/jUscVifyUwQ/s400/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285848030215206466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsaxifFApI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ptrBojNZIdQ/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsaxifFApI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ptrBojNZIdQ/s400/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285848026022478482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we went to play at the beach afterwards! the waves are really quite funny, because they keep changing! so they can come up to your ankles at first, then suddenly spash all the way up to your thighs without warning. and we all ended up getting wet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a tour afterwards, where we went around the island, and visiting the temple there. i was sleeping throughout the bus ride, so didn't take any pictures again, oops :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsaxS0Jp4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/EUEwgOGgAeo/s1600-h/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsaxS0Jp4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/EUEwgOGgAeo/s400/DSC00828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285848021815895938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stopped by this huge keropok shop! nothing in there except keropok and chips, which we all spammed, haha :D and we bought a total of 7 big bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZutI8Y5I/AAAAAAAAApw/2n0AKvQgViI/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZutI8Y5I/AAAAAAAAApw/2n0AKvQgViI/s400/DSC00830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285846877831193490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the souvenier shops are quite cute too, lots of carved animals and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZuTitxKI/AAAAAAAAApo/4ZOEEAuN_YE/s1600-h/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZuTitxKI/AAAAAAAAApo/4ZOEEAuN_YE/s400/DSC00834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285846870959965346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had lunch at A&amp;amp;W, which is batam's version of macs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZuHxrUII/AAAAAAAAApg/692sexRhvRM/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZuHxrUII/AAAAAAAAApg/692sexRhvRM/s400/DSC00835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285846867801493634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;frighteningly fatty fast food (alliteration here, haha!) the root beer was super nice, i didn't get to try their float though ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZtr4invI/AAAAAAAAApY/XBgXofeoj_4/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZtr4invI/AAAAAAAAApY/XBgXofeoj_4/s400/DSC00836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285846860314091250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and ice cream WAFFLE! yes, it looks kinda gross in this pictures cos most of the chocolate melted already XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped for a while there, because the things were fairly cheap :D you can get a nice tee for only 5 dollars there, yay. but joanne was able to spend less than 5o dollars, mwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZtceNTcI/AAAAAAAAApQ/pNt9t5CmZNQ/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsZtceNTcI/AAAAAAAAApQ/pNt9t5CmZNQ/s400/DSC00841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285846856177110466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and when we got back to the resort, we ended up at the pool again! this is the super nice potato chips sold there, which apparently has zero saturated fats, cos its made fully from tapioca or something ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYbeT-B8I/AAAAAAAAApI/kHC-iSlNi6w/s1600-h/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYbeT-B8I/AAAAAAAAApI/kHC-iSlNi6w/s400/DSC00843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285845447921764290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we also got to drink/eat coconut too! the people working at the resort actually pick coconuts from the trees around the resort everyday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYbNVg5MI/AAAAAAAAApA/SHDCWuPbNtY/s1600-h/DSC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYbNVg5MI/AAAAAAAAApA/SHDCWuPbNtY/s400/DSC00845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285845443364840642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;salad, with too little veggies and too much olive oil =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYav4YEGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/M5cKhglB16Q/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYav4YEGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/M5cKhglB16Q/s400/DSC00848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285845435457998946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the sea looks very different during low tide, i think. more scary cos all the rocks are exposed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYaRWwJ6I/AAAAAAAAAow/Qak-LWwjqx0/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYaRWwJ6I/AAAAAAAAAow/Qak-LWwjqx0/s400/DSC00851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285845427263907746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we also walked along the jetty, which was about 1 km long (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYaEUET_I/AAAAAAAAAoo/ZmM_RWhWJY4/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsYaEUET_I/AAAAAAAAAoo/ZmM_RWhWJY4/s400/DSC00853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285845423762984946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2RQVAMiI/AAAAAAAAAog/yqBjR9tJMRw/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2RQVAMiI/AAAAAAAAAog/yqBjR9tJMRw/s400/DSC00856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284893095299658274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pagoda-like island bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2RD0zCVI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Yj7kWPXSyCc/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2RD0zCVI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Yj7kWPXSyCc/s400/DSC00858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284893091943352658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when we got back, my little cousin was still trying to finish up all the leftover coconut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2QikbX6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6-2lDghEmD8/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2QikbX6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6-2lDghEmD8/s400/DSC00863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284893083016322978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SANDCASTLES!!! (the best thing you can do at the beach, with the exception of observing beach bunnies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2QcgwiCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/HimZLlUxzT4/s1600-h/DSC00864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2QcgwiCI/AAAAAAAAAoI/HimZLlUxzT4/s400/DSC00864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284893081390319650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the first try was already a success, mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2P-xSXGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/IGftf3nZSO0/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVe2P-xSXGI/AAAAAAAAAoA/IGftf3nZSO0/s400/DSC00865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284893073406581858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too bad we didn't have time to build a few more, cos it was already getting dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepWcxjQZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2XLKeKrNYfA/s1600-h/DSC00867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepWcxjQZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2XLKeKrNYfA/s400/DSC00867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878890888806802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yep, and dinner was teppenyakki! i know i keep posting pictures of food, but i can't help it! this was my favourite part of the trip, actually :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepVsSngLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hVykCulikyw/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepVsSngLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hVykCulikyw/s400/DSC00868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878877874159794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepVYcb2vI/AAAAAAAAAno/sR3LVI0jY1s/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepVYcb2vI/AAAAAAAAAno/sR3LVI0jY1s/s400/DSC00869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878872546630386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepU1aNeqI/AAAAAAAAAng/uWarTsb8oec/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepU1aNeqI/AAAAAAAAAng/uWarTsb8oec/s400/DSC00873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878863142058658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepUZM2t1I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ljwezQ6GTtQ/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVepUZM2t1I/AAAAAAAAAnY/ljwezQ6GTtQ/s400/DSC00876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284878855569848146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen495WdQI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/sogFHbSbSHQ/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen495WdQI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/sogFHbSbSHQ/s400/DSC00877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284877284872189186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen4mr_U9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/2ow9-Je0ON0/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen4mr_U9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/2ow9-Je0ON0/s400/DSC00879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284877278642131922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen4FSwuaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/xr291h8fVuE/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen4FSwuaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/xr291h8fVuE/s400/DSC00880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284877269677947298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen33gobWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/4h71L9LK8cU/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen33gobWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/4h71L9LK8cU/s400/DSC00881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284877265978027362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen3lqefyI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nJyTWXN49GU/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVen3lqefyI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nJyTWXN49GU/s400/DSC00882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284877261187481378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemY4OBBDI/AAAAAAAAAmo/a7_SaB6fWAI/s1600-h/DSC00889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemY4OBBDI/AAAAAAAAAmo/a7_SaB6fWAI/s400/DSC00889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284875634080810034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemYnVSHtI/AAAAAAAAAmg/u5yWbzOmkZY/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemYnVSHtI/AAAAAAAAAmg/u5yWbzOmkZY/s400/DSC00887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284875629547888338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemYf5E5eI/AAAAAAAAAmY/F6v0eHw0UR8/s1600-h/DSC00886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemYf5E5eI/AAAAAAAAAmY/F6v0eHw0UR8/s400/DSC00886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284875627550533090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh and halfway through, this bunch of people came in suddenly and started playing music. haha, but it was really funny because they could sing english songs with an AMERICAN accent, but they couldn't speak english. i think its quite impressive! but when they started singing chinese songs with a china accent, i was completely stunned O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemYMph2kI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-8V_AdUcDC0/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemYMph2kI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/-8V_AdUcDC0/s400/DSC00884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284875622385048130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and to clean the grill, they actually dumped a huge pile of ice on it! the result was lots and lots of steam/smoke ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemXgXJ1CI/AAAAAAAAAmI/pCm2X0w3gww/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVemXgXJ1CI/AAAAAAAAAmI/pCm2X0w3gww/s400/DSC00883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284875610496816162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelQmZsvxI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Mpat8MlzwgI/s1600-h/DSC00891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelQmZsvxI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Mpat8MlzwgI/s400/DSC00891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284874392347393810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the third day, we didn't do anything much, except the usual breakfast and walking around (: took a walk with my maid, grandpa and grandma around the resort, next to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and while walking, my maid suddenly decided to go into the sea to pick shellfish! it was high tide, so only the top of the rocks were exposed. haha, it was quite scary to crawl over the rocks, and we got quite wet! grandma keep shouting "小心！" cos we were going deeper and deeper in. yup, but in the end, we managed to pick up lots of shellfish and it was really fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch afterwards, and walked around some more while the rest went back for karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelQ6TH58I/AAAAAAAAAlo/EVZ8UG6CLiU/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelQ6TH58I/AAAAAAAAAlo/EVZ8UG6CLiU/s400/DSC00893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284874397688522690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then it was time to go home T_T the ferry we took back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelSJFvGmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/E72uXX_hAvI/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelSJFvGmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/E72uXX_hAvI/s400/DSC00899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284874418838772322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for the sake of taking a few last pictures, i went to sit on the upper deck! (which was where all the smokers were, haha.) it was super rocky though, so i didn't dare to stand up XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelRn74gjI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2zpaKKV-wtY/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelRn74gjI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2zpaKKV-wtY/s400/DSC00897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284874409939075634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelRWVLkaI/AAAAAAAAAlw/PDDjyqkcWXQ/s1600-h/DSC00896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVelRWVLkaI/AAAAAAAAAlw/PDDjyqkcWXQ/s400/DSC00896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284874405213344162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this looks kind of like a haunted house from far, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, and that's about all! i got a grand total of 22 insect bites from the trip, so there are little red marks all over my arms, legs and even face now =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: batam was really more fun than i thought! so now, i'm off to finish writing some psl thingy. shall come back later again to blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(posted this on 31 dec, when i finally finished writing the humongously long post!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-7102416241056810830?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7102416241056810830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7102416241056810830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-yay-i-just-got-back-shall-edit-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SVsnGASxEZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/V3anpWhUSW4/s72-c/DSC00700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5524367662542872535</id><published>2008-12-24T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:08:33.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm supposed to be packing now, but there's time for a quick post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, today was great!! :D i am super tempted to start writing a long essay on it now, haha. walking, talking, FOOD and camwhoring! shall post the pics next time, good luck to cher and jinwen for uploading all the photos on bp, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summary: i really really love you girls. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to indonesia tmr! and i just found out it's going to be 3 days, not 2. what other kuku-head would only find out about this 1 day before the trip?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-5524367662542872535?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5524367662542872535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5524367662542872535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-supposed-to-be-packing-now-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-3139952178542926303</id><published>2008-12-23T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:52:19.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm posting this in self-defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yinghui, you are right, i AM going to KILL you! and nicholas too. state your choice of graveyard/cemetery, limited to singapore only, as well as the colour of your tombstone. the deathdate has already been confirmed by me, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, no more posting of the following keywords:&lt;br /&gt;joanne, manliness, screaming, ******.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND REMOVE ALL OTHER RELATED PICTURES! (i'm talking about that one.) @#$%^&amp;amp;, i'm serious! i might get angry, you know. and when i get angry, i get nasty. and when i get nasty, i get MANLY. which might lead to me posting geekhan's photo here, with some extra edits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thanks for today janice, it was fun! take care of yourself, and rest well :D okay, i shall update again next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. my house tee is ruined, thanks to OG banner painting! boohoo ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-3139952178542926303?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3139952178542926303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3139952178542926303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-posting-this-in-self-defense.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8051583876589625255</id><published>2008-12-21T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:19:46.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, today was so fun! yep, but i can't post about it now, cos i'm super sleepy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon: OG banner painting + hws outing (:&lt;br /&gt;tue: movie with janice &amp;amp; doria (hooray!!)&lt;br /&gt;wed: CHRISTMAS EVE with buggy and gang!&lt;br /&gt;thu: indonesia ): ):&lt;br /&gt;fri: STILL indonesia ): ):&lt;br /&gt;sat: SLEEP SLEEP AND SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;sun - tue: debate camp (omg.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll have time to post about them one by one, or they'll be squeezed into one gi-normous post again =O oh, and i still owe stressball the swap-eyes post, , haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 8 presents i got from the previous x4 post was really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiawei&lt;/span&gt;: being bored isn't an excuse for a present like that, lol! xD be more creative, think MANLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jn&lt;/span&gt;: hahaha, that looks like the colour of my current jacket. and also of...  *refers to your last tag ;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nick&lt;/span&gt;: omg, i seriously WISH that was real! you could give me yours though. *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cher&lt;/span&gt;: oh wow, is that your random disease in action again? to be honest, i'd rather have a hamster ;D i'm still waiting for pj's xiaobai and xiaohei to 'get to work!' what breed is that rock anw??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hamai&lt;/span&gt;: that totally kills my manliness! i think i'd rather see YOU wearing it though. MWAHAHA xD *nosebleed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started getting christmas presents from ppl already, but i shall wait till christmas before opening them (according to janice's advice, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. oh, and i've been a really good boy this year, right? *angelic smile* therefore, santa claus, i DEMAND a present from you this year, or i'll kidnap rudolf the reindeer and put him in a zoo. (read: in the same cage as the polar bears.) PLEASE GET ME A YOSHI(SHI) BECAUSE THEY ARE ALMOST EXTINCT IN SINGAPORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's all. my nice, warm, cosy, lovable and bouncy bed is calling for me now, have to go! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8051583876589625255?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8051583876589625255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8051583876589625255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/haha-today-was-so-fun-yep-but-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-7261868160645529855</id><published>2008-12-20T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:49:46.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yep, the last post of the year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this year;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="more" class="asset-more"&gt;                                         &lt;h3&gt;1.What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?&lt;/h3&gt;    &lt;h3&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last year's resolutions were:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keep my room tidy&lt;/strong&gt;. erm, not exactly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tidy&lt;/span&gt;, but its an improvement :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pass napfa&lt;/strong&gt;. Yep! i passed, but by school standards, i still had to retake ): @#$%$#@ !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mug harder! &lt;/strong&gt;omg, no. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be happier&lt;/strong&gt;. i think so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For 2007:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep early!&lt;/strong&gt; or i'll suffer severe growth retardation, and have huge panda eyes for life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pass napfa&lt;/strong&gt;. Yep! i passed, but by school standards, i still had to retake ): @#$%$#@ !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mug harder! &lt;/strong&gt;omg, no. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be happier&lt;/strong&gt;. i think so :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;h3&gt;3. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i miss cher! there's no one to bug me, no one to smack me, no one to whine to me :D and no one for me to bully, haha. and i miss your midnight msgs, GET YOUR PHONE FIXED SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hmm, my great-grandma? she was 93 though, that's quite a ripe old age (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PAHANG! that was for camp, and it was really memorable! :D oh, and batam too! (refer to the previous post, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2009?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A wife!!! an official one, of course! :D any applicants? i'm okay with any age, height, weight, nationality or marital status, don't worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;7. What date(s) from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;haha, i have a bad memory for dates! but i think lots of stuff happened this year i won't ever forget, such as orientation, pahang, psl tranings, sunrice, and the outings with cher jinwen and huimin, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i guess, my chemistry marks? hahaha, i think everything else was as good as i could possibly wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;lots of flu, but other than that, not really :D lots of people seem to have sprained their foot this year :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;YOSHI MY DARLING SOFT TOY! which i've been waiting for all my life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;12. Whose behaviour merited celebration?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;my mum, for not having abandoned me in some orphanage by now :D that's really very 伟大，considering i'm such a bad and noisy kid, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;13. Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;sarah palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*cough* feeding my insatiable appetite of course! haha, of course eating should never stop (: I LOVE FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hmm, i can't tell you :D but right now, i'm pretty excited right now about the countdown!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2008?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If I Were A Boy -Beyonce (: haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;happier or sadder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;happier by 120%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dt&gt;thinner or fatter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;a lot fatter, &lt;150%!&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;richer or poorer?&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;neither nor i guess! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;18. What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;mugging before the eoys? training before napfa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;19. What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Playing World of Warcraft. Though I've only played it a bit these past two weeks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;20. How will you be spending New Year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;with my family, maybe choinging homework too :X okay, just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;21. Who deleted question 21?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.edwardmonkton.com/gallery06.php"&gt;omg,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2006?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;yup!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;23. How many one-night stands?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;24. What was your favourite TV programme?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Doctor Who wins again, as does Family Guy. I haven't been watching much TV this year, to be honest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i hate santa claus! where's my present, old man?? you fake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;26. What was the best book you read?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;THE WEE FREE MEN! it gets nicer and more sadistic the more you read it :D wee free men are the emblem of manliness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i think i finally have a life now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a pet yoshi that i asked santa for (refer to question 25.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;30. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MADAGASCAR 2!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yea, shake it! Shake it! Oh, I'm a lady. I'm a lady, everyone! I'm a lady...not really it's me, King Julian. Which of you is attracted to me? Hands up!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;King Julian: In flight slave!&lt;br /&gt;Penguin: Uh...yes, master?&lt;br /&gt;King Julian: Bring me my nuts on a silver platter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hmm, out for dinner, and some shopping! also went for some boat ride thingy, wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;32.What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the people around me :D thanks for everything this year! you people fill my life with lots of fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MORE MANLY! and perhaps a lot more black and white, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;34. What kept you sane?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;the same things that made me insane in the first place! specifically, my mad, bad friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;again, obama. i mean, what else would i know about politics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;37. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hahaha, i have so many that i can't list them all! but okay, i'd say 08v11 collectively (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006.&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That's quite hard because to be honest this year hasn't been hugely interesting - no big events or major crises. Unless anyone knows a song about life being normal, not particularly eventful and neither really great nor really bad.&lt;/p&gt;                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-7261868160645529855?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7261868160645529855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7261868160645529855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/yep-last-post-of-year-d-this-year-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-2201729527124856678</id><published>2008-12-19T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:43:12.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cut my lip, ow! now its all red and i look like a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpJN2ykCzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DQshTbB2m4A/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpJN2ykCzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DQshTbB2m4A/s200/fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281114015440046898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(haha, maybe not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went christmas shopping, and found some nice presents, yay! but haven't found one for gift exchange yet, have to go to j8 again to look for it. haha, i think christmas decorations get nice every year, esp at ang mo kio hub! &amp;amp; j8's food junction has lots of really good stuff, took these pictures while eating there with my brothers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOBnmFCUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pv9SXydMGRM/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOBnmFCUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pv9SXydMGRM/s200/DSC00634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281119302760859970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;paper prata! it looks kinda like a christmas hat, haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOBcm8QbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/foDukCmmUOQ/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOBcm8QbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/foDukCmmUOQ/s200/DSC00635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281119299811688882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and omelette rice, which is really really really tasty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something else that i forgot to post last week, about the ICES tour with karen at jurong island. it took us 1 hour to get there from jurong mrt station cos of all the security checks, haha. too bad we couldn't take any pics of the labs, so these are the two taken on the bus (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOAu4OIHI/AAAAAAAAAjY/_wQWJGj9L8w/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOAu4OIHI/AAAAAAAAAjY/_wQWJGj9L8w/s200/DSC00649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281119287536132210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOA3r5dGI/AAAAAAAAAjg/M0__fgA29us/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpOA3r5dGI/AAAAAAAAAjg/M0__fgA29us/s200/DSC00651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281119289900364898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think its very cool, cos everywhere you look, there are lots of machines and stuff! there was also this strong smell of oil that was quite choking, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpQjZDsQ3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/VDUlQIkFVZc/s1600-h/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpQjZDsQ3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/VDUlQIkFVZc/s200/DSC00653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281122081997341554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we went to popular for a little while afterwards, and we saw this book with very nice illustrations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 1 last pic! on the way to school for ogl training with janice, we saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpQjp2bDpI/AAAAAAAAAkI/aNRvrHsxlTg/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpQjp2bDpI/AAAAAAAAAkI/aNRvrHsxlTg/s200/DSC00655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281122086505090706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, i think its quite funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think that's all i need to post! i'm going to eat my dinner part 2 now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-2201729527124856678?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2201729527124856678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2201729527124856678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/cut-my-lip-ow-now-its-all-red-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUpJN2ykCzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/DQshTbB2m4A/s72-c/fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5310365260678240964</id><published>2008-12-18T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:15:46.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sleepy now, but not very vey sleepy. so if i sleep now, i'll have lots of dreams later! which is bad, haha. so i shall stay awake a little while more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if my heart had a face, it would be smiling now. &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/6651572698835054969-5310365260678240964?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5310365260678240964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5310365260678240964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-sleepy-now-but-not-very-vey-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-2368991046293982824</id><published>2008-12-17T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T05:04:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUf7ex2RrjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/NVMdZ31w_ak/s1600-h/121608455_99bdb7dd72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUf7ex2RrjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/NVMdZ31w_ak/s200/121608455_99bdb7dd72.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280465594310831666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(found this picture in my comp! used it for war &amp;amp; peace brochure thingy, but i guess its appropriate to put it here too :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness! i'm posting so late! but nvm, i think i'm still high from all the og stuff yesterday/today. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna update on that, but i can't! wroar... have to go sleep now. and yay, debate's cancelled tmr/today, whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHNO I THINK I'M GOING HALF MAD FROM HIGH-NESS! can't sleep, can't eat (even though my dad got nice nice durian puffs!) can't even breathe without half laughing. red bull kills, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thinking about what happened makes me go nuts. its so dumb that i feel like screaming, even though its 2am x_x and while typing this, i'm thinking about it again!!! ohmyholyrollypollyollie, if this goes on i'll never get any sleep for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and random things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAC I WANT MY STEAK NOW! wahaha. and it turns out i could have gone with you on wed too! so SATURDAY COME QUICKK...and really hope you get the job! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher, no kbox. NO NO NO NO NO. i will boycott for sure. wroar, and you still go convince jinwen! boohoo :( i think we'll just all end up sitting around, while you zi high or something, lol :D i'd rather go somewhere where we can do butt smacking stuff :K. say yes!! oh, and i'm all red now, like you. the sun is a baddie, like you too! omg, i suddenly feel like msging you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mum: WHYWHYWHY indonesia? why!? its a beach, and you know i will just end up sitting in the shade and refusing to budge! ARGH. and then i'll get burnt to crisp and you will have to carry me home in a plastic bag. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS NANA! for your fantabulous results, hoho! so imba, still say you will fail :D gong xi, must treat me to ice cream now, MWAHAHA! and actually you owe me another ice cream for *ahem* pang-sehhing me for some samuel look-alike guy! haha, what would baa baa say? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pannapat chanyarungrojn, why that particular present!?!? insulting my gender again, roar! i haven't forgotten the birthday one yet. *cough* wait for your turn, i'll get something scandalous for you! *insert evil-entity laugh here!* like *cough* ji----...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressball is a rubbish chute! since you are forever swallowing all the crap that i spout. but you know i won't stop, haha :D haha, i think that's another one of your life missions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen baobei, dun worry about homework, its just pieces of paper :D plus you will finish them on time for sure, given your hardworking-ness! jiayou (: and i seriously think i'm in a more dire homework crisis than you, ohno :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick, ohmyholymollyrollypollyollie has special meaning :D it means oh, my holy molly rolly polly ollie. do you get it? not complicated at all right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`&lt;br /&gt;oh, &amp;amp; lets play hangman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ U _ U _ (oosh, oosh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-2368991046293982824?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2368991046293982824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/2368991046293982824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/found-this-picture-in-my-comp-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SUf7ex2RrjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/NVMdZ31w_ak/s72-c/121608455_99bdb7dd72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8633942008089349695</id><published>2008-12-14T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T03:55:36.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee! so late now, and i'm not sleeping yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OGL TRAINING IS TMR. holymollyrollypollyollie, hours of non-stop&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;physical&lt;/span&gt; activities. i'm going to die of exhuastion. but at least i'll get to go to school with janice (: woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was blog-hopping today! and finally found blog links of hws people on 5A'04, hooray! now i can just copy+paste off the html without writing out the codes myself (which is just hopeless, haha.) they are finally up now, after months of procrastinating, as usual xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its almost year end! 2 weeks left to go, argh ): i guess i'll be writing a post about '08 and stuff :D but at least there will still be loads to things to look forward to during the last 2 weeks, which will involve meeting lots of people that i really miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x OGL training&lt;br /&gt;o ILLUMUS outing! sentosa, yay (:&lt;br /&gt;x hws outing (not so sure about this one x_x)&lt;br /&gt;o going out with buggy and peeps!&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;indonesia~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o v11 christmas gathering :D&lt;br /&gt;x debate camp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i really hope the year will end off on a great note! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days till christmas, so just for fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-mychristmastree-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="width: 440px; height: 320px;" data="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/christmasgifter.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="440" align="middle" height="320"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="width" value="440"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="height" value="320"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="owner_name=Joanne&amp;amp;pyzam_toy_id=3532659"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/christmasgifter.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="align" value="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so random xD but i probably won't have time to post for the next few days, so please help me keep this blog alive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMjkyODM4NzUwMzEmcHQ9MTIyOTI4Mzg4NzA*NiZwPTM5MDEmZD1mbGFzaHRveXMmZz*xJnQ9Jm89ZGM1MDFkMWY1N2JmNGI2MWI5MDc2ZDcyODczMTZlNmM=.gif" width="0" border="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8633942008089349695?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8633942008089349695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8633942008089349695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/wheeee-2am-now-and-im-not-sleeping-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-3347371398854652009</id><published>2008-12-13T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:46.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found this saved as a draft in blogger! its from sometime ago, though i never posted it :X i must have been abnormal while writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;argh, i've been feeling weird since i woke up this morning. weird as in the woof-woof kind, not the joanne-is-manly type, which isn't even weird to begin with, but still somewhat weird because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a few &lt;/span&gt;people disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it started in the morning. when i was stomping around at home, getting onto everybody's nerves. and when my maid yelled at me to stop pacing around cos it made her head spin, in addition to being noisy. its not my fault, it's because of those green fluffy bedroom slippers i was wearing. it has those white plastic bottoms that squeak when they hit the floor. so while i was stomping around, my slippers were squeaking their beaks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomp squeak stomp squeak &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BANG&lt;/span&gt; stomp squeak stomp squeak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that bang was when i hit my head against the fridge. i can still feel the bump. ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the point. so thanks to my sleep cycle and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BANG&lt;/span&gt;, i've been feeling weird. oh, like distorted reality. when reality gets distorted. which probably happens when people get sucked into black holes and out of their orbit. but that probably isn't the case for me, since i've been orbiting around the same spot in my room for hours now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the bus this morning. morning as in after 8, when the sun is bright enough for you to see out of the window without having to wince at leftover hair gel on the window pane, from the last hair-follicle-challenged individual. who plomps a tubful of fake silicon on his head each morning,  boards the bus, and promptly falls aseep against the window, leaving streaks of dandruff-coated algae patches on it, causing the next person much emotional distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily my seat was next to a window that was mercifully fake-silicon-dandruff-coated-algae-patch free. too bad it actually turned out to be not so lucky after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because bishan is a dog-obsessed neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means that every morning, tons of people take their little poodles (etc.) out for walks, and also to clear their digestive tracts of indigestible doggie waste. so when you look out of the window, the view is honestly quite fantastic. little doggies on leashes running on those imported grassy patches among newly planted trees (that are still anchored to metal poles, cos the national environmental agency is afraid that the trees will fall over in bad weather, thereby crushing some poor cab passing by, incurring the wrath of the citicab company who happens to be located in bishan, leading to a court case in which both parties will just pay through their noses for legal fees, and the newspapers will have a field day because they now have front page news that is uniquely singaporean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite interesting to note that half the dog owners don't clean up after their doggies answer nature's call. so basically, the clean-and-green look of our lovely bishan estate is a facade. and those advertisements on TV screening little kiddies running around on lush green fields, with wide colgate smiles, bossini tees and giordana junior jeans are therefore just special effects, since i highly doubt anyone, innocent kids included, will be happy romping around on doggie-excretion-covered grassy patches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'm kind of lucky bishan is far from school, since i board the bus at 6am, when its still dark. without the lovely view of pooping doggies and gel painted window panes. now you know why i love living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i'm trying to stop thinking now. because the more i think,  the more ridiculous i feel, and weirder i get. speaking of which, its psychologically proven that the harder you try not to think of something, the more you think of it. i think its called the pink rhinoceros test. its hard to NOT think about a pink rhinoceros, if i tell you: "a pink rhinoceros does not exist. DON'T. THINK. ABOUT. A. PINK. RHINOCEROS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think a pink rhinoceros would be cute. provided you remove the horns first of course, because you wouldn't want a horny pink rhino coming at you for sure. forget the colour, its not even of the same &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;species&lt;/span&gt;. on second thought though, if you remove the horns, the pink rhino would be a rhino anymore, it'll just be pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now's probably a nice time to rant about pink. pink is NOT unmanly! its just a colour, like papaya whip and peach puff (WHICH ARE ALSO COLOURS, I GOOGLED IT AND CHECKED! :D reference: http://www.yaelf.com/colour.shtml.) but let's have a compromise. i agree that pink MAY be unmanly. a pink hairband is unmanly. a pink dress is MORE unmanly. a pink nail polish is MOST unmanly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT a pink piggy bag is not unmanly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop thinking now, before i tip over the brink of sanity. I NEED TO CLEANSE MY MIND. MY POOR ACHING BRAIN. i think i know why its aching though. imagine it like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logical part of my brain::&lt;br /&gt;oi! you siao arh, why the @#$%&amp;amp; are you thinking of @#$%&amp;amp; stuff like that when you should be doing your @#$%&amp;amp; homework!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insane part of my brain::&lt;br /&gt;you shut up! i'm having a holiday now, while joanne is still having a mental breakdown. besides, i'm not used quite as often as i SHOULD be. given my intellectual capacities, i would OWN/PWN you in terms of IQ, mister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logical POMB::&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't @#$%&amp;amp; notice, we are ONE entity. the SAME thing. and IQ your @#$%&amp;amp; lah, your IQ equals my IQ, geddit!? you are so retarded, i feel like estranging myself from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insane POMB::&lt;br /&gt;hello. i quote you: "the SAME thing". you actually think you can disown me? you should try breaking off the half million capillaries and nerves binding us together first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logical POMB::&lt;br /&gt;okay, NOW i'm @#%&amp;amp; mad. I WANT YOU TO CLEAR OFF MY @#$%&amp;amp; TERRITORY NOW! return joanne back to her conscious state of mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*logical POMB starts hacking at the blood vessels linking it to the insane POMB*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insane POMB::&lt;br /&gt;-terminated-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i'm having an actual conversation with myself. i should do that more often, maybe it'll help me evolve further and prove darwin's theory of evolution. someone could seriously just rip this off and plonk it on some psychological report on dangerous criminals. or use it in their thesis paper to prove some obscure subconscious theory by sigmund freud. who knows, since the newspapers say that psychology is now one of the most popular subjects to major in. thoughi'll never take it, since i am not even fit to discuss my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basic&lt;/span&gt; psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;omg, i feel crazy just reading this. i must have been mugging LA at that time :/ it sounds like a totally different person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really DO suffer from schizophrenia, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-3347371398854652009?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3347371398854652009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3347371398854652009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/found-this-saved-as-draft-in-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-4259830060329055648</id><published>2008-12-11T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:36:43.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exactly 15 days left till christmas! and my favourite xmas song hasn't changed since last year, haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scroll down for the auto-play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Santa, Can You Hear Me&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Last night I took a walk in the snow&lt;br /&gt;Couples holding hands, places to go&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everyone but me is in love&lt;br /&gt;Santa, can you hear me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;I sign my letter that I sealed with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;I send it off and just said this&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly what I want this year&lt;br /&gt;Santa, can you hear me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want my baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want someone to love me someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe, maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Be all my own in a big red bow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Santa, can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here&lt;br /&gt;He's all I want just for me&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas Eve, I just can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Will I be wrong for taking a peek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause that I heard that you're coming to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa, can you hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I really that hope you're on your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With something special for me in your sleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh please make my wish come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa, can you hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I want my baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I want someone to love me someone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Maybe, maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We'll be all alone under the mistletoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Santa, can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here&lt;br /&gt;He's all I want just for me&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;I hope my letter reaches you in time&lt;br /&gt;Bring me a love that I can call all mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have been so good this year&lt;br /&gt;Can't be alone under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;He's all i want in a big red bow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Santa, can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here&lt;br /&gt;He's all I want, just for me&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Santa, that's my only wish this year&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh Santa, can you hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well he's all I want just for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Santa, that's my only wish this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas colours! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-4259830060329055648?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4259830060329055648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4259830060329055648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/exactly-15-days-left-till-christmas-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-1060769862556733468</id><published>2008-12-09T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:50:47.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, dory's quiz! haha, after a week of procrastinating!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and Regulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged, and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) No tag back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts about me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i'm manly! not sure if this constitutes a 'little known fact', but it's the first impression i want to create xD and no, i'm not gender-challenged because i WAS a male, AM a male, and WILL BE a male. and if you don't agree, you are visually challanged, MWAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i fall asleep very easily. regardless of the time or place :D so i oversleep a lot on buses and trains. in fact, it counts on a weekly basis x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) no one outside my family has ever seen my baby pics before! (except for yinghui &amp;amp; weeleng, but that's only because you people crashed my house before i had the chance to hide that photoframe!) if anyone saw it, i'd be embarassed to death. i'm not sure how it will actually happen, but trust me, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) yoshi rocks :D enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) i sleep with 5 soft toys on my bed; tigger senior, tigger junior, winnie ball, tata bear and of course, yoshishi xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) i move around a lot when i sleep. especially if i have bad dreams, where i will struggle and fight with my own pink blanket :X so there's at least 1 casualty-of-war out of my 5 soft toys every night, who will end up sleeping on the cold hard floor till morning. oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) i like the smell of whiteboard markers. in fact, i used to sniff them on purpose, till someone (was it a teacher?) told me it would make my hair drop out. (holy cow!) but the only difference was that i started sniffing them in secret :X yes, i know the toxic fumes will poison my system, but its like an animal instinct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how cats are attracted by catnip, i'm addicted to markers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) despite my manliness, i have a lot of pink stuff in my room. which is the end result of having 2 brothers, and a mother who loves pink, but insists that she has outgrown it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) my dad's from malaysia, and he has a chicken farm there! haha, but those chickens aren't very interesting, since they are all fat and feathery, to the extent that they resemble feather dusters :D plus they cluck a lot. the way my dad describes it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"they eat, drink, sleep and poo at the same spot throughout their lives!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yiying, if you read this, does it constitute hobo-ing? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) i used to &lt;del&gt;hoard&lt;/del&gt; collect 5 cent coins :D shall post a picture of that huge bottle of coins one day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) when i was still a toddler, i didn't like walking! so i used to whine until someone gave in and carried me instead. because of that, my legs never had any muscles, which is why my cousins used to call me tweety bird. ohmyholymollyrollypollyollie, that's so embarassing to admit T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, writing all this out actually makes me hesitant to post it! arrgh, but i guess that's the whole point of the quiz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you're tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jinwen&lt;br /&gt;2. Huimin&lt;br /&gt;3. Emily&lt;br /&gt;4. Judy&lt;br /&gt;5. Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;6. Cher&lt;br /&gt;7. Kimberley&lt;br /&gt;8. Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;9. Yinghui&lt;br /&gt;10. anyone else who wants to do this quiz! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-1060769862556733468?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1060769862556733468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1060769862556733468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-dorys-quiz-haha-after-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8015363574044484065</id><published>2008-12-09T13:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:38:24.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updating later, i'm googling funny things for jac now :D and jac, if you are reading this, i'm not putting up the marriage version because its way too sick for minors xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i found a very sweet picture of a hamster! (reminds me of the time beverly told me the photo of a beaver i found wasn't as cute as her, haha :D) scroll down for the pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*suspense*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;considered if i should put this up, since its rather private. i can't talk to anyone about this, but if i don't let out these thoughts somewhere, i'll just keep thinking about it. so i'm posting to get it out of my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i thought i could get over the year without feeling this way all over again. i hate doing things like this to myself, when i know it's so pointless and dumb. i hate this helpless feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't do anything for you, except say the usual cookie cutter things that we both know won't make any difference. i want to make you happy, but there's no way to start. i won't tell you to smile because i know you already are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;smiling for others to see, i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;* more suspense*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretending that nothing's bothering you in the least, even though it’s not what you need. in fact, having both of us pretending to be happy just for show is plain stupid. i can't even be there to listen, because you won't open up properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wanted to see if you were okay, but it would simply give you more reason to plaster on a wider smile. the last i saw, you were blended into a large group of people, smiling like you were having fun. i would have believed that, if not for what happened later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe i should approach you properly, but i don't know if you want me to. maybe i should convince you that everything will be okay, but i don't fully know what 'everything' is. at the same time, i can't leave you alone, because i do know that you are upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't understand why these things happen to you. even while typing out all these, i'm half hoping you'll see it, and half hoping that you won't. whichever, it doesn't really matter anyway. if you did, you'd just tell me everything's okay. if you didn't, you'd just keep on pretending everything's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wish you would take off that smile if it makes you sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wish there was something i could do to make you feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wish everything would really turn out okay for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ST4WJv4TcFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YKS0VDgubFI/s1600-h/akagami4jm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/ST4WJv4TcFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YKS0VDgubFI/s200/akagami4jm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277680170052055122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its so cute, right!? makes me think 'awwwww...." hamster buffet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;which reminds me, i haven't had lunch yet. hungry ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8015363574044484065?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8015363574044484065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8015363574044484065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/updating-later-im-googling-funny-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/ST4WJv4TcFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YKS0VDgubFI/s72-c/akagami4jm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-4798995593554608215</id><published>2008-12-07T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:08:16.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jo·an·nist  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo·an·nist [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jóann yənist&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;(plural &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jo·an·nists&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  supporter of joannism: an advocate or supporter of joanne’s manliness&lt;br /&gt;2.  practicer of manly living: a participant of pro-joanne movements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.  ANTI CHE-RIST the fat buggy. (this is not a requirement, it’s a PREREQUISITE! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ref. CHERIST: practitioner of pig-rights abuse, and wenwen stealer! also PORKI-VOROUS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mid-20th century. &lt; French JOANNEHEH &lt; joanne (see joannism)]&lt;br /&gt;-jo·an·nist, adj&lt;br /&gt;-jo·an·nist·ic [jòanyə nístik], adj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encarta ® MANLY English Dictionary © &amp;amp; (P) 1993-2068 Joanne’s Corporation. All rights reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-4798995593554608215?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4798995593554608215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/4798995593554608215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/joannist-joannist-jann-ynist-plural.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-3935706980257882606</id><published>2008-12-06T23:55:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T02:48:29.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i made it to blogger before midnight, so this is still considered a saturday post! xD okay, i owe so many people posts now, haha. shall just post up the long overdue ones first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from after the IBN tour with enan, gabriel and shipei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqh74x2iYI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bZi3wWFEVT8/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqh74x2iYI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bZi3wWFEVT8/s200/DSC00527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276707963643791746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;argh, i don't have a single pic with all their heads in it! either they are looking down, or leaning back xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqh8vSu9cI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mh0ymuvRWqs/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqh8vSu9cI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mh0ymuvRWqs/s200/DSC00531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276707978277221826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shipei's head is missing again! haha, just imagine this super cute girl with a very sweet smile. (*suggestive wink! :D*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqh8agJBUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/E0_YJQ3HbRY/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqh8agJBUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/E0_YJQ3HbRY/s200/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276707972696311106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;apple pie, which we all koped from gabriel (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from last week's og lunch thingy (where only 7 people turned up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqkKk-4XeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/vmKqdISNX_0/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqkKk-4XeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/vmKqdISNX_0/s200/DSC00572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276710415051021794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay, forgot to take picture of the nice nice food! (btw, cafe cartel has this fabulous student offer thingy, haha! ICE CREAM TOO! :D) this is the leftover bread that we used to play zhong ji mi ma (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contents:&lt;br /&gt;*bread (touched by jianghan's hands! =O)&lt;br /&gt;*ketchup&lt;br /&gt;*olive oil&lt;br /&gt;*parmesan cheese flakes&lt;br /&gt;*butter&lt;br /&gt;*the super spicy chilli paste thingy! (forgot the name alr xD)&lt;br /&gt;*mustard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqkK6az3qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EWfFWG92c5U/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqkK6az3qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/EWfFWG92c5U/s200/DSC00573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276710420805312162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after every round, the person who lost had to add 1 more ingredient to the leftover bread! so by the time it got down to the last two pieces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coke&lt;br /&gt;*A LOT MORE CHILLI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i actually lost twice! thank god haven't die of food poisoning yet, mwahaha. anyway, i got to add even more ingredients to the very last piece of bread! which was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*soup&lt;br /&gt;*salad dressing&lt;br /&gt;*pasta cream sauce&lt;br /&gt;*lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74f282380628c278" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74f282380628c278%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331092091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12F3FBFF297602CE4EC63ACF14EFEBC49CB34969.7DDA2434485022FFF77198724BBD4464C71940CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74f282380628c278%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ElvOG8xQo8IhybV3AM0oVF3puY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74f282380628c278%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331092091%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12F3FBFF297602CE4EC63ACF14EFEBC49CB34969.7DDA2434485022FFF77198724BBD4464C71940CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74f282380628c278%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ElvOG8xQo8IhybV3AM0oVF3puY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheng kai, who had to eat the very last piece! that's wan swen's voice in the background:D haha, we were laughing like siao at him :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and of course, OUTING! with yinghui, chelley &amp;amp; weewee :D this is very overdue, but have to post it (in case chiaweewee comes and haunts me too! thanks yinghui, for the warning xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met at bugis, and went to have lunch at some hongkong eating place (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrGsMOBsI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_4wkHRR8LQU/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrGsMOBsI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_4wkHRR8LQU/s200/DSC00544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276718044847933122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;michelle's wombat that kept making me sneeze! so it got punished to fa-zhan next to the window watching us eat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrGVn5zqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/MUHZJHvYMfg/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrGVn5zqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/MUHZJHvYMfg/s200/DSC00545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276718038790033058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this bowl is larger than it looks! size of a football, haha. but with chiaweewee's help, managed to finish all of it (or at least the soup!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrF6oJdrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Dp0AwjD30S8/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrF6oJdrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Dp0AwjD30S8/s200/DSC00546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276718031543301810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yinghui's veggie fried rice! ARRGH, just look at those green things, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrG_k7Z4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/mly7SE-oJkk/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqrG_k7Z4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/mly7SE-oJkk/s200/DSC00543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276718050051843970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pig skin thingy in weewee's noodles. its...dripping oil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went on to mindscafe! which is a place where you can play their board games and get free flow of soft drinks for 4 hours :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqJPM1alI/AAAAAAAAAgI/JcTBPA6bAN8/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqJPM1alI/AAAAAAAAAgI/JcTBPA6bAN8/s200/DSC00548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716989093866066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, their list of forfeits on the wall! some are quite funny, click to enlarge and read xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqHjAp7UI/AAAAAAAAAgA/-XvgPYu0R_w/s1600-h/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqHjAp7UI/AAAAAAAAAgA/-XvgPYu0R_w/s200/DSC00550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716960051752258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqGy9yk6I/AAAAAAAAAfo/__In6Wz4IiE/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqGy9yk6I/AAAAAAAAAfo/__In6Wz4IiE/s200/DSC00553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716947154834338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adult players, haha! sounds darn wrong to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqHEUAgaI/AAAAAAAAAf4/HHtRRg9uHIc/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqHEUAgaI/AAAAAAAAAf4/HHtRRg9uHIc/s200/DSC00551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716951811424674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqo0c1_ewI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Yd2IwvKPTTc/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqo0c1_ewI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Yd2IwvKPTTc/s200/DSC00556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276715532467272450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqo0pAt7RI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0TpqTz-F4M0/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqo0pAt7RI/AAAAAAAAAfg/0TpqTz-F4M0/s200/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276715535733484818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was the utterly crazy game that caused me to totally embarass myself! ): cooka-doodle-doo with my mouth full of water!? haha! and i don't understand how come my reaction time is so much slower than yinghui :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqozxXa0ZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/53DvrIkKsuI/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqozxXa0ZI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/53DvrIkKsuI/s200/DSC00560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276715520796316050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqHDLUgHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/CfbY30qZHW0/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqqHDLUgHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/CfbY30qZHW0/s200/DSC00559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276716951506550898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqozC923_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/VfV6ZCZV6IU/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqozC923_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/VfV6ZCZV6IU/s200/DSC00561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276715508341071858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqozCEK5yI/AAAAAAAAAfA/NOAOVPk8_Kk/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqozCEK5yI/AAAAAAAAAfA/NOAOVPk8_Kk/s200/DSC00562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276715508099114786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqnh9sM0fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_2XmZ5PHhew/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqnh9sM0fI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_2XmZ5PHhew/s200/DSC00563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276714115355431410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqnhkt9CdI/AAAAAAAAAew/HzOJzkuBZNQ/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqnhkt9CdI/AAAAAAAAAew/HzOJzkuBZNQ/s200/DSC00564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276714108651899346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;super cute game that i'm sure yiying will like :D oh, and i actually won this game! cos it involved snatching, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqnhZAdtuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/F6CTlhn7mUo/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqnhZAdtuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/F6CTlhn7mUo/s200/DSC00565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276714105508312802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tumbling monkeys, my favourite game of the day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqng9hhWwI/AAAAAAAAAeg/tj-IkygtRlM/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqng9hhWwI/AAAAAAAAAeg/tj-IkygtRlM/s200/DSC00568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276714098130770690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was walking out of the place when i saw this! haha, can't believe people still have these on their cars xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqngvJScHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/T_wd0yGwn78/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqngvJScHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/T_wd0yGwn78/s200/DSC00569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276714094271033458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was at bugis mrt, and results are already out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dears, for such a great day! must have another one (maybe twilight movie for yinghui!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i realize i really like posting about food! hahaha xD anyway, this part is about dinner at sakura with daddy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...on second thoughts, i've decided not to post the pictures of food, or i'll get hungry again. and heaven knows i should kick the habit of eating after midnight! fat-fat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics of the place! its newly opened at admiralty park, near republic poly :D superrrr nice, esp at night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqtezlfp9I/AAAAAAAAAg4/q-Er8eb28vA/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqtezlfp9I/AAAAAAAAAg4/q-Er8eb28vA/s200/DSC00535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276720658173110226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqtfF03TVI/AAAAAAAAAhA/jf1ewADHI88/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqtfF03TVI/AAAAAAAAAhA/jf1ewADHI88/s200/DSC00536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276720663069412690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; something else quite random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqtfUZTXAI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Ctqjh1x3jyM/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqtfUZTXAI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Ctqjh1x3jyM/s200/DSC00533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276720666980342786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the same day, my brother got this ridiculously huge teddy bear phone strap! wonder how he's going to walk around with that in his pocket xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay, now for events of the week! yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;og meeting in school on wednesday, and we finally cleared up our subOG names!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ilikev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rocks! (as long as i practice pronouncing it diligently everyday...) yep, story/cheers are now finished, looking forward to banner painting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another OG lunch afterwards, but i didn't take any pics this time (: rushed back to school afterwards for debate, where i finally met our new IP coach WHO HAS A EAR STUD AND MORE FACIAL HAIR THAN YUSOF BIN ISHAK!!! (who is on our dollar bills, fyi.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least he's quite good at coaching i guess =/ haha, hope we can improve with him around, instead of the jc coach who uses the f word like free :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;RITZ CALTON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurried over to meet my mum there after debate, cos she has this company event there (: which means a free room for 2 nights, hoho! got to stay over in the hotel, which is seriously FANTASTIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more piccies which were taken using my brother's phone (mine was spoilt!) picture quality is quite low, only 2 megapix. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1Zx0n0iI/AAAAAAAAAho/6EOvNWntz4Y/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1Zx0n0iI/AAAAAAAAAho/6EOvNWntz4Y/s200/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276729367893365282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you can literally bounce off those beds, cos they are super soft! *boing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZzHzWwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/qN_PdDN-5tQ/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZzHzWwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/qN_PdDN-5tQ/s200/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276729368242248450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;44 channels on an 40-inch tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZlfMpuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bnagBanL-2Y/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZlfMpuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/bnagBanL-2Y/s200/DSC00023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276729364582278882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a full view of the city from the full length window (: too bad there was lots of construction going on, so the view was kind of spoilt xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZRYSzgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/N7noCyVwywI/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZRYSzgI/AAAAAAAAAhY/N7noCyVwywI/s200/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276729359184612866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUT THE BEST PART WAS THE BATHROOM! which was &lt;del&gt;almost as big as&lt;/del&gt; bigger than the living room, haha! all the surfaces looked so shiny and polished :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZTbsPrI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2EY7cmvMt0I/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq1ZTbsPrI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2EY7cmvMt0I/s200/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276729359735733938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a bathtub! omg, i LOVE bathtubs! there was a huge window next to it, but you can apparently just shower without pulling the blinds down., LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2xT5oxhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/l13D_Kfkbr4/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2xT5oxhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/l13D_Kfkbr4/s200/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276730871689823762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the luxury of 3 taps! one for hot water, another one for cold water. and the last one for...erm...something :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2xX6jzmI/AAAAAAAAAh4/lTiFskYuOu0/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2xX6jzmI/AAAAAAAAAh4/lTiFskYuOu0/s200/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276730872767434338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even the towels were folded so prettily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2x4UpxBI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/GbtCQFtuGpE/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2x4UpxBI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/GbtCQFtuGpE/s200/DSC00077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276730881466811410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MAJOR PROBLEM: no bubble stuff for the water! haha, so my mym just told me to dump in a whole bottle of shower gel :D and it actually worked, yay! smelt super nice too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2xyAvPmI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Q2P17r5T_G8/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2xyAvPmI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Q2P17r5T_G8/s200/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276730879772671586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and there was just about everything provided! combs, cotton buds, cotton wads, toothbrush, toothpaste, and an emery board (i don't know what that is! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2yDkmp-I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Jbtsu4xamVA/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq2yDkmp-I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Jbtsu4xamVA/s200/DSC00086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276730884486506466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, and the night view was really really nice too! can actually see the flyer, but its not in this photo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, this feels like some advertisement for ritz carton :D but i guess its not a 6-star hotel for nothing xD didn't manage to go see their pools and everything though, but i bet its super nice too! singapore should have more places like these ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and games-testing for IPO! heehee, shall not elaborate too much though, will save it for the IPO post next year :D its really fun (though very wet and dirty!) hopefully it will go over smoothly when the ip1s play it...and not get as dirty as some of us did (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some teasers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq89WxqcdI/AAAAAAAAAio/Z5smRJvCdQw/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq89WxqcdI/AAAAAAAAAio/Z5smRJvCdQw/s200/DSC00627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276737675689882066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq88zGyD7I/AAAAAAAAAig/mZWX9Xei7gA/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq88zGyD7I/AAAAAAAAAig/mZWX9Xei7gA/s200/DSC00628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276737666114785202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have fun using your active imaginations XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq-XnXSlZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1sx4T1oUkJM/s1600-h/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STq-XnXSlZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1sx4T1oUkJM/s200/DSC00630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276739226330895762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went for dinner (after showering in school ^.^), and someBODY *ahem* ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;3&lt;/span&gt; bowls of rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///E:/DCIM/100MSDCF/DSC00092.JPG" alt="" /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;VJ invites today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TH Welcomes An Obama Presidency :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the overall winner's MGS, haha. had a great time today crapping with marian, yunita and evan the bullybag (: and of course, the free macs too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon marian dear! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:19 AM):&lt;br /&gt;what did you do to my wenwen!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:20 AM):&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:20 AM):&lt;br /&gt;your wenwen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:20 AM):&lt;br /&gt;she's mine now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:20 AM):&lt;br /&gt;NOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:20 AM):&lt;br /&gt;details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:20 AM):&lt;br /&gt;who what when how!?!!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:20 AM):&lt;br /&gt;toooooo bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:21 AM):&lt;br /&gt;prepare for heartbreak joannehneh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:21 AM):&lt;br /&gt;we shared queen sized beds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:21 AM):&lt;br /&gt;had fun in a bathroom that had walls made of glass,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:21 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;had romantic heart-to-heart talks till lateeee at night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;let me see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ARGH ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;okay, the details can stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;we watched the laser light display at xing guang da dao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i said stop!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:22 AM):&lt;br /&gt;NO I SHOULD CONTINUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;where it was so cold but my strong dependable muscles protected MY wenwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;and after which,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;fat buggy. FAT BUGGY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;I PROPOSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING MENTAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;DON'T TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]♥[/c][b]cher[/b] says (2:23 AM):&lt;br /&gt;so stop claiming another man's woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;finally cleared my overdue posts! (well, most of them anyway!) haha, shall post jac's and doria's tmr for sure xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2am!!! omg, i better go sleep now. can't oversleep tmr, its an important day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if you have read up to this point, THANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-3935706980257882606?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=74f282380628c278&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3935706980257882606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3935706980257882606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-thank-god-i-made-it-to-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/STqh74x2iYI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bZi3wWFEVT8/s72-c/DSC00527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-7137923172430249327</id><published>2008-12-05T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:18:27.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VJ invites tmr! can't wait ;D shall update right after tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and realized that i left out a couple of questions from the previous quiz! yep, so plopped them back in alr xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it finally came; i just don't know if its a good thing.&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/6651572698835054969-7137923172430249327?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7137923172430249327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7137923172430249327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/vj-invites-tmr-cant-wait-d-shall-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5976079317276733210</id><published>2008-12-03T00:27:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:40:17.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XO1hQJeCNc/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XO1hQJeCNc/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, its super late now! shall do quiz!! hohoho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who's the person that tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;nickhan aka assome xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Relationship between you and her?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. it varies everytime, i think :X but mostly, friends? lol! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Three impressions of her (i think this should be changed to him? haha!)&lt;br /&gt;hmm, lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) @ss&lt;br /&gt;2) some&lt;br /&gt;3) butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol. did i rmb correctly?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, but seriously:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) good at math&lt;br /&gt;2) SHORT (i don't care how tall you are now! you'll always be short from my POV ;))&lt;br /&gt;3) somewhat gay? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;so do i have a proper reason to shove you down the toilet bowl now!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What will you say to the person you like very much?&lt;br /&gt;be my wife!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Characteristic i like about myself?&lt;br /&gt;hah!! i'm MANLY. (and don't burst my bubble! i'll just blow another one, bleah xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Characteristic i hate about myself?&lt;br /&gt;urgh. way too insecure :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. For the person whom you hate, you say?&lt;br /&gt;oi! don't make me angry k! when i'm angry, i get nasty!&lt;br /&gt;and when i get nasty, i get manly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do people feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;noisy, i guess. oops! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your crush?&lt;br /&gt;none of your beeswax! i'm talking to her right now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pass this to 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;1 Fionabanana!&lt;br /&gt;2 Buggy (no excuses, use bp!)&lt;br /&gt;3 Nickhan&lt;br /&gt;4 Huimin&lt;br /&gt;5 Yinghui&lt;br /&gt;6 Doria&lt;br /&gt;7 Valerie&lt;br /&gt;8 Rochelle&lt;br /&gt;9 ________. fill in the blanks yourself, any random person will do :D&lt;br /&gt;10 stressball! :D (don't be lazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If 5 &amp;amp; 7 were together? (Yinghui, Valerie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* as far as i know, they are both as straight as the edge of a ruler. so yeah, so chance of that! but if they knew each other, i'm pretty sure both of them would be good friends since they are both nice girls! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who does 5 like? (Yinghui)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guy from superjunior! wait, what his name again? go check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. its "Eeteuk &lt;3"!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Say something about 8 (rochelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SUPER HUGGABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who is 2? (buggy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a buggy :D now that she's back from taiwan, she's a fat buggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Talk about 3 (nickhan)&lt;br /&gt;haha, wasn't the whole part I of this quiz about him? xD reread it, heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is 10's best friend? (stressball! :D)&lt;br /&gt;erm...&lt;br /&gt;pincy, snowy, goaley, scotty &amp;amp; 20 more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who's the sexiest among all 10?&lt;br /&gt;i'd have to say 1, right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What colour does 4 like? (huimin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pInK!&lt;/span&gt; haha, my feminine little dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Is 4 single? (Huimin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i count!?! otherwise, yep. her phone number is 9XXX-XXXX. ask her out for a date! but be sure to read up on mediacorp before that, for a good first impression! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your relationship with 1? (Fionabanana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! i'm doing a quiz now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;and you are in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:55 AM):&lt;br /&gt;22. Your relationship with 1?&lt;br /&gt;(Fionabanana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;COOLIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;MATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:56 AM):&lt;br /&gt;MAKE LOVE NOT WAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. thats about it! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are 5 &amp;amp; 6 best friends? (Yinghui and Doria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope! they don't know each other. but they are really quite similar, so i think they would click very well! both go to church, like hot guys, as well as VEGGIES. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. 9's surname? (___________.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyholymollyrollypollyollie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just joking. its actually ohgeeihavenoidea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 7's nickname? (Valerie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all call her val! but if given a choice, i'd like to call her honey. ;) hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Say something to 8. (Rochelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana ads are cool!! hohoho ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Say something to help 9. (________.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get yourself a name, mister. its an act of social responsibility!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who does 1 admire? (fionabanana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baa baa! *wahahaha!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay kidding. maybe edward cullen? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Where does 1 live? (Fionabanana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near vjc! on the 10th floor of a yellow building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. 10 of them know who you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refer to below? xD&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;13. Who does 5 like?&lt;br /&gt;(Jlow)&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm... women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(taken off nick's blog.)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Say something to 6 when you see him/her. (Doria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, the way this question is phrased, i don't really have to write down what i'll say, right? xD but i'll probably ask her whether its true she really fell into a toilet bowl once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. 10's spouse? (stressball! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i tell on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, probably not! :D you owe me for this, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all! but before that, have to post this convo i had with nana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:25 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling horny now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:25 AM):&lt;br /&gt;zhen me ban!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:25 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:25 AM):&lt;br /&gt;i feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:25 AM):&lt;br /&gt;BEEEEEEEEEEEE-BOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-eeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:26 AM):&lt;br /&gt;what's that? decribe in less than 20 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:26 AM):&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:26 AM):&lt;br /&gt;horn sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:26 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;horning sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:26 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you are feeling like a horn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:26 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:26 AM):&lt;br /&gt;horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=) FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca! banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;letsletslets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;DO IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;wait. do what!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;inout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;inout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;shake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;*censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;can oso=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:27 AM):&lt;br /&gt;hockey pokey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joanne (the buttwipe!) says (12:27 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WHATS A HOCKEY POKEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[c=36]S C=)       FIONABANANAlovesЯëbëcca!                                   banana milk=squeeze you and grind me![/c] says (12:28 AM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;its poking chiah hock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. okay, have to go sleep now. goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. omg sorry dory!!! was planning to do your quiz, but the first one took too long! argh, next post. PROMISE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT TO POST THIS! I SHOULD SERIOUSLY BE SHOT FOR THIS HENIOUS CRIME! ARGH, I'M A KUKUHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wo ai ni! i know you'll read this eventually, even though you never tag :D)&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/6651572698835054969-5976079317276733210?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5976079317276733210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5976079317276733210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-its-super-late-now-shall-do-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-1462749115733993011</id><published>2008-12-01T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:33:10.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay, its stay-at-home-to-slack day! was looking for things to laugh at on google :D and found these! though i i obviously have a warped sense of humour, so it might not be funny to you, oops :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and some parts are meant to be sick, you have been warned ;)&lt;br /&gt;(i couldn't understand most of them, so you should be quite safe, i think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Men's Compact&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy laws that every man shall obey are the following:&lt;p&gt;1. Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of pizza, but not both. That's just plain mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella. No exceptions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Any man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed and eaten by his fellow partygoers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. When you are queried by a buddy's wife, girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are permitted to deny his very existence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. You may exaggerate anything told in a bar by 50 percent without recrimination; beyond that, anyone within earshot is allowed to call BULLSHIT. (Exception: When trying to pick up a girl, the allowable exaggeration rate rises to 400 percent)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off-limits forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who's running late is 5 minutes. For a woman, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1-10 scale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Bitching about the brand of free beer in a buddy's refrigerator is forbidden. You may gripe if the temperature is unsuitable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. No man is ever required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering a friend's birthday is strictly optional and slightly gay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Agreeing to distract the ugly friend of a hot babe your buddy is trying to hook up with is your legal duty. Should you get carried away with your good deed and end up having sex with the beast, your pal is forbidden to speak of it, even at your bachelor party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Before dating a buddy's ex, you are required to ask his permission and he, in return, is required to grant it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a buffalo wing clean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. If a man's zipper is down, that's his problem—you didn't see nothin'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. The universal compensation for buddies who help you move is beer. If you own a sleep sofa or live on the second floor it is pizza and beer. If you own a sleep sofa and live on the second floor it shall be eaten inside a restaurant. If you are over 35 years old then hire some movers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. A man must never own a cat or like his girlfriend's cat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Your girlfriend must bond with your buddies and their girlfriends within 30 minutes of meeting them. You are not required to make nice with her gal pal's significant d***-heads—low-level sports bonding is all the law requires.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sports event, you may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who's playing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. When your girlfriend/wife expresses a desire to fix her whiney friend up with your pal, you may give her the go-ahead only if you'll be able to warn your buddy and give him time to prepare excuses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. It is permissible to consume a fruity chick drink only when you're sunning on a tropical beach... and it's delivered by a topless supermodel... and it's free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Unless you're in prison, never fight naked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. If a buddy is outnumbered, out manned, or too drunk to fight,you must jump into the fight. Exception: If within the last 24 hours his actions have caused you to think, "What this guy needs is a good ass-whoopin", then you may sit back and enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. We've all heard about people having guts or balls, but do you really know the difference between them? In an effort to keep you informed, the definition of each is listed below: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;i&gt;GUTS&lt;/i&gt;" is arriving home late after a night out with the guys, being assaulted by your wife with a broom, and having the guts to say, "Are you still cleaning or are you flying somewhere?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;" &lt;i&gt;BALLS&lt;/i&gt;" is coming home late after a night out with the guys smelling of perfume and beer, lipstick on your collar, slapping your wife on the ass and having the balls to say, "You're next!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Get it now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. If the boobs are fake you can stare all you want. The poor girl paid for ten thousand dollars worth of attention and damn it, we are going to give it to her! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL LOL LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you better be referring to his beer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. Never join your girlfriend slash wife in dissing a buddy, except when she's withholding sex pending your response.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Never talk to a man in the bathroom unless you're on equal footing: either both urinating or both waiting in line. In all other situations, a nod is all the conversation you need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. If a buddy is already singing along to a song in the car, you may not join him...too gay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. Before allowing a drunken friend to cheat on his girl, you must attempt one intervention. If he is able to get on his feet, look you in the eye, and deliver a "F*** OFF!" You are absolved of your of responsibility.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. It is OK for a man to cry &lt;u&gt;ONLY&lt;/u&gt; under the following circumstances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(a) When a heroic dog dies to save its master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(b) After wrecking your boss's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. On a road trip, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not the weakest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. Only in situations of moral and/or physical peril are you allowed to kick another guy in the nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you are able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch by the phone. Hang up if necessary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. It is acceptable for you to drive her car. It is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; acceptable for her to drive yours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. &lt;i&gt;Women can't drive&lt;/i&gt;. Period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. Thou shalt not buy a car in the colors of brown, pink, lime green, orange or sky blue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. Every man shall allow one empty urinal of separation in a bathroom with three or more urinals; law is void if there are dividers in between each urinal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. When toasting with beers you clank with the bottom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. You poke it, you own it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. A man should never be denied the right to adjust himself or place his hands down his pants under any circumstances.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. No man in any circumstance, unless mocking a violator of this law, should pop his collar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. If a man ever does something wrong a simple "OOPS", "My Bad", or any variations of cuss words that get the point across will suffice, no need to apologize.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. Every man should watch sports center at least once a day, though multiple viewings are recommended so that one can hold his own in any debate on sports that may arise that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. No man shall ever own a dog smaller than his girlfriend's cat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. If you do not sweat, it’s not a sport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. In no situation is it acceptable to sit cross-kneed. You either sit with feet-crossed, no cross, or stand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. While smiling, no man shall stick his tongue between his teeth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;51. It should be understood that while—yes—cheerleading is not a sport, it is perfectly acceptable to watch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;52. If a man is punched and the hit is rubbed, he is punched again in the same area twice. The lesson will continue until he learns to take it like a man—no rubbing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;53. A best man's toast may not include any of the following phrases: "down in Tijuana,” "one time when we were all piss drunk,” or "and this girl had the biggest rack you ever saw.” &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(what's a rack?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;54. When in doubt in an argument and/or you know you are defeated, storm off, preferably slamming the door and/or hitting some breakable object on the way out. Always let them &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; they won the argument.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;55. Acting gay with your buddies is only okay in a chicken style to determine the alpha male.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;56. Only check out other women when your lady friend is present by use of mirrors. Use the peripherals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;57. The following sentence may only be used as an escape route for having ignored rule No. 56: "Would you look at that one!! What was she thinking?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;58. The girl who replies to the question "What do you want for Christmas?" with "If you loved me, you'd know what I want!" gets an Xbox 360/Playstation 3. End of story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;59. Slapping another guy on the ass is only allowed in good fun. Not with intention. Slapping women on the ass without permission is unacceptable. Get permission first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;60. It is ROCK, PAPER and SCISSORS with no shoot. If you must say shoot, it has to be agreed upon by both men and a witness has to be present and somewhat sober.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;61. And finally, the one rule that every man &lt;u&gt;MUST&lt;/u&gt; follow (even if he forgets the others): A man must live by these priorities—sex, buddies, sports, and beer. Money is an exception for we all realize that eventually we'd be broke-ass poor due to excessive spending on women and beer. It is &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt; to be poor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;From the Protective Fathers of their Daughters Organization (PFDO)&lt;/i&gt;—&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are reading this, then you are trying to court my sweet, little daughter. I have no problem against you being near her; however, there are a few ground rules that we have to go over. I don't request that you follow these rules—&lt;u&gt;I DEMAND YOU TO&lt;/u&gt;. I believe you may be wondering just what is the PFDO. It is an organization created by fathers across the world to protect their daughters from sneaky, sleazy, little punks who think they can go onto our turf and deflower our flower garden. I ask nicely that you read the rules carefully and make sure that you follow them. Otherwise, tar-and-feather is one of the &lt;i&gt;many&lt;/i&gt; punishments that shall be carried out brutally and cruelly. And if you think I won't do anything because I am a middle-aged fart, then you have another thing coming. Remember—I see you when you're sleeping; I know if you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule One:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Two:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Three:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Four:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(i spent 5 minutes laughing at this one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Five:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Six:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Seven:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Eight:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Nine:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dim-witted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Ten:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Eleven:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens to her, happens to you. She comes home with a black eye, you get two black eyes. She gets a broken arm, you get two broken arms. She comes home screwed, you're screwed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rule Twelve:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't get her pregnant before marriage, and you don't hit her. It's real simple... you don't knock her up, you don't knock her down. You do, I'm knocking you out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Treat this like the Ten Commandments, the New Testament, the Old Testament, the Holy Bible, the Tanakh, &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; the Qur'an.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part I:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;APPLICATION TO DATE MY SISTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(REVOCABLE AT ANY TIME)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOTE - This application will be Incomplete and rejected unless accompanied by a complete financial statement, school history, job history, lineage, and current medical report from your doctor. If you're under 18 then please have your parent(s) or guardian with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. FULL NAME: ———————————— DATE OF BIRTH: ———————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. FATHER'S NAME: —————— MOTHER'S NAME: ———————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. HOW MANY SIBLINGS? ———&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. WHAT'S YOUR PROFESSION? ———————— SALARY? —————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. HEIGHT:——— WEIGHT: ——— IQ: ——— GPA: ———&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. SOCIAL SECURITY No: ————————— DRIVERS LICENSE No: ————————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. BOY SCOUT RANK:————————————————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. HOME ADDRESS: ———————————————————— PHONE: ————————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Do you have one MALE and one FEMALE parent? Yes —— No —— If NO, explain: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Number of years parents married: ——— If less than your age, explain: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. DO YOU OWN A VAN? —— A TRUCK WITH OVERSIZED TIRES OR CAMPER SHELL? —— WATERBED? —— MOTORCYCLE? —— TATOO? —— COLOR ALTERED HAIR? —— A CONDOM? —— PORNOGRAPHY? —— EARRING, NOSE RING, BELLY RING? —— SMOKE? ——&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(IF YES TO ANY PART OF #11, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES &lt;u&gt;IMMEDIATELY&lt;/u&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. In 50 words or less, what does "Late" mean to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. In 50 words or less, what does "DO NOT TOUCH MY SISTER" mean to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. In 50 words or less, what does "ABSTINENCE" mean to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What church do you attend? ——————————— How often do you attend? ——/ week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. When would be the best time to interview your:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FATHER? ————— MOTHER? ————— PRIEST? ————— PAROLE OFFICER? —————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Fill in the blanks: Please answer freely - all answers are confidential (That means I won't tell anyone - I promise):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A. If I were shot, the last place on my body I would want to be wounded is in the ——————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B. If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my ——————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;C. A women's place is in the ——————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;D. The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is ——————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E. I like —————— girls. (Use an adjective, moron.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;F. I like to go —————— in the fall. I go —————— in the summer. I like to ride my —————— in the winter. (Word bank: hunting, fishing, snow mobile)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G. When I first meet a girl, the first thing I notice is —————————— (NOTE: If the answer to "G" begins with a B, T, or A, discontinue and leave the premises immediately with your &lt;i&gt;head&lt;/i&gt; hung low.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Do you plan to marry my sister? —— (Yes or No; Maybe is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; acceptable.)&lt;br /&gt;If YES, &lt;i&gt;thoroughly&lt;/i&gt; state your plans —————————————————————————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;—————————————————————————————————————————.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If NO, leave &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Condoms come in packages of (check one): — 3 — 6 — 9 — 12 — All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;How do you know? ———————————————————&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. If you are to "magically" die in your sleep one beautiful evening, what would you like me to tell my sister?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE, AND RED HOT POKERS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;——————————— Signature (That means sign your name, moron.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for your interest. Please allow four to six years for processing. You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write (this action will void this application). If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentleman wearing black shirts and white ties carrying violin cases (you might want to watch your back).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Part II:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. FULL NAME: &lt;u&gt;XXX&lt;/u&gt; DATE OF BIRTH: &lt;u&gt;1st January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. FATHER'S NAME: &lt;u&gt;YYY&lt;/u&gt; MOTHER'S NAME: &lt;u&gt;ZZZ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. HOW MANY SIBLINGS? &lt;u&gt;None&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. WHAT'S YOUR PROFESSION? &lt;u&gt;Architect/architectural engineer&lt;/u&gt; SALARY? &lt;u&gt;Enough to pay for your funeral.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. HEIGHT: &lt;u&gt;185 cm&lt;/u&gt; WEIGHT: &lt;u&gt;74 kg&lt;/u&gt; IQ: &lt;u&gt;125&lt;/u&gt; GPA: &lt;u&gt;4.62&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(how is this even possible? O_o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. SOCIAL SECURITY No.: &lt;u&gt;I don't think this will be useful to you&lt;/u&gt; DRIVERS LICENSE No&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;...or this either...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. BOY SCOUT RANK: &lt;u&gt;I think I was the hot one...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. HOME ADDRESS: &lt;u&gt;Ask your sister where she lives and that's where I live.&lt;/u&gt; PHONE: &lt;u&gt;555-4636&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Do you have one MALE and one FEMALE parent? Yes &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Number of years parents married: &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If less than your age, explain:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; Could it be that they never got married?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. DO YOU OWN A VAN? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; A TRUCK WITH OVER-SIZED TIRES OR CAMPER SHELL? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; WATER BED? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; MOTORCYCLE? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; TATTOO? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; COLOR ALTERED HAIR? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hell NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; A CONDOM? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;(1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; PORNOGRAPHY? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;(2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; EARRING, NOSE RING, BELLY RING? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; SMOKE? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(IF YES TO ANY PART OF #11, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES &lt;u&gt;IMMEDIATELY&lt;/u&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;(1)&lt;/b&gt; I don't own &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; condom; I own a &lt;i&gt;pack&lt;/i&gt; of condom&lt;i&gt;s&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(holy cow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;(2)&lt;/b&gt; You said pornography, nothing about &lt;i&gt;erotica&lt;/i&gt;; therefore, I can still continue. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(holy holy cow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. In 50 words or less, what does "Late" mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Better late than never, but never late is better.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. In 50 words or less, what does "DO NOT TOUCH MY SISTER" mean to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;deleted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. In 50 words or less, what does "ABSTINENCE" mean to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;deleted*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. What church do you attend? &lt;u&gt;I'm banned from church. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;(3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; How often do you attend? &lt;u&gt;zero&lt;/u&gt;/ week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;(3)&lt;/b&gt; There's a perfectly good reason why I am banned. The Father told me to never come back, because the women started to worship &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; the minute that I walked into the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. When would be the best time to interview your:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FATHER? &lt;u&gt;Next lifetime&lt;/u&gt; MOTHER? &lt;u&gt;Next lifetime&lt;/u&gt; PRIEST? &lt;u&gt;N/A&lt;/u&gt; PAROLE OFFICER? &lt;u&gt;Parole officer? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm not THAT naughty...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Fill in the blanks: Please answer freely - all answers are confidential (That means I won't tell anyone - I promise):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A. If I were shot, the last place on my body I would want to be wounded is in the &lt;u&gt;behind.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B. If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my &lt;u&gt;funny bone.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;C. deleted*&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;D. deleted*&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E. deleted*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;F. I like to go &lt;u&gt;hunting&lt;/u&gt; in the fall. I go &lt;u&gt;fishing&lt;/u&gt; in the summer. I like to ride my &lt;u&gt;snow mobile&lt;/u&gt; in the winter. (Word bank: hunting, fishing, snow mobile)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G. When I first meet a girl, the first thing I notice is &lt;u&gt;her figure from head to toe &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;(4)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (NOTE: If the answer to "G" begins with a B, T, or A, discontinue and leave the premises immediately with your &lt;i&gt;head&lt;/i&gt; hung low.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;(4)&lt;/u&gt; I don't like to play favorites—so I prefer the &lt;i&gt;whole&lt;/i&gt; package.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Do you plan to marry my sister? &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (Yes or No; Maybe is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; acceptable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If YES, &lt;i&gt;thoroughly&lt;/i&gt; state your plans: &lt;u&gt;First, I will start with a proposal. IF she says 'yes,' then I plan to make her the happiest woman on the face of this planet. We will have a big wedding, followed by a BIG honeymoon. Since you said 'thoroughly state your plans,' here are the further details: I want eleven kids to start a soccer team. I've always been a soccer lover. I used to be a star player in high school, so scoring eleven points shouldn't be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Condoms come in packages of (check one): — 3 — 6 — 9 — 12 &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;How do you know? &lt;u&gt;I'll let your sister tell you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. If you are to "magically" die in your sleep one beautiful evening, what would you like me to tell my sister?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;She made the best omelettes I've ever had.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XXX.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*i don't understand what they mean, but they sound sick. and anything sicker than my understanding should be excessively sick! so i'm removing them&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just in case i'm wrongly accused&lt;/span&gt;! *ahem*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, that's all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-1462749115733993011?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1462749115733993011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/1462749115733993011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-its-stay-at-home-to-slack-day-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-596310899773959084</id><published>2008-11-30T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:07:01.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, this post wayyy late!!! omg doria, i'm so sorry! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;shall post about mon-wed next time. (cos i have a promise to keep first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, so i shall begin the story about our great escape yesterday! to escape theme park i mean :D this is quite a long post, so if you are planning to read it all the way through, go get yourself some milo and ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;characters in this story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manly me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen: our birthday girl! okay, technically, her birthday is yesterday (*hint! spam her* :D), but we decided to celebrate it early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorio: my wife, (or future-to-be), whoose voice frequency and wavelength i have now permanently embedded into my brain's cognitive function, after all the screaming we did together. good or bad? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beaver: who was wearing a MONKEY shirt when i saw her at tnah merah mrt! MONKEY leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaien: whom we met later on during the day! and who came after exhausting floorball practice. THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CC: (say it out loud very quickly! he's the one doria referred to as GG in her post.) and karen told her mum CC was 'almost a girl' :D how fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absent characters were una, huiying and fiona who couldn't make it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROLOGUE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, after spamming 37 sms-es planning this birthday suprise for karen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met beaver at tanah merah mrt station after picking up a cake from j8 :D almost dropped the cake 2 times on the train from bishan, roar. thank god it was still in one piece, abiet slightly out of shape xP and trust CC to be late again, by a full 3 MINUTES. and this is considered a lot, since we were 15 minutes early! wanted to see the presents they got for karen, but beaver's one was already giftwrapped (WITH CHRISTMAS WRAPPING =O) and CC just kept talking about how his present was full of creativity and uniqueness, while ours were just plain boring. roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took the bus to karen's house, admisdst some confusion over which was the right stop to alight.(we got off 1 stop early, and had to walk abit XD) then met doria at karen's PINK condo! not sure if she knew how to walk in, so i dumped everything to CC and ran out to the mainroad to look for her :D and so, we made a call to karen, all ready to scream a happy birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when her brother picked up. minor blunder. then when karen finally got to the phone, and we told her to come downstairs, she actually sounded kinda scared, LOL! CC was supposed to hide behind tree and surprise her. and when karen saw him, she suddenly jumped behind and clung on to me. see lah, CC, you frightened the poor girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to karen's house to cut cake for her, and realized that our ah po was actually eating lunch :D so we jumped her room! and crapped around while waiting for her to finish up. can't rmb what we talked about, but was uber funny! and after 45 minutes, when karen finally finished her last mouthful of food, we finally got to light the candles for her (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cake:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKTMtM0yQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kijawv3kc6g/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKTMtM0yQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kijawv3kc6g/s200/DSC00575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274439960105371906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKTMEndoiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/kWh5eCGzUzY/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKTMEndoiI/AAAAAAAAAdY/kWh5eCGzUzY/s200/DSC00577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274439949211247138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beaver looks so cute in this picture! haha, so random xP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKTLzP69WI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TxFhUVIVb9I/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKTLzP69WI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TxFhUVIVb9I/s200/DSC00578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274439944549102946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;and after being destroyed by CC's lousy cutting skills:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQJO7rJAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_WDkY5QHik4/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQJO7rJAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_WDkY5QHik4/s200/DSC00579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274436601905882114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poor cake! T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;finally got to eat the cake after the disaster of serving it to everyone :D haha, its MANGO CHEESE! and had the chocolatey biscuit base :D was really filling, so we skipped lunch after eating cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and presents time! yep, didn't manage to take pics of them, but was really glad karen liked them all! CC got her a plastic bear with sweets stuffed inside the head, beaver gave her a piggy soft-toy :D (which is really uber uber cute!!) and mine was this big and pink tofu soft-toy, WHICH SHE IMMEDIATELY SMACKED ON THE HEAD. boohoo! anyway, karen, hope youare happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then surprise, kaien called to say she was actually coming :D:D:D so we had an even number of people, yayness!! took bus to pasir ris station to meet her (was subject to beaver and karen's "excitement" all the way T_T) and FINALLY got to downtown east!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE TWO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS THAT I HAVE TO TYPE IT OUT IN CAPS! ESCAPE HAD THIS SPECIAL PROMOTION THING GOING ON, SO TICKETS WERE AT HALF-PRICE! LIKE, SERIOUSLY, HALF-PRICE! WHICH IS $8.80 FOR A FULL 5 HOURS OF FUN! WAHAHAHA. TO WHOEVER CAME UP WITH THIS PROMOTION, THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go take the choo choo train ride straightaway (yes, i know its a kiddy ride), but was dragged off instead to sit the viking first. argh, was super scared and tried to back out, but CC didn't allow it. just watching the thing made my heart feel like falling out alr leh :X and when it was finally our turn, reluctantly got into the very first row with doria and karen, while the rest sat in the 3rd row. (the higher you go, the scarier!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doria and i (okay, mostly me) started screaming before the the thing (i refuse to call it by its name) even started! then the people sitting on the other side heard us and started laughing. omg, i'm such cheap entertainment ): and i now make a solemn vow never to sit the thing ever again in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it started swinging, i seriously thought i was never going to live through it! clung on to doria very tightly and screamed non-stop throughout the whole thing, it felt like i was going to fly off the retarded thing any moment. (and later that night, while i was trying to fall asleep, the same sensation came back!!) couldn't even tell properly if we were going up or down, since the only thing i could feel was my stomach being pulled away through my belly-button. could hear doria screaming back into my ear too, that was quite a comfort! and apparently, (even though i was too afraid then to listen), CC was shouting at me from behind to relax. what rubbish, how to relax when the freaking thing is trying to murder me!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was praying hard for the thing to quickly stop, really couldn't take it anymore :/ so when it finally stopped, i was almost crying (mix of delayed fear and relief), LOL! staggered out of the thing and couldn't talk for the next 3 minutes or so. yep, and thanks guys, for asking me if i was okay (even though i wasn't), haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up was this mini roller coaster thingy. and i actually thought it was a kiddy ride cos it was so small, cute, and colourful. and i only found out the truth about that murderer-in-disguise when we actually got onto it. was in the same cart as CC, which was already a bad beginning, but when it actually started-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause* *takes deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it was just plain awful! this time, i couldn't even scream or hold onto the bars tightly. just clamped my hand over my mouth while the thing-thing (once again, i refuse to call it by its name) jerked and went in circles non-stop. beaver said i looked as though i was going to fall off the cart (which certainly felt like it)! couldn't even reply when CC asked if i was okay, since i was too busy trying to keep my heart functioning properly. when the thing-thing finally stopped, i stumbled out, feeling like clothes fresh out of the washing machine :X and in a daze, followed the rest to the haunted house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue was super long, had to wait about 1/2 an hour before entering (in which the rest were happily discussing about taking another ride on the viking and i was trying to squash my stomach back into shape.) and when it was almost our turn, karen started freaking out (since she has this huge fear of scary things), and held my hand so tight my fingers almost cracked (and mind you, we didn't even enter yet!) so in the end, we went in pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and holymollyrollypollyollie, it WAS scary, and not lame as what i had expected. was super dark in there, with errie lightings and all. can't remember everything that happened(and don't want to either!). some highlights were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a window that whined and threw out curtains, with this mutated face from outside the panes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a body with only the torso and no legs lying in a pool of blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this room where there were cages with platic dummies inside. and when you step into the room, some machinery will click into action and the dummies will start shaking nonstop, making super creepy shrieks. and the worst part was, all of a sudden, this guy (alive i mean), would rush out at you! was very realistic, cos of the mask, hair, and lopsided walking (which doria tried to imitate later on, which was ultra funny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-karen screaming: "please!!! stop it!!!!" to the poor guy, who got whacked around by both karen and doria. (woah, goes to show that we shouldn't tease them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a scary room which white lights flashed on and off, while a platic dummy's head was being jerked on and off. wahpiang, my skin really felt like peeling off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-losing karen halfway through!! LOL, beaver went: "where's karen?!" and we suddenly stopped. tried to reverse to look for her, when she suddenly burst through the curtain screaming like a madwoman, scaring me to death (how ironic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and at the last part, this hidden curtain sprung back to reveal this skeleton that hurled itself at CC. LOL, his reaction was super funny! (but at that time, we were all too scared to laugh :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we burst out through the exit like crazy fools, screaming like nobody's business. LOL, good advertising for the haunted house, esp karen, who was practically shaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the wet&amp;amp;wild ride afterwards! which was bascially a boat made for 2 people, and would go round a chanel of water. there were 2 slides: one 15m, and the other one somewhat shorter. and mummy karen was wise and far-sighted enough to bring ponchos! so we donned the ponchos while quening up :D and we all ended up looking like fishermen, haha! queue was quite long, but with all our crapping, it really seemed like no time at all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again, thanks to the prospect of having to go through the 15m slide thing, i was super scared! :X but after having queued for so long, decided to give it a try :D so manly right? LOL. and my gosh, we were already wet before the ride even started, cos the whole boat base was wet! started screaming way before the slide, while CC stupidly kept trying to tilt the whole boat over by rocking his super fat butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huge wave of water passes under the boat*&lt;br /&gt;CC: see? got this kind of tsunami means the boat that just spashed off the slide got fat people inside.&lt;br /&gt;me: then our wave will be massive!&lt;br /&gt;CC: nvm lah, still got me to average out your weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahseh, he never even look down to see his own pot belly first. roar. got distracted from the impending slide-crisis while arguing over whether the sound effects were monkeys or cicadas. it was only when we almost reached the slide thing that i started screaming my lungs out again. can't remember what i was saying, i think it was something like "i want to get off this thing!!" (i think i see a trend of me calling scary things "things/thing-things".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and it was just like viking all over again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;was screaming non-stop even after the slide was over. i think i was so loud that people on the bridge above were staring down at me. argh!!! by the time i calmed down sufficiently to breathe, i was already all wet (despite the poncho!) was dreading the next 15m slide, could barely breathe out of fear :X yup, but CC managed to keep me from jumping off the boat. hazy memory of what happened during the interval between the 2 slides, but before i knew it, the next 15m slide was already looming ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams* *deep breath* *screams* *deep breath* *repeats continously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, by the time we reached the peak, i was hysterical. and really can't remember what happened during the slide down, its like a memory block! but when we reached the bottom and i got soaked to the skin (again), for some weird reason, i actually wanted to try it again! CC turned around and and suddenly said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that was f***ing *oops* fun!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall forgive his obsenities since it was really f***ing *oops* fun!!! haha, crapped somemore before getting off the boat, and met the rest, who were also soaked through like us :D so we rushed to the toilet, where beaver was trying to dry her hair under the hand dryer and kaien was sticking her shorts into the other one xP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;and and before i forget, more pics!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI5HGy8TI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Fj6yLlRqASg/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI5HGy8TI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Fj6yLlRqASg/s200/DSC00617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428628345745714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;wild and wet! haha, the slide in the picture is the short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI49T__sI/AAAAAAAAAbI/9zEucITzQA8/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI49T__sI/AAAAAAAAAbI/9zEucITzQA8/s200/DSC00618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428625716772546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 15m slide! covered by trees, but it looks way higher than 15m :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI4h0tvFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/X8qPOuhnSy0/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI4h0tvFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/X8qPOuhnSy0/s200/DSC00619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428618337795154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;karen and beaver! haha, a bit blur cos of all the water spraying around :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI4LkCxzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_HFw2s92v88/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI4LkCxzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_HFw2s92v88/s200/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428612362290994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doria in her torn poncho! imagine her acting like the ghost in the haunted house, its REALLY funny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;SCENE 6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so for some twisted reason, THEY WANTED TO GO TO THE VIKING AGAIN. why!? is getting your intestines invented and tossed about by some stupid thing really worth it!? decided to abide by my earlier vow, since i didn't want to risk puking :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what's so good of not riding the 'thing'? it getting to take pictures of your friends who are screaming themselves sick on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, piccies! (yes, they are not very well taken, cos the 'thing' was moving really fast! oh, and couldn't post all of the pics, only those where CC's face is covered, haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQITHwhfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_aQuvpGK1ns/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQITHwhfI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_aQuvpGK1ns/s200/DSC00591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274436585850439154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;the thing! haha, it looks scary even when its not moving T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQH4UIptI/AAAAAAAAAco/-akH3Z5Kb3I/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQH4UIptI/AAAAAAAAAco/-akH3Z5Kb3I/s200/DSC00585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274436578654594770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CC is too scared to open his eyes :D wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQIH5M2AI/AAAAAAAAAcw/rmIePWv2CjA/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQIH5M2AI/AAAAAAAAAcw/rmIePWv2CjA/s200/DSC00586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274436582836590594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smiling before the ride...but what happens during the actual thing!? wahaha, imagine 100dB of noise, multipled by 100!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQIgYzRUI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Zyeqq1SzGeo/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKQIgYzRUI/AAAAAAAAAdA/Zyeqq1SzGeo/s200/DSC00587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274436589411583298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;this rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 7:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee! kiddy rides are still the BEST! since there was no queue, we decided to try out the aeroplane! was really quite fun, and just nice, 6 aeroplanes for the 6 of us :D so we piled in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, and it was really quite slow, no rocking or anything, so i stayed alive to take more piccies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMMJ9nn3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/aiS_XUQQtX4/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMMJ9nn3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/aiS_XUQQtX4/s200/DSC00610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274432254064959346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKOIX9s-AI/AAAAAAAAAcI/1ESO5xZYqO0/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKOIX9s-AI/AAAAAAAAAcI/1ESO5xZYqO0/s200/DSC00608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434388127184898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKOJOQfnXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/b9ejoSca0PA/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKOJOQfnXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/b9ejoSca0PA/s200/DSC00607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434402701516146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKOJixHYHI/AAAAAAAAAcY/nbiaTwQkJAg/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKOJixHYHI/AAAAAAAAAcY/nbiaTwQkJAg/s200/DSC00606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434408207048818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(decided to post this pic cos his face is blocked! so it won't compromise his identity :D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;couldn't take a picture of bev cos she was directly opposite me, and was blocked by the pole thingy! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;SCENE 8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to try something kiddy again! so went to join the queue for bumboats! *woots* kiddy rides rock!! CC disappeared halfway to get the birthday girl a hotdog, and nuggets for the rest of us :D in the end, beaver, doria, kaien and CC decided to go for the spinner thingy while karen and i stayed in the queue for bumboats (: the queue was quite short, but moved really slowly cos half the boats weren't working well ): haha, so by the time the rest finished the spinner (refer to doria's blog!) and another round on the roller coaster, we were just getting into the bumboats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hello, this is meant to be a KIDDY ride! which means minimum thrills! unfortunately, it still turned out super WET. anyway, there were also three huge water guns outside the bumboat pool, for people who weren't in the game to also play with water :D and so, while doria was taking pictures, kaien, bev and CC were happily trying to get us wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i could barely open my eyes thanks to all the water spraying into my face, LOL. some weird guy wearing a t-shirt over his head was randomly spraying water at us too, even though he was a total stranger =O super difficult to steer the boat and shoot at the same time, so i was like a sitting duck XD by the time the game ended, i was dripping water, haha! had to borrow a towel to dry myself :D karen was not much better, since she was wearing jeans xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all in all, that was really really fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;more random pictures:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMLvu6QMI/AAAAAAAAAbw/T9T5wyiyhyY/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMLvu6QMI/AAAAAAAAAbw/T9T5wyiyhyY/s200/DSC00613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274432247023943874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not sure if its obvious, but thats CC and doria on the spinner thingy! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMLVVO2sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/xNqAkxBk3ow/s1600-h/DSC00614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMLVVO2sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/xNqAkxBk3ow/s200/DSC00614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274432239936920258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;the sign outside the bumboat pool! haha, the first line is true, but the second is kinda....haha.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMLNiHunI/AAAAAAAAAbg/H-2XxrG91_s/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKMLNiHunI/AAAAAAAAAbg/H-2XxrG91_s/s200/DSC00615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274432237843495538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;the water guns placed outside for random people to sabo you :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;SCENE 9:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the wet&amp;amp;wild!! this time, i didn't bother wearing a poncho since i was already wet anw (: while queuing, kaien and i ended up snatching CC's phone away from him to delete all the unglam pics doria took of us after the bumboat, hoho. waited for so long that by the time it was our turn, CC was so excited he ran right through the barrier thingy, causing me to get another huge bruise on my leg :X (oi, 2nd time already leh, auntie!) haha, but i was on a high by then (the water probably got to my head!), so didn't really feel anything, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, joined CC in trying to flip the boat over! so we were both leaning our body weight over to the right, and OMG, the boat really tilted to one side! but since the chanel wasn't wide enough, the boat didn't have enough space to fall over (i think the management already expected wuliao people like us to try something so retarded :D) this time, i really enjoyed the slide down, even though i was still screaming like siao =/ haha, but the scarier part was AFTER the 15m slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking up after the thrill of the slide, trying to gulp in lost air, when i saw THE BELLY OF THE VIKING SHIP HOVERING RIGHT OVERHEAD. started screaming again, cos it really looked like it was hurtling downwards. wah, its really a bad idea to put the viking directly above the wet&amp;amp;wild! :X poor people like me heart cannot take it de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, it was so fun that we all agreed to take 1 last round on it! queued up again (roar, this part really very sian :/) and for some reason, ended up talking about peranakans (did i spell it right?) haha, so here's a quick question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1: chinese + malay =&gt; peranakan.&lt;br /&gt;2. peranakan + peranakan =&gt; ???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;hahahahaha! so this time, i finally got to go on the boat with beaver :D hooray, apparently, she wanted to hear how loud my scream can get. and she indeed got to hear how loud it got, LOL! Doria and CC were right behind our boat, and holy cow, their wave was huge! hahahaha, goes to show something, since doria is obviously quite light :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;SCENE 10:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;okay, by then i was seriously very wet already :X and since it was very late, we decided to go for one last ride, because beaver had to go home for dinner. so they decided to take the flyer saucer thing, that doria called sunset ride :D but just then, i saw the wonderful CHOO CHOO TRAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; so ended up going to that ride, despite doria and kaien's threats to break up/divorce me if i seriously took it, LOL. haha, but they eventually joined me for one round anyway! and halfway through the ride, (doria and i were in the same compartment):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;doria: oh look, that kid is so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;me: *mumbles about about her maternal instincts*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;doria: i want a kid too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*short pause*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;doria: but i want a kid NOW!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*long pause*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*_______________________*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;haha, what happened will be our secret :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;okay, so continued taking the train while the rest went to sit their sunset ride :D hahaha, i think the person in charge of the ride must have been stunned cos i kept wanting to go for another round. eventually, all our rides ended and it was time to leave ): ): ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;haha, can distinctly remember beaver saying something about how she didn't feel like going. or was it doria? haha, forget le!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;SCENE 11:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;while the others went home, me and kaien decided to stay for dinner! so went to the food court near wild wild wet. and since both of us were undecisive people, had to walk 1 big round before deciding what to eat. and guess what?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;YOSHI!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI30izGOI/AAAAAAAAAaw/aevreRqo87Q/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKI30izGOI/AAAAAAAAAaw/aevreRqo87Q/s200/DSC00624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428606183053538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;hahahahaha! got stares from the people in the queue while i took this pic xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;had to call CC to come back to get the towel which i forgot to return :X then he ended up scaring kaien while she was buying her chicken rice! spparently he caused her to spill chilli sauce all over the counter, haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;yep, had to eat quickly cos kaien was rushing home to watch her tv programme. (don't forget the lyrics! :D) and for the perfect end to a perfect day, we both got ice cream too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;went looking for the bus stop home, and i brought us to the wrong place, urgh. thank goodness we found it just in time for kaien to catch her direct bus home :D but as usual, for poor people like me who lived on the red line, had to take 2 HOURS on a freezing bus and mrt in order to get home :X so sad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;CONCLUSION:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ended up falling sick the next day because i didn't dry myself properly after gettig wet :X haha, what my mother calls huo gai i guess (: but i think it was really worth it, because it was so much fun! and yes, at least i tried the viking even though i was sure i wouldn't like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;thanks KAREN, DORIA, BEV, KAIEN and CC for the great day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-596310899773959084?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/596310899773959084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/596310899773959084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-this-post-wayyy-late-omg-doria-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/STKTMtM0yQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kijawv3kc6g/s72-c/DSC00575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-7666971013713297463</id><published>2008-11-29T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:33:03.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after 3 hours of slogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS HAD BETTER WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but despite everything, the codes still look weird on BOTH firefox and IE. (hey, at least its readable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, i need to vent some frustration at blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer:&lt;br /&gt;i'm ANGRY now. and when i'm angry, i get psychoed into writing stupid things. to protect your own integrity, assuming of course, that you are a very nice person (which i'm quite sure you are), you should stop probably reading from this point on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OI BLOGGER! YOU WERE CREATED TO HELP DUMMIES LIKE ME WHO CAN'T DIFFERENTIATE BETWEEN HTML AND HMTL. AND WHO CAN'T CREATE THEIR OWN WEBPAGE FOR NUTS. WHAT'S THE POINT OF YOUR EXISTENCE IF YOU MAKE MY LIFE SO MUCH MORE COMPLICATED!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn't get so upset if it wasn't for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(claims under their "help" topic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="error-message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blogger's Layouts feature makes it easy for anyone to  customize the look of their blog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with little or no technical knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray for retards like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rips off random skin to replace current screwed up skin*&lt;br /&gt;*loading...*&lt;br /&gt;*Please correct the error below, and submit your template again.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your template could not be parsed as it is not  well-formed. Please make sure all XML elements are closed properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XML  error message: The element type "body" must be terminated by the matching  end-tag "".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OKAY. so let me attempt to understand what blogger is trying to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*googles the word "parsed"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No definitions were found for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; parsed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suggestions:- Make sure all words are spelled correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&amp;amp;hs=UzU&amp;amp;q=+parsed"&gt;Search the Web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; for documents that contain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" parsed"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. so parsed means not found? let's try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wiki-ed XML*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;Extensible Markup Language&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;b&gt;XML&lt;/b&gt;) is a general-purpose &lt;i&gt;specification&lt;/i&gt; for creating custom &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Markup_language" title="Markup language"&gt;markup languages&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XML#cite_note-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; XML began as a simplified subset of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Standard_Generalized_Markup_Language" title="Standard Generalized Markup Language"&gt;Standard Generalized Markup Language&lt;/a&gt; (SGML), meant to be readable by people via &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Semantics" title="Semantics"&gt;semantic&lt;/a&gt; constraints; application languages can be implemented in XML. These include &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XHTML" title="XHTML"&gt;XHTML&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;sup id="cite_ref-3" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XML#cite_note-3" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RSS_%28file_format%29" title="RSS (file format)" class="mw-redirect"&gt;RSS&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MathML" title="MathML"&gt;MathML&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/GraphML" title="GraphML"&gt;GraphML&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scalable_Vector_Graphics" title="Scalable Vector Graphics"&gt;Scalable Vector Graphics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MusicXML" title="MusicXML"&gt;MusicXML&lt;/a&gt;, and others.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;(oh, go on. try going to any one of those links, k? and explain it to me if possible. thanks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW IN THE WORLD IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE DONE BY PEOPLE "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with little or no technical knowledge&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!?!??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FOR GOODNESS SAKE, RATHER THAN STUFFING THOSE JARGON DOWN OUR THROATS LIKE PANADOL, CAN'T YOU TYPE SOMETHING NICE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as:&lt;br /&gt;"SYSTEMIC ERROR: there's kinda a prob with your html. not cos you are a retard or anything, but because the people working at blogger have failed to make this site idiot-proof. please try again next year, after our annual meeting to improvise our "blogging-for-dummies" policy. yeah, we do understand how the level of human intelligence appears to be inversely proportional to computer intelligence. once again, we are not referring to you. have a nice day! (HAHA.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i have something to laugh at, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished reading through the whole post again. it sounds incredibly stupid, but i'm going to post it anyway, because i am determined to bear a grudge against blogger. at least for 24 hours anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&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/6651572698835054969-7666971013713297463?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7666971013713297463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/7666971013713297463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-3-hours-of-slogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6914126613634956099</id><published>2008-11-23T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:31:35.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghh!! now my blog looks weird on internet explorer! shoooot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nvm. T_T i have decided to just put a large disclaimer, seeing as i have no idea how to fix it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6914126613634956099?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6914126613634956099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6914126613634956099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/arghh-now-my-blog-looks-weird-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-5845449461962974187</id><published>2008-11-22T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:21:21.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, today was pretty fun! or should i say, yesterday? since its about 12+ now. oops :X msn isn't working properly either, i can't sign in for more than 3minutes, arghs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibn open house was not fun, it was propaganda, hilter-level xD but thanks shipei, enan and gabriel for everything today!! shall post the pics next time, i promise :D&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling all mixed up,  like a potato salad.  ohno, this sounds so random; urgh :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6651572698835054969-5845449461962974187?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5845449461962974187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/5845449461962974187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha-today-was-pretty-fun-or-should-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8258697009410044467</id><published>2008-11-20T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:17:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i'm back! second post of the day, whoopee (: isn't that such an achievement!? shall blog about events of the week so far, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;almost woke up late, so had to choing to school for psl meeting :D apparently, michelle had already finished drafting out the whole of day 3 proposal! haha, so that means we didn't have to do much, thanks to her (: crashed exco meeting once again, where they were discussing allocation and stuff. and i got to peek at the day1&amp;amp;2's proposals too! all of them sound seriously fun, i almost wish i was a new ip1 all over again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the meeting, went to eat ban mian near parkway (1st time, and its actually quite good! even though the soup's kind of starchy xD) and unexpectedly got spotted by nick who was having his phone repaired or something, haha. went home with bryan and michelle on 76, where we totally  took over the back seats, hoho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote, i realize i'm not that sick at all! after hearing all types/forms/varieties/version of perverse-ness from the self-acclaimed pure people ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this was a super last minute decision! went with kare-bear, fiona, and some of her dhs friends to the singapore food expo (: it was the last day alr, so was crowded with people (plus LOTS of samples and LOTS of discounts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and for once, i was actually the earliest there! despite the fact that karen's house is just 2 bus stops away, hoho. so no more joanne (s)low! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics!:&lt;br /&gt;(shall not comment on all since there are way too many xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUuPg6u5I/AAAAAAAAAag/--L66XwH1do/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUuPg6u5I/AAAAAAAAAag/--L66XwH1do/s320/DSC00443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270712092322347922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUti0ZKlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/EBVN5KIcAEE/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUti0ZKlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/EBVN5KIcAEE/s320/DSC00441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270712080324438610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUtm8avUI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/omJK4opCNWo/s1600-h/DSC00440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUtm8avUI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/omJK4opCNWo/s320/DSC00440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270712081431838018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fiona advertising! apparently, her aunt has a stall there that sells pan salt (: so we all got free samples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUtYjKxdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qagEdmxQ_FE/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUtYjKxdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/qagEdmxQ_FE/s320/DSC00442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270712077567837650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huge balloons all over the hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT31G1bZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/AcfV8YxjExs/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT31G1bZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/AcfV8YxjExs/s320/DSC00444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711157520690578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;karen, fiona, and qian yi (fiona's mistress/daughter-in-law) queing up for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt; nescafe! note that everyone else in the queue was at least 40 and above. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT3kTY4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/RfE2VT2cz-c/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT3kTY4qI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/RfE2VT2cz-c/s320/DSC00447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711153009943202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sakura chicken rice (: which is famous for being very sweet in flavour. cost $1 for a bowl, and i'm super INDIGNANT about this! karen's bowl has like 2x the amount of chicken, even though we paid the same, roar! goes to show that ah po's get better deals, hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT3Y_SbJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/QIKxMfb2_dA/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT3Y_SbJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/QIKxMfb2_dA/s320/DSC00448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711149972843666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*cough* yes, karen, i know you will never look at mulberry the same way again, thanks to us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT3N4cUKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VxD4lTV-rFQ/s1600-h/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT3N4cUKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VxD4lTV-rFQ/s320/DSC00450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711146991341730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some greedy person, who took more than 1 sample from the same stall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT2pluTfI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5QpVnWAu60o/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVT2pluTfI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5QpVnWAu60o/s320/DSC00453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711137249152498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;candy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVS0B4r5aI/AAAAAAAAAZY/r3kHAG-zWJg/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVS0B4r5aI/AAAAAAAAAZY/r3kHAG-zWJg/s320/DSC00454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270709992719902114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSz-cTRlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jD7_e5ruy-k/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSz-cTRlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jD7_e5ruy-k/s320/DSC00456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270709991795541586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and even though its a FOOD expo, there were some random stalls arnd too! this was some weird hand paraffin thingy, where you are supposed to stick your hands in liquid wax ;) and its supposed to do something (i forgot what) to your blood circulation :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSzGZwwiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/CqQ9-etis1w/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSzGZwwiI/AAAAAAAAAZI/CqQ9-etis1w/s320/DSC00458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270709976752505378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it peels off like a glove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSy9yR7uI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ToaPw4drw9k/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSy9yR7uI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ToaPw4drw9k/s320/DSC00461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270709974439423714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my 3rd cup of cafe nova! not my fault, since each cup only contains like 10 ml!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSy8klEdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/bZVPPRZNi44/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVSy8klEdI/AAAAAAAAAY4/bZVPPRZNi44/s320/DSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270709974113522130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lunch! on the floor, since all the tables were fully occupied, and we, being the nice ppl that we are, didn't go snatch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to karen's house afterwards!!! fiona had to stay with her friends though, so she couldn't join us :X but anw, we decided to take the bus cos karen thinks i wouldn't survive the walk there. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVbVc5VbwI/AAAAAAAAAao/cmszd2Wfibg/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVbVc5VbwI/AAAAAAAAAao/cmszd2Wfibg/s320/DSC00462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270719362999086850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her condo, which is painted PINK! karen thinks it looks like a temple from the outside, haha! but apparently, the inside is really quite posh and nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her nice mum (where did all the nice genes go!?) was at home, and made apple pie for us, haha. so after the singapore food expo, i got another mini food-expo there! thanks karebear, for the apple pie/chocolate/kiwi/'fake' ice water (lol) and the live-enzyme fruit alcholic thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to see her baby pics too, which are so darn cute! but didn't get to take any pics ): had a lot of fun laughing at her room (she has a pig-fetish!) &amp;amp; the random stuff there! shall write another post next time dedicated to "lame things that karen has said", so wait for it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRxj6v05I/AAAAAAAAAYw/v_Trel86GD0/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRxj6v05I/AAAAAAAAAYw/v_Trel86GD0/s320/DSC00464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708850804118418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;listening to her playing the piano for more than 1 hour! a personal concert, yay (: can't rmb all the pieces, except for surviver (which i recorded cos its super nice), the eternal feminine (*cough*), good friends, and the puppet's dance (her g8 piece, i think :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRxcUwteI/AAAAAAAAAYo/NVetQUlyuh0/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRxcUwteI/AAAAAAAAAYo/NVetQUlyuh0/s320/DSC00523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708848765744610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then she suddenly had an inkling to camwhore! (i swear, not me!) so we tried taking pics in front of the piano, against the window, on her bed...but thanks to bad lighting, they all turned out weird :X and that she had this brilliant idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE A PICTURE ON THE FLOOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there we are, laughing on the floor like maniacs. but guess what? it actually turned out the best =.- ohwow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left to meet mummy at marina bay afterwards. and i finally got new socks! 3 pairs, in fact (: so thats one thing to scrap off my wishlist, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wednesday&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went for CIP at woodlands primary school! was supposed to go with bennilo, but she had tennis training ): thank god yiying signed up too, or i would have&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;no one to go with :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To be honest, it wasn't quite what i expected. but still, it was really very fun&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;thanks palani&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yapan and the rest for planning it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQE4u7PoI/AAAAAAAAAXo/y-Y7ZYxWzvo/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQE4u7PoI/AAAAAAAAAXo/y-Y7ZYxWzvo/s320/DSC00480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270706983785938562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the primary school version of taupok? hahaha, i have no idea :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPLX5mm6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/U6BddcnsTkc/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPLX5mm6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/U6BddcnsTkc/s320/DSC00494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270705995719809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the midget called eddie! he's really short (no offence!) and loud :D kinda like jianghan i guess, except 10x cuter. haha, the one who actually made me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;run&lt;/span&gt;, and kept calling me chikopei after someone taught him that word. roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPLABqVQI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PhH4KLSrhpw/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPLABqVQI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PhH4KLSrhpw/s320/DSC00489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270705989311157506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;palani giving his 'motivational' speech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPKjR5cGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/14JDt3Dt1MA/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPKjR5cGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/14JDt3Dt1MA/s320/DSC00500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270705981594628194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the school canteen which was really nicely decorated! yiying went bonkers over this owl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPKOAQbRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Tfx0D9uqyvI/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVPKOAQbRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Tfx0D9uqyvI/s320/DSC00499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270705975883492626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chen ee and his newly established fan club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHy4bPyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/qmIP8FZftyk/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHy4bPyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/qmIP8FZftyk/s320/DSC00501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270704834731523874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;started playing hopscotch out of a childish whim, hoho. learnt that sakif can actually hop &amp;amp; throw quite well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHgUwRGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NhXw0IOu-Fw/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHgUwRGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NhXw0IOu-Fw/s320/DSC00502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270704829750068322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys turning off all the lights and locking jianghan in the toilet while he was pee-ing. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHTxzf7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/ctqO63Fq7sg/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHTxzf7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/ctqO63Fq7sg/s320/DSC00520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270704826382254002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHPRpXRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iQjJ6AiEjmY/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOHPRpXRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/iQjJ6AiEjmY/s320/DSC00521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270704825173630226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOGsXW34I/AAAAAAAAAWY/oRZs6jz-EVY/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVOGsXW34I/AAAAAAAAAWY/oRZs6jz-EVY/s320/DSC00497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270704815802343298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group picture taken afterwards! more of us than there are of them, actually :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRwt9gqsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/I6q06QPQLNg/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRwt9gqsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/I6q06QPQLNg/s320/DSC00510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708836320193218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dinner @ causeway point afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQFqIyfvI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yF_Gr9PNsqU/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQFqIyfvI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yF_Gr9PNsqU/s320/DSC00506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270706997047754482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shared korean food with yiying! couldn't decide between fish or chocken, so ended up doing sciccors-paper-stone in front of the queue. holy cow :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQFD6eKSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3DYAVjNbskg/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQFD6eKSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3DYAVjNbskg/s320/DSC00508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270706986787154210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wanted to take a picture of the cooking process, and was yelling to the uncle to wait. hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRwVGN8PI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dYCvPnIaoGM/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRwVGN8PI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dYCvPnIaoGM/s320/DSC00504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708829645828338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shopping with yiying (again)! doesn't that shirt look and sound like me!? i'm going to patent a mr. manly. put photo down there on the shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQGGB8CqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/SfaGzT0wpPU/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQGGB8CqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/SfaGzT0wpPU/s320/DSC00505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270707004535212706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yiying's spongeb0b addiction. found this at kiddy palace (for the kiddy people!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRxAOAs4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/l1aNBMKlKRI/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVRxAOAs4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/l1aNBMKlKRI/s320/DSC00524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708841221239682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our impulse buy, cos this used to be our favourite childhood candy, haha :D it melts in your mouth, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQFICD44I/AAAAAAAAAXw/V0yfxRkiyWY/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVQFICD44I/AAAAAAAAAXw/V0yfxRkiyWY/s320/DSC00511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270706987892728706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;saw this one the train while going home together. (rochelle, does this look familiar?? haha!) no explanation needed, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND BEFORE I FORGET I HAVE TO POST THESE!!! found this yoshi while going out with yiying after debate once. its cute, green and bean-ey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJI_heGWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/53agA-bTedo/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJI_heGWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/53agA-bTedo/s320/DSC00515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270699357746633058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;full view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJIRYfkVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/NcFM-xzR-bQ/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJIRYfkVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/NcFM-xzR-bQ/s320/DSC00516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270699345360949586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;butt view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJH2TH4aI/AAAAAAAAAWA/evybJt2PPb0/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJH2TH4aI/AAAAAAAAAWA/evybJt2PPb0/s320/DSC00517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270699338090668450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJHT2Qv3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/TaOpMkwenMI/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVJHT2Qv3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/TaOpMkwenMI/s320/DSC00518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270699328842809202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;side view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVIRmq57ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ij16c0uJwP4/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVIRmq57ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ij16c0uJwP4/s320/DSC00519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270698406182514066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and top view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i should end my post NOW, or it'll just be paragraphs of yoshi-idolising. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8258697009410044467?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8258697009410044467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8258697009410044467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-im-back-second-post-of-day-whoopee.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SSVUuPg6u5I/AAAAAAAAAag/--L66XwH1do/s72-c/DSC00443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8790020647776695706</id><published>2008-11-20T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:01:26.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KtXzfH_fDH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KtXzfH_fDH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.imeem.com/heidihohahey/music/waY8VIx4/corrinne_may_save_me/"&gt;Save Me - Corrinne May&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;I drift, I burn, I fly&lt;br /&gt;When you sing lullabies&lt;br /&gt;I'm helpless, I'm yearning&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the putty in your hands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;I laugh, I dream, I cry&lt;br /&gt;When you take me on a roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;You see me through and through&lt;br /&gt;You see just who i am&lt;br /&gt;Just take my hand and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Save me from this place&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;For you, my sweet embrace&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows I've been waiting for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;I had a dream that i&lt;br /&gt;was falling from the sky&lt;br /&gt;At 90 miles an hour&lt;br /&gt;I was bound to crash and die&lt;br /&gt;But out of nowhere you came and rescued me&lt;br /&gt;There must be some grace in the touch of your face&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that I've found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer afraid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Oh 'cause you&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this place&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows i'm falling&lt;br /&gt;For you my sweet embrace&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows I've been waiting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Before i met you&lt;br /&gt;Life was slow-mo&lt;br /&gt;So slow-mo&lt;br /&gt;I thought i had it figured out&lt;br /&gt;But you came and turned my whole world upside down&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Save me from this place&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;For you, my sweet embrace&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows you've come to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Save me from this place&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;For you, my sweet embrace&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;really like this song lots! (: couldn't embed it on the music player, so posted it with lyrics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;and yay! today's the day i finally get to slack at home :D (its thursday, btw, blogger's clock is screwed up xD) shall post about monday-wednesday once i get into the mood, haha. maybe later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, made a tatty bear picture in the morning for fun, &amp;amp; then decided to use it as a blog banner (: also added a very interesting picture on the side bar, and added marquee (which is the best html tag invented! :D) played around with the template a bit, and this was the end result! yup, i think it looks very different now from the &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=196735&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;original&lt;/a&gt; i got off blogskins.com, haha. really happy with this, so i probably won't be changing it anytime soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and also fixed + updated links! thanks janice, for telling me some were broken. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherise and jinwen in taiwan now, for their bsp trip. for 1 month. ONE FULL MONTH. argh!! i'm going crazy now that there's no one around to drive me crazy, and bug me to update. 2 weeks alr, i wonder if i can live through the 3rd! plus they get to share a room every night. argh x2!!! come back soon, or i'll die from lack-of-buggy-bugging (LOBB). &amp;amp; what rubbish, the 2 of you are getting married in hk!? argh x3!!! anw, come online more often! i can't send anymore overseas msgs alr :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm going to eat choco chip ice-cream now. and then sleep somemore! its piggy-day (copyrighted joanne), haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8790020647776695706?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8790020647776695706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8790020647776695706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/save-me-corrinne-may-i-drift-i-burn-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6836295002140174208</id><published>2008-11-16T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:52:49.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting about 13th/14th! which was during the a*star science exposure programme (: was more fun than expected, haha :D esp. with karen and enan in the group too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met at buona vista mrt station on the first day. i was the latest, since i took the wrong train at city hall and went all the way to kallang, roar! almost got lost trying to walk to biopolis, and had to jaywalk cos we missed one overhead bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enan: oi! cross now!&lt;br /&gt;karen: no! noo! (grabs onto me).&lt;br /&gt;(rish and enan dash across the road, which happened to be just outside the MOE building. in their school uniform in broad daylight.)&lt;br /&gt;karen: okay, cross after that car arh!&lt;br /&gt;(car zooms past)&lt;br /&gt;karen: no! behind still got another car!&lt;br /&gt;...and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we finally got to biopolis after lots of trouble and having arguments on whoose sense of direction to trust. in the end, we just listened to rish who went to print out a map since he apparently has no trust in anyone of us XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-OPykMCOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qr9ysERntOA/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-OPykMCOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qr9ysERntOA/s320/DSC00359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269086490969508066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even though they showed us all kinds of amazing technology and stuff there, this is by far the most EYE-OPENING thing in a*star!!! 20 CENTS MILO, OMG! spammed the machine with shi pei, (a new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;friend) cos the place was freezing cold. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-NsqEa6VI/AAAAAAAAAVY/lGtZqMkah4Q/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-NsqEa6VI/AAAAAAAAAVY/lGtZqMkah4Q/s320/DSC00409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269085887393360210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken with karen at the skybridge! got lots of stares, but nvm, i really felt like some kind of tourist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-NWwRDQrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/V18dKa9wXp4/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-NWwRDQrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/V18dKa9wXp4/s320/DSC00357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269085511099826866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my group's 'artistic' impression of what the world will look like in 2050...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-NLko3csI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xm3UxdzFYJY/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-NLko3csI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xm3UxdzFYJY/s320/DSC00358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269085318999929538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and our group name! at first we weren't sure if other people would get the joke. surprising, some did (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-MdA58WGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/u5lL4511h9Q/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-MdA58WGI/AAAAAAAAAUw/u5lL4511h9Q/s320/DSC00361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269084519133894754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the really cool nametags we got to keep after our visit to SIMTech! haha, it looks so prefessional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-MR58WmKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/W97c7aOYOgM/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-MR58WmKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/W97c7aOYOgM/s320/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269084328286394530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random drawing when we got so bored :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most fun part was building this wind turbine thingy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9kZ6qes3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/80RqL3hDGPk/s1600-h/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9kZ6qes3I/AAAAAAAAAUg/80RqL3hDGPk/s320/DSC00368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269040485453706098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9kFizqtQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/TC4_5pfzNZc/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9kFizqtQI/AAAAAAAAAUY/TC4_5pfzNZc/s320/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269040135452407042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9j4Y_0jRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/895NC_6k89E/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9j4Y_0jRI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/895NC_6k89E/s320/DSC00375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269039909480729874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9jIgn8_MI/AAAAAAAAAUI/abQAYpYhZTI/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9jIgn8_MI/AAAAAAAAAUI/abQAYpYhZTI/s320/DSC00377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269039086894382274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9i7JwWZ3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/6H3ctJrbeyQ/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9i7JwWZ3I/AAAAAAAAAUA/6H3ctJrbeyQ/s320/DSC00381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038857417287538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was when we finally tested out the wind turbine, and we ended up getting up a NEGATIVE value =O how did that happen!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9ivWoQobI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KS68JjTjtdM/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR9ivWoQobI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KS68JjTjtdM/s320/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269038654714585522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so we tweaked the results! can't tell cos we covered up the bottom part with masking tape. MWAHAHAHA. "if you cant make it, then fake it!" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8FHRe3k4I/AAAAAAAAATw/Ob4qDEMmuiA/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8FHRe3k4I/AAAAAAAAATw/Ob4qDEMmuiA/s320/DSC00415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935711556866946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group picture after the buffet lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8E7gJbB_I/AAAAAAAAATo/JNiiFaJeEa4/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8E7gJbB_I/AAAAAAAAATo/JNiiFaJeEa4/s320/DSC00417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935509335017458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went to visit fusionworld! which is a really cool exhibit, even better than science centre! think binale, just except its science, not art :D the green machine can take 3-D photographs of your face, rcognise your identity and even adjust itself according to your height via sensors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8Euw99AtI/AAAAAAAAATg/u8EODKfKlW0/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8Euw99AtI/AAAAAAAAATg/u8EODKfKlW0/s320/DSC00418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268935290512016082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was the best thing in fusion world! the machine supposedly reads brain impulses and stuff. if you focus hard enough, the car on the screen will actually move based on your thoughts alone!!! freaking cool, i think! picture taken by karen (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot more impressive stuff, but no photography was allowed. one was about a monitoring system that would send out an alarm if the person stopped moving and breathing for 10 seconds. enan tried to get it to work, but he kept moving, so he failed, lol! but karen actually got the machine to beep, cos she's good at playing dead (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8D_GiuBbI/AAAAAAAAATY/V4pgCn5Jvm4/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8D_GiuBbI/AAAAAAAAATY/V4pgCn5Jvm4/s320/DSC00420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268934471669646770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went to marketplace cos we had some extra time afterwards. and it was only after seeing these soft toys that i realized how badly karen has been polluted by me ;) mwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8DxL_PDAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/2eIVXsQKFT0/s1600-h/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8DxL_PDAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/2eIVXsQKFT0/s320/DSC00422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268934232613260290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some dry group discussion :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8Dj9jwjHI/AAAAAAAAATI/VRzlXz9sosQ/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8Dj9jwjHI/AAAAAAAAATI/VRzlXz9sosQ/s320/DSC00425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268934005401619570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;near the end, we had to take group pictures!!! to save the trouble of going to the actual site, they actuallu used the projector to create a fake backdrop, LOL!  way spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8DVnL7fDI/AAAAAAAAATA/I9EWAKAThaQ/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8DVnL7fDI/AAAAAAAAATA/I9EWAKAThaQ/s320/DSC00426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268933758877924402" try="" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-O1uOAxSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/zow451uxY5M/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so then we went to the actual site to take the pics! this took an awfully long time, cos the photographer apparently had no idea how to use a camera, lol! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=""&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-O1uOAxSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/zow451uxY5M/s320/DSC00395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269087142637782306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enan on the train trying to avoid the camera, but ended up being captured as a dementor, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8CMKhOkzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pvwL_bNxQ-0/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR8CMKhOkzI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pvwL_bNxQ-0/s320/DSC00429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268932497052177202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and karen, our own personal ah po, taking the priority seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, thats about all the pictures! really happy to have made new friends there :D will probably be meeting them again in june next year, yay! and debate yesterday was really fun too, even though we  got owned by scgs for the second time this year. and thanks yiying, for sacrificing floorball outing to come for the match! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tired out now, have been out of home everyday since the holidays started :X at least i'll finally get to stay home on monday &amp;amp; tuesday next week, haha. AND MY MUM JUST BOUGHT CARROT CAKE HOME FOR LUNCH! so i'm going to eat it now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6836295002140174208?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6836295002140174208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6836295002140174208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/posting-about-13th14th-which-was-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SR-OPykMCOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qr9ysERntOA/s72-c/DSC00359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-3304960377898259872</id><published>2008-11-12T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:01:04.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at school now ): boohoohoo, stuck in the comp lab from now till 2pm! thats so sad ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came at 8.30am for srs meeting, which ended at 9plus. and debate is on later at 2, urgh. forgot to bring homework to do, so i'm basically slacking, and playing solitaire :X maybe i should seriously get started on the research paper due for debate. anw, my home modem is so screwed up i doubt i can have a proper online convo till tmr when the singtel guy reactivates the line. roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my dad just got me a 4 GB memory card for my phone. yay-ness :D now i can go kop stuff from more people, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since i'm so bored, i shall post about the stuffies since psl training (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, class outing! yup, this time there were 14 people!!! which is a record for this year i think :D fiona, jac-jac, tanya, bennilo, krabby panny, valerie zheng feng, yijie, chiah hock, clarence, alvin, evan &amp;amp; elgin (: had to join them slightly later at subway because of debate training. and while waiting for val, we went into the arcade, and some of us got chased out becoz of our vj shorts, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most fun part was the ice-skating! ;) haha, first time in my life i ever tried it. still rmb the time my dad brought me to snow city, and i refused to budge from the snowman cos i didn't want to slide down the 3-storey slope-thingy! :X yup, but the skates were really quite soggy and smelly ): i think i defy the laws of physics, cos my feet seemed to expand, not contract, when its cold! had to change shoe size like 2 times. thank god for amy and benny who held on to me when i was scared, even though i almost pulled them down more than once XD yeah, and also to val and tanya, who like me, had no idea how to skate. thank goodness i'm not the only one, heehee. we should go again some other time :D hopefully can learn to skate properly by then, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to say byebye to tanya amy and val, who had to go pack their luggage/go to singapore flyer. yeah, and i forgot to send tanya a byebye msg!!!! omg, i feel so bad about it :X yeah, but at least i got to hug you b4 you left! can't wait to see you two again, even though i'm now OFFCIALLY pang-sehhed for the ssef project! its just me and the butterflies now, rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for bowling with the rest :D too bad yijie didn't bowl! or i'd have felt less *cough* unmanly. yeah, my score was under 50 again =O (thanks to someone. *ahem*) maybe also cos i didn't flap enough, haha! must invest more wind power the next time :D anyways, the rest of the imba people went to score like 80/90/100. kind of funny, since the first person to bowl got the highest, and the last person got the lowest. don't have the phone cable with me now, so i can't post the score and spastic pics! shall do that when i get home, haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to leave after that to join my mum and brother for sakae sushi, yay! but the bus took so long that they had already finished eating by the time i arrived, argh. so they ended up waiting for me for like 1/2 hour! sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on sunday, went to support fiona in her campus superstar prelims! haha, janice was there from start to end with her too(: even though we couldn't watch her sing and got repeatedly chased out from the mediacorp waiting room, at least fionana could feel our love (i hope!) yup, and met her sis joey, and her mum there too. her family is so supportive :D thanks for the bread and noodles, hahaha! and playing cards with joey and jan really makes me feel manly :D even though i keep getting stress-ed :X ngoh joined us later, at around 3plus, and missed out on the food, haha. well, like you said, better late than nvr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my dear nana: you are always my superstar/idol/champion! haha, i will listen to you sing as often as you like :D including twinkle twinkle little star after swallowing helium, LOL! at least you were very very close to getting chosen :D lets try again next time, i promise i'll be there with you then! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with dad to jurong point to pick up some clothes afterwards. haha, thank god all black and white,  no skirts and pink stuff =.= unlike what he got last time, what pink stripes and flowers. not sure if i will wear them, but at least they make my wardrobe more colourful, haha :D and got to eat jap food again (super lucky!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked at home on monday, then went to meet my sweet gracie at bishan mrt station to pass her the bridging curriculum books :D so sad she isn't in 11, but nvm, i'll still get to see her around lots! oh and jiayou for reading everything, haha! and no, i don't mean it in a sadistic way ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TUESDAY! welcome lunch for the vietnamese and indian scholars at school. there was actually catered food!  haha, let me try to remember their names. the ones in v11 are called amanda (track runner! jaime was so excited over it, haha!), riyo (nice name! and she has a niceeee accent too!), roy, kevin (who supports chealsea and therefore got booed by kimberley), jack (who supports man-U and therefore got a hi-5 with kimberley) and also april (super sweet smile) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS CALLED MANLY JOE BY THE JUNIORS! and really, i didn't force them to say that, i just gave them really really subtle hints. plus they wouldn't say it if they didn't mean it right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, ngoh has got it into his stupid system to create an alter ego/evil twin. which involves telling the poor sweet junior:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my name is 'sky'.&lt;br /&gt;-i was born in the USA.&lt;br /&gt;-i migrated to singapore when i was 3.&lt;br /&gt;-i have a twin sister, who is in canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what utter rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; after welcome lunch, had some discussion over what games to plan for IPO. quite a few great ideas, hopefully we can work on them somemore :D then went out again to parkway parade with minlin, marian, michelle, kimberley, jordana, yi meng, clarence and andre. went to swensens for their happy hour deal, which is like any 2 ice-creams for $9.80! haha, shared with jordana (*cough* andre was too shy, even though he totally wanted to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as a result, yi meng aka ah hua, didn't get to execute his plan, which was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. wait for jordana and andre to sit opposite each other.&lt;br /&gt;2. while they are staring deep into each others eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. when they have totally forgotten about the ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;4. yi meng jumps in with a spoon &amp;amp; kopes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. yay. mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent half the time eating and the other half crapping and laming. about double berry, sticking cold hands up shirts &amp;amp; the how yi meng's arm is anti-climax. and i only found out yesterday how much michelle likes food hahaha!! everyone was giving her little bits of their ice cream, so she ate approximately a total of 3 cups! shall post the photos when i get home again, hoho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to borders afterwards with minlin and the guys, cos the rest left early (: paperchase has super nice notebooks :D was reading random books off the shelf, and apparently, minlin says she only reads books that are pink/purple in colour, and have nice designs! then she pointed out an example on the shelf. but most unluckily for her, the book was titled "the virgin's valentine", or something like that. lmao!! so she likes that type of book :D i see i see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw this really funny book called "girls are weirdos". darn hilarious, talks about all the things that girls do, and insults every last bit of it. and then clarence started reading horny books for no reason at all, and laughed like a fool. tsk tsk, he actually wanted to buy that book! it was full of sick quotes by sick people. but have to say it was really very funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went downstairs to the canteen to discuss IPO with michelle, jaime and yimeng. going with them to crash exco meeting later :D hohoho! shall edit post later tonight (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-3304960377898259872?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3304960377898259872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3304960377898259872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-school-now-boohoohoo-stuck-in-comp.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-240248308089357137</id><published>2008-11-12T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:19:42.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally got into the mood to blog, after days of slacking away, haha (: okay, so this post will be about the psl training last week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3l4MS97I/AAAAAAAAASw/t6s1RJopEGM/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3l4MS97I/AAAAAAAAASw/t6s1RJopEGM/s320/DSC00287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267443100553508786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had to write nametags for ourselves because the trainer couldn't remember all our names, haha! my name is recognized as a male! except when meanie amy tried to edit it by writing "Fe" in front. haha, but she obviously didn't succeed, neh neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3fmA4teI/AAAAAAAAASo/azqP-Qjle_4/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3fmA4teI/AAAAAAAAASo/azqP-Qjle_4/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267442992594597346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken after playing the caterpillar game, where we had to pick out the words "victoria". the balloon has a smiley face on it, not sure if can be seen. try enlarging, and spot the similarities! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3ZE2z2kI/AAAAAAAAASg/A4jyCxGTfJc/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3ZE2z2kI/AAAAAAAAASg/A4jyCxGTfJc/s320/DSC00284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267442880614750786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and somehow, the day ended with a no-reason-at-all taupok. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3LA5YBII/AAAAAAAAASY/n4saNsLVWmw/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3LA5YBII/AAAAAAAAASY/n4saNsLVWmw/s320/DSC00339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267442639033599106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;visited kranji war memorial in the morning. and can you believe it, amy &amp;amp; me only laughed less than 10 times during the whole 3 hours. the mood was kind of serious, i guess. yup, and we were told to write down what we want to be remembered as when we die. this is my tombstone written by a certain obnoxious individual ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad is gone = joanne is dead!?! *sniff* have to agree its quite funny though, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3DKgfYzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/MAeHzYM--6A/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3DKgfYzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/MAeHzYM--6A/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267442504174625586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this was super spastic!!! rohan and smeet doing some kind of indian dance, rofl! didn't get a video, but it was really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm27rEX0mI/AAAAAAAAASI/kHDcfyGUN0o/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm27rEX0mI/AAAAAAAAASI/kHDcfyGUN0o/s320/DSC00342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267442375476105826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;judy writing the psl cheer! she is super gifted in these kind of thing, lol! i love the cheer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2yEoOBxI/AAAAAAAAASA/T5Cmx_rYTdo/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2yEoOBxI/AAAAAAAAASA/T5Cmx_rYTdo/s320/DSC00283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267442210538653458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys adding in a 'special' component into the cheer. now we all have to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2qE2CRDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/B2_XxtlOpF4/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2qE2CRDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/B2_XxtlOpF4/s320/DSC00281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267442073157649458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yiying and michelle doing some sort of performance for us, haha (: i can't rmb what it was about though :X the person wearing a yellow jacket is judy! (and its called a bimbo jacket btw, hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2iwu44aI/AAAAAAAAARw/mYNdkEo8k7U/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2iwu44aI/AAAAAAAAARw/mYNdkEo8k7U/s320/DSC00279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267441947499880866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the instructor called alvin (: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fortunately&lt;/span&gt;, not alvin pang, haha! was playing a game to do with "don't touch me!" and running apstically around a bottle. this game was kind of stressful since we didn't get it done smoothly at first, but we eventually made it anw. great job ppl! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2ctwmWRI/AAAAAAAAARo/hsS53rFlocw/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2ctwmWRI/AAAAAAAAARo/hsS53rFlocw/s320/DSC00278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267441843622533394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a lecture about the different types of fears people face (: mistakes, failure, rejection, and unknown. i think the 3rd one is more applicable to me :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2XBiDH7I/AAAAAAAAARg/VHvBh2cUiCk/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2XBiDH7I/AAAAAAAAARg/VHvBh2cUiCk/s320/DSC00277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267441745850998706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and and and!!! some kind of forfeit done after a game. the 4 losers (liesl, bryan, iggy, minlin) had to do a mash potato, hahahahahaha! their reaction was super hilarious, minlin was like jumping with nervousness :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2Nu-nTmI/AAAAAAAAARY/-miaTMljSCw/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2Nu-nTmI/AAAAAAAAARY/-miaTMljSCw/s320/DSC00276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267441586251714146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a shot taken without her knowing! sexy charissa on the floor! *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2HM-CnEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bLXJQ063g50/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm2HM-CnEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bLXJQ063g50/s320/DSC00275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267441474043288642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had to write notes for ourselves and other people after each day (: supposed to record our learning progress and build relationships with others too. thanks to everyone who wrote to me :D really appreciate it lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1sLgtmjI/AAAAAAAAARI/58OhBjzRn5A/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1sLgtmjI/AAAAAAAAARI/58OhBjzRn5A/s320/DSC00274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267441009795373618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a shoe game! when our shoes were kicked around into a huge jumble. then we had to retrieve it within 5 seconds (or somewhere there!) was also during this game that i tore a hole into my knee, lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3/day 4 (overnight!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1kxSQaUI/AAAAAAAAARA/2Nv45t1YRMM/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1kxSQaUI/AAAAAAAAARA/2Nv45t1YRMM/s320/DSC00266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440882496334146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the other trainer, andrew playing the guitar for us (: he's really really pro, just like our judy :D who also played the graduation song &amp;amp; teardrops on my guitar later that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1SkkoI2I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/b8EYK0gQQis/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1SkkoI2I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/b8EYK0gQQis/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440569846080354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the most fun activity, where we were provided lots of cool materials (like tennis balls, water bags, etc.) and told to design a game! haha, it was really great, esp. since i got to ENTER THE GUYS TOILET. MWAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, i think the game where we had to stand on toilet seats and throw water bombs out for our teammates to catch was the best :D super duper funny to see rohan run from my cubicle to amy's and then to clarence's like an excited chicky. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1M_So-QI/AAAAAAAAAQw/32ZIMkcVW5I/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1M_So-QI/AAAAAAAAAQw/32ZIMkcVW5I/s320/DSC00258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440473939179778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yi meng getting poked by something on the floor, hahaha! and *ahem* someone trying to help him. looks darn wrong if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1HjsVGvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/95BhNe4gkn0/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm1HjsVGvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/95BhNe4gkn0/s320/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440380631390962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a GAY forfeit. i reserve my comments for this one, i think its quite obvious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm02JiVq5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/5GW8S-iP1pI/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm02JiVq5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/5GW8S-iP1pI/s320/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440081552386962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the group of people discussing how to sabo other people. *cough* a conspiracy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm0owWo4SI/AAAAAAAAAQY/INnOF9liW_Y/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm0owWo4SI/AAAAAAAAAQY/INnOF9liW_Y/s320/DSC00243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267439851454128418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohoh!!!! and amy and me shared the same bed that night!!!!! and we even showered in the same cubicle!!!! hahahahahahaha!!!!! (refer blw**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the overnight was really great! got to eat pizza that the trainers treated us to, and also watch movie till like 3am! even though most of us were dead beat and sleeping throughout, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some other random pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm0hZasJrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/h6643wRcpq4/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm0hZasJrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/h6643wRcpq4/s320/DSC00286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267439725038020274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRmz8c2c8KI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gpSrvvtibaM/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRmz8c2c8KI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gpSrvvtibaM/s320/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267439090304610466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and we went out almost every single day after psl training cos we were so high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday-parkway. (eat!)&lt;br /&gt;tuesday-tampines mall (eat!)&lt;br /&gt;wednesday-suntec (watch movie!)&lt;br /&gt;friday- great world city (eat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, can see the trend of putting on weight? :D really excited about planning IPO, since there's so much to do, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND I'M SO HAPPY! i actually got to be psl for 09v11! haha, its like the best thing over this week! didn't expect to be so lucky, lol (: yep, and looking forward to working with ipo day3 comm and v11 psls too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like 1am now, and i still have to go to school at 8.30am for cca. argh. shall go sleep now, haha! will post more tmr if possible :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**it was a bunk bed. and we went into the same cubicle at different times :D haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-240248308089357137?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/240248308089357137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/240248308089357137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-finally-got-into-mood-to-blog-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_KL49NZSMEn4/SRm3l4MS97I/AAAAAAAAASw/t6s1RJopEGM/s72-c/DSC00287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-8799887757687572557</id><published>2008-11-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:46:15.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just back from psl camp! &amp;amp; finally figured out why the words turn invisible on mozilla firefox. so now its fixed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post about the training tmr, when i finish transferring the pics to my comp. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-8799887757687572557?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8799887757687572557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/8799887757687572557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-back-from-psl-camp-finally-figured.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-3556259255468463425</id><published>2008-11-03T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:22:59.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha! i'm feeling so happy and tired today! but i shall post, since its supposedly improving my english. or at least, my spelling ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many exciting things happened over the last few days, and it going to get even more interesting! preparation for symposium was number one on the list. was STUCK in the comp lab trying to revamp our butterfly project powerpoint, at the request of teofatfat. and in his opinion, a good powerpoint involves having test tubes fly all over the screen, and bits of soil floating down the slides. if you don't understand this part, don't worry, because i'm completely lost too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks t0 amy's imba computer skills, we managed to pull off quite nice slides by friday(: thanks too, tanya, for helping us to make the cue cards and everything! (even though i lost them :X BUT GUESS WHAT? i found them in my tissue paper pouch today! haha!) i'm so glad i SURVIVED the 3 days, esp. with a PARTICULAR someone next to me, going "neh neh pok" at random intervals. *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on friday, we had welcome and matriculation day! ran around the school to set up the signboards and tables right before the event with amy. super confusing because all the different groups were doing different things. but we still managed to set up on time (with the excpetion of some people who came 1 hour early. haha, so enthu!) was in charge of registration. then chan poh meng happily came over to the people at the booth, and told us: the most important thing is to SMILE! so i smiled at him. and the great pohpoh said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THAT SMILE IS SCARY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, what's wrong with my smile?! i mean, its MANLY! how bad can it be?! and it didn't help that ms ngerg and mr teo were also suanning me for writing down descriptions of all the 09v11 girls. i was just trying to get to know them better. REALLY, i should be given the benefit of the doubt ;Dplus mr chan's speech and powerpoint slides don't seem to have changed at all since last year! even his jokes are the same, lamo (: wish i had gone to the clasrooms to crash the junior's interaction session with the rest, it sounded so fun (: even though a certain someone claimed to have ran away after getting "badly dao-ed" haha, it probably specific to the INDIVIDUAL :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uniform sale afterward was hectic. i think i should never ever get into the clothing line of work, because i basically made a fool out of myself (hah! as though i haven't enough alr.) examples include telling some guy his waistline was probably 37 when it was actually 31. holy cow. thank god the situation was eventually salvaged! ohwells, at least val, amy and kimberley did such the great job that the uniform auntie was really happy :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and had to go back to school on SATURADY. the actual symposium wasn't as great as we (or i) hoped though, due to too little people tuning up ): the lt was kind of empty since there were only VIPers there, along with some juniors-to-be (: and our presentation had only 5 audience! of which 3 were rohan's family who had come to s'pore to visit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ROHAN, I'M SO SINCERELY SORRY! i accidentally called his sis 'rohan's mum', right in front of her. i'm a kuku, a retard, a level 1 moron and eligible candidate for euthanasia. really. i promise to keep quiet next time and not talk till i'm told to do so ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, the dubai people who were sharing the helmsman centre with us did a really great job with their presentation! the room was so full that no one could squeeze in, mwahaha. i was almost inclined to try dubai for next years overseas indiventure after listening to them, lol (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had a class outing after symposium and helping pack up! class outing with 8 people, not bad! went to kalling leisure park for walking, eating and bowling, haha. thanks amy and fiona for helping me deal with the unexpected crisis halfway through, LOL. went for a game of bowling afterwards (: (the scoreboard read: panny, fiony, elginny, hockey, jiey, alvinny and clarry. the guys came up with this, not me!) haha! and i have succesfully proven that i'm not the MOST unmanly afterall! ;D imba chiah hock, 113 points for what!? at least now he owes us all a treat, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sunday was a VERY VERY long day. met up once again with fiona and amy at raffles city. walked around a bit with amy while waiting for fiona. (see fiona, i'm so nice, i didn't mention &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. haha!) and we totally embarassed ourselves doing stupid things, like neh neh poking in public and going "nihao!" to some weird statues. XD see lah, amy, you are such a disappointment *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then fiona called to ask where we were. had to go circles around the place until we found her! had lunch at sushi tei, while the evil amy went to take spastic pictures! *ROARS.* her camera is a liability to society! too bad that we didn't get to eat with janice, though we met her later on (: yup, and all the details + pics are already on the evil person's blog! too lazy to write down all the &lt;strong&gt;embarrasing &lt;/strong&gt;things that we did. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psl training so far was REALLY good, and fun! even though it is very draining because of all the activities and discussion. to give it due credit, i shall post about it once everything is over :D overnight tomorrow at BOYS BRIGADE (omg, so manly! its a male thing!), quite excited about it. hopefully we get proper places to sleep in, and not a cave like pahang :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and congrats to karen! i really look forward to the 13th/14th with you (: we shall have 'fun' together, kaes? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something just happened that made me really happy (: must write it down somewhere, or i'm scared the feeling might just go away. seeing my name up there on the screen was really one of the best things ever :D i really thought you had already forgotten, but you didn't, haha! feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. like fuzzy lumpkins! LOL. stick to alphabetical order next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*very happy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-3556259255468463425?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3556259255468463425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/3556259255468463425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahaha-im-feeling-so-happy-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6277242559968133295</id><published>2008-11-01T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:48:15.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yup, last day of school today. i thought i should post something to mark this special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks 08v11, for everything this year. (: i think it has been one of the most life-changing in my life so far. i've learnt to be happier, stronger, and of course, more manly! i think that i've been a noisy classmate to have, always laughing at the wrong times and shooting off lame comments like free, but i'm really grateful for all of your patience with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to kare-bear, the-one-who-reads-really-corny-nlb-books, and laughs-like-a-machine-gun:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there with me (: you have suffered the most under my negative influence, but you have never given up on trying to change me for the better! you always know when i'm sad or serious, and you always make me feel cared for. there's a little voice in my head that's you, telling me to look for the rainbow behind those clouds. and you are the one who helped me find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to buggy:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all your bits and pieces of happiness! even though 'you're right, i'm left', you have still done so much for me. i miss you loads, having you around to smack my butt and call me 'mummy', hearing your meows, and the princess shasha crap. you are probably the one who can instinctively know what i'm thinking, which is probably why the things we openly talk about are such utter rubbish (: your messages at 3am usually ruin my dreams, but i go back to sleep really happy after reading them. you were the one who converted me into this crazy monster that i am now, so take responsibility now! and stay my friend forever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to beaver cum dorio:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the little everyday stuff that you do for me! to beaver, for putting up with me spoiling your quiet revision time the moment is come into class everyday(: and to doria, who keeps smiling despite all the sick things i put into your head all the time. you have a wonderful gift for making me feel good again despite everything that goes bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the nana-banana-with-the-same-phone-as-me:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all your love, hugs, and smiles! your friendship is truly, erm, physical, but thats the way i like it, haha. sitting next to you has taught me many things, and you have given me a lot that i can never thank you enough for (: i really wish i could keep you in a box and carry you around with me forever and ever! i hope that someday in the future, maybe 10 years from now, i can still look at you in the eye and say "neh neh!", and then "boobs! i talked sick again!" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wennie-wenwen and cheezy-minmin:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my knees, my 'support'! you are always cute and lively, and so adorable (: thanks for unscrewing the screwed me, even though i ended up getting more screwed by cher anyways. even though quite small in size, you will always be big in my heart! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the evil one who-thinks-you-are-taller-than-me:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the times you have made me laugh, made me agitated, and made me stunned! and sometimes, all three together (: you are seriously in need of therapy sometimes, but your nonsense helps to keep me distracted and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the amy-ah my-hamai, the one with so many names i can't think of them all, thank you! for the neh neh poks, butterflies, and for all the joy you brought into my life! you are always patient and loving, and ever willing to help me! yay for times we have spent together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to janice, who exchanges listening ears with me! thank you for those long bus rides together, where we sit and talk non-stop, then stone, and start crapping again. i really appreciate all the advice you have given me! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; especially to jianing, judy, rochelle &amp;amp; yinghui too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i had the time to write a lot more, but i am really exhausted after the outing today XD besides, i could fuill a book on the people i want to thank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank YOU for having made 2008 full of love and fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6277242559968133295?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6277242559968133295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6277242559968133295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/yup-last-day-of-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-671124201681535084</id><published>2008-11-01T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:01:01.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as told by kimmy to post this! (the DIY quiz from her blog ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Somebody:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really know how to tell you this, but I’m joining the Convent. I think I realized it when we skinny dipped in the bathtub, at the mental hospital, and I saw you sit on my boyfriend. I’m sure you’re cowardly enough to understand that I get turned on by garbage men. (omg?) I’m returning our matching snoopy underwear to you, but I’ll keep your neighbour’s dog as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about the moose poaching and the apartment building is on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go milk a cow,&lt;br /&gt;Joanne (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERM. i wonder how that happened? LOL! what a moose anyway??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-671124201681535084?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/671124201681535084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/671124201681535084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-told-by-kimmy-to-post-this-diy-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-6948861335277282164</id><published>2008-10-29T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:53:40.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, i'm back! uploaded a new skin that i'm sure hamai will like :D totally her type, all grey-ey and stuff (: the last skin made the words so small that they practically blended into the background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came home from debates (its 8.40pm now!). and a 4-hour training is seriously not a good idea. and no, not because i'm a slacker, but because we young people have vibrant minds and energetic bodies that require expenditure of energy by constant activity, ____________(add in bio rubbish about metabolism here). its seriously not fun when your coach is an old coot who likes suanning people, and picks on unsuspecting souls like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach: blah blah, mexico and agertina, blah blah blah, Uniting for Concensus, blah blah blah blah...and the African Union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he blahs some more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach: "oh, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and for joanne's sake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Ezulwini is spelt as E Z U L W I N I."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh WOW! i am so SURE that everyone else in the room knew exactly who/what/when/where EZULWINI is/was!! other than me of course!! and guess what!? i knew don't know what ezulwini is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy winnie? as in winnie the pooh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention? i have learnt a new amazing technique for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach: hey, you need to slow down a lot more!! let me teach you this cool trick. you know that everyone has this little voice in their head? i'm sure you have one too! when you talk, you should slow down so much until that little voice in your mind starts telling you: speed the bloody hell up!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh WOW! now all i need is to find a vulgar voicebox to stick in my skull! wowowow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i sincerely apologise for mentioning that Japan has the world's 2nd highest GDP, but not the fact that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- she is the 2nd largest contributor to the UN budget.&lt;br /&gt;- she pledges more funds to the security council than Russia, China, Britain and France combined.&lt;br /&gt;- that Article 9 of the Constitution prevents Japan from having a standing army.&lt;br /&gt;- and that she was nominated 9 times for 2-year term representations on non-permanent seats in the UN security council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you happen to know any of the above, wow! *kowtows to you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though my examples were what he described to be 'categorically false', which i, with my limited mental faculties, simplified to mean 'incorrect', at least i tried ): he didn't have to be a meanie about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to happier things! i have just realized that ALL of my juniors from dhs debates are coming to vjc! i'm like so ecstatic right now, i feel like going "bwahahaha!!!" and also, they won't be scared off by me since they already know my sick nature (: welcome to vj, my darlings grace, samara, and shafaye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and now i shall get on with the very very very BELATED quiz doria tagged me to do 5 months ago :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. When was the last time you felt grateful with what you have?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday(: it happened while i was playing pokemon-eot on my ds, and there was this really sweet and touching scene when squirtle watched the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. What disappoints you the most?&lt;br /&gt;when people call me unmanly. how disappointing! (amy's catchphrase XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. What’s your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;lets see...probably sleeping. or being with the people i love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or maybe even the 2 together, LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;if used correctly, then yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;that i'll always be with people that i care for, and who care for me too ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you prefer a kiss or a hug?&lt;br /&gt;both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;superficially, my wallet. which i have almost lost 4 times :X it has all my neoprints, i/c, ez-link and various impt stuff (: imagine if i lost it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complicatedly, the people around me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;invest in property! mwahaha! see, i guess financial lit did pay off somehow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;br /&gt;its a secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Doria!&lt;br /&gt;-very very very sweet (: better than sugar and honey!&lt;br /&gt;-hardworking!&lt;br /&gt;-really gentle, and she will probably not hurt a fly. okay, maybe a fly if it bites her. XD&lt;br /&gt;-can't resist adding a fourth one! she's pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;happy people make me happy! happiness is contagious, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;people who suan yoshi-shi. boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road?&lt;br /&gt;Probably still studying. so miserable, another decade of books! and probably looking for a serious soulmate by then (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;haha, to be super-manly, just not as muscular as superman! cos now he can't wear anything except for a jumpsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;my family and friends :D okay, that's plural, but i'm a greedy person (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Any childhood memories you’ll like to re-live?&lt;br /&gt;swinging in those baby swings that are so tiny and cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you have a chance to change your life now, what would you want to change?&lt;br /&gt;be less insecure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Which cartoon character do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;no fair! yoshi is not a disney character :X okay, i shall say winnie the pooh, because he's naive and pure-hearted (: (yes, i know its a direct contrast with my sick mind. boohoo.) and he cares a lot for his friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you think you're pretty/handsome?&lt;br /&gt;i shall be ego and say that i'm MANLY! speaking of which, i shall flood doria's tagboard with the previos sentence. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jin Wen (do this b4 you fly to china! XD)&lt;br /&gt;2. Ying Hui (haha, i bet you have done over 100 quizzes on your blog alr!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Eugenia (yuzu!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Clarence (actually, even if you do this quiz, i won't be able to see your answers. *sigh*)&lt;br /&gt;5. Nicholas (forget the newspaper apology thing, do this instead ;D)&lt;br /&gt;6. Kimberley (i'll post the DIY thing! 2gether with the matching snoopy underwear :D)&lt;br /&gt;7. Hamai (neh neh ni boob boob! k, thats sick, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for welcome and matriculation (why can't we just call it registration!?) &amp;amp; VIP symposium! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651572698835054969-6948861335277282164?l=ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6948861335277282164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651572698835054969/posts/default/6948861335277282164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethanol-intoxicated.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-im-back-uploaded-new-skin-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne Low</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17671531785843781332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651572698835054969.post-7963271272707014625</id><published>2008-10-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:33:36.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd post of the day! its the deepavalli mood, can't help it. or rather, i can't sleep! so i shall answer yinghui's quiz (can tag you back ltr? haha! then you have to answer twice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for simplicity's sake, just going to put lovers (mwahaha!) from hong wen and dunman in first ten. (: and the rest from 08v11's class register by index number ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ying Hui&lt;br /&gt;2) Eugenia&lt;br /&gt;3) Wee Leng&lt;br /&gt;4) Cherise&lt;br /&gt;5) Hui Min&lt;br /&gt;6) Jin Wen&lt;br /&gt;7) Michelle&lt;br /&gt;8) Pei Jun&lt;br /&gt;9) Joceline&lt;br /&gt;10) Jia Ning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Alvin&lt;br /&gt;12) Benita&lt;br /&gt;13) Beverly&lt;br /&gt;14) Evan&lt;br /&gt;15) Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;16) Chiah Hock&lt;br /&gt;17) Clarence&lt;br /&gt;18) Elgin&lt;br /&gt;19) Judy&lt;br /&gt;20) Rochelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. What is your relationship with 14?&lt;br /&gt;a 1-year classmate (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2. do you love 6 (Jin Wen)?&lt;br /&gt;haha! of course! she's my knee, i have to love her! muacks, wenwen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3. Did you see 13 naked before (Beverly)?&lt;br /&gt;if i did, i wouldn't be alive to tell you. i mean, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4. How did you know 5 (Hui Min)?&lt;br /&gt;close friends in dunman high and till now! i bet i still know the way to your house after having been there at least 5 times. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q5.Is 7 a boy or girl (Michelle)?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. a girl, duh. too cute to be a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on second thoughts, why don't you go check for yourself? ;D (hey, don't blame me if you think sick! i just meant ASKING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q6. Is 9 your best friend (Joceline)?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is a good friend now, that i would like very much to be a great friend in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q7. How old is 18 last year (Elgin)?&lt;br /&gt;lol. exactly 1 year before, he was still 13. haha, what a kid! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q8. What is 12's full name (Benita)?&lt;br /&gt;Benita Koh Wei Zhen! Otherwise known as noom. or otherwise otherwise known as benny the oglie. or otherwise otherwise otherwise just as '.' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q9. Did you kiss 17 before?&lt;br /&gt;what utter rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q10. Can 4 (Cherise) be in a relationship with you?&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently her ex-husband. therefore the question should be rephrased. I &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;in a relationship with her till she decided to get herself "young wives for pleasure and mature ones for childbirth!" (in her own words, not mine! really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q11. Who does 2 always hang out with (Eugenia)?&lt;br /&gt;lets see...yinghui, weeleng, michelle and me? at least out of those i know! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q12. What school does 10 go to (Jia Ning)?&lt;br /&gt;the great and wonderful-est dunman high! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q13. What is 11's telephone number (Alvin)?&lt;br /&gt;please refer to class contact list (: or someone else, for that matter. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q14. What did 1 tell you that you will always remember (Ying Hui)?&lt;br /&gt;Too many to list! but one in particular, about me "being able to say those mushy stuff that make her hair stand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. muacks, muacks, muacks muacks muacks!! what a hair-raising experience, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q15. Are you very close to 15 (Jacqueline)?&lt;br /&gt;haha, known her only for 1 short year. but yes, i know the guys she thinks of! (me! me! me!) and with our weekly dates, i'm pretty sure i'll know her much better soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q16. What is the very special thing that you like about 3 the most (Wee Leng)?&lt;br /&gt;Her extremely funny sense of humour! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q17. What do you hate about 8 the most (Pei Jun)?&lt;br /&gt;"WHY?? WHY DID YOU ELOPE WITH TIANMING? WHEN I'M SO MUCH MANLIER THAN HIM? AND TALLER TOO! WHY? WHY!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but other than that honey, i love you! can't wait to see you again later this week! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yeQKg3Yb6cs/SQWDDxsHbQI/AAAAAAAAAxo/eP6akyz0nrg/s1600-
