<?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-21852624</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:36:13.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oreodunk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>217</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-6041741662336068214</id><published>2009-02-27T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:55:33.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"....they all become so anal"&lt;br /&gt;"what's anal?"&lt;br /&gt;"it's like butt-nal"&lt;br /&gt;"uhmm okay"&lt;br /&gt;"yahh"&lt;br /&gt;"oh! arsenal!:D"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-6041741662336068214?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6041741662336068214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=6041741662336068214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6041741662336068214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6041741662336068214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-104104982869429636</id><published>2009-01-13T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:47:25.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE OLD AND THE NEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The FOB concert is on a school day night! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I finally got &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We Sing. We Dance. We Steal Things.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty Odd&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panic changed the style of their songs totally! Cept the part about having wacky lyrics. But I'm still liking them (: yay for Ryan Ross! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Guitar Hero: World Tour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I played this, which was also the first time I played it (haha), was super long ago. Not that it was more fun than normal Guitar Hero, cause Merrilyn's drums were pretty screwed (and it was only a few days old!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess Neversoft was kinda too eager to release it, so it wasn't exactly that good. (According to Merrilyn, there were quite a few complains about the drums on the net too). I think the Guitar Hero III song list was nicer anyway :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Guitar Hero, Sam! We must must have another guitar hero party before you leave! And this time one on a day when you don't have tuition the next day, so you don't have to sleep early (well, 4am wasn't exactly early, but yeah. haha) and we can play till we get sick of it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of Sam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Love you, Sam! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mushy, yes. Haha. This is for the mushy card you gave me :D It's still a long way, but I'll miss you when you're gone ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I can't wait for February to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Hiro Nakamura is February on the Heroes calendar (from sam!:D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-31st January would have passed, means we would have celebrated Chik's birthday!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Means Chik's birthday is coming!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-And Jie's and Min's too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We would have got house comm shirts by then :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The date to the revealing of the Blackmore banner 2009 is closer than ever! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Asian Youth Games! :D I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Probably get to meet Debbie again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-FOB concert! Not that I'm going...):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February sure is a month not to be missed! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I'm pretty glad JYM camp was in our cell groups (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially since I won't be seeing mine for some time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I got an A2 for chinese! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's only normal chinese. And others who got A2 cried. Like seriously. It makes me feel like A2's really lousy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. BLACKMORE'S GONNA WIN INTERHOUSE BOWLING! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, we don't have Chik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Sam can beat Chik any day! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The canteen food in MG is damn ex. and not very fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is MG food ex? Because the rent is high and the stall keepers have to recoup their losses and make a profit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is the rent in MG high? Because it just got renovated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why was there a need for a renovation? There was no need for a renovation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then why did it get renovated? I dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are the other negative outcomes of renovating? It's environmentally unfriendly. (It's this whole light issue. Too complicated to explain).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Uncle Omar and my crispy noodle cum porridge stall is gone cause the rent is too high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mixed rice stall is so darn ex (not that it was very cheap anyway) and my tofu increased from 40cents to 60cents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The red bowl noodle stall forces the sec. school girls to buy the big bowl, which makes me so darn full and so easily sick of their food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The western stall vendor changed, and now the food is so darn ex and not that nice. And they don't sell hashbrown anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a new chicken rice stall which is the only food in school worth spending $2 for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last stall took away all my rubbish food (including my tapioca chips!) and now they only sell pathetic sandwiches, cold burgers, and pau. And drinks. And like this super limited range of ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my yong tau foo stall still stays the same. Well, the price increased a bit, but not a lot. Just that the signboard says niang tau foo. Which is kind of weird, if you understand me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I still have my lor mee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I have a lot of time to eat nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time to boycott the canteen! (Unless I'm absolutely starving &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-104104982869429636?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/104104982869429636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=104104982869429636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/104104982869429636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/104104982869429636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-and-new-1.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7705762534354135559</id><published>2008-12-18T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:49:27.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOB'S COMING ON 10 FEB 2008!&lt;br /&gt;And all tickets don't breach the $100 mark :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my thunder and I said&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes were the brightest of all the colours&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna ever love another&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;And bring on the thunder&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/21852624-7705762534354135559?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7705762534354135559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7705762534354135559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7705762534354135559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7705762534354135559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/fobs-coming-on-10-feb-2008-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-6903780299060300143</id><published>2008-12-15T08:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:25:38.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;From &lt;em&gt;Utusan Konsumer&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Nov-Dec 2008 edition:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACTS THAT FIGURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mathematics is absolutely amazing. Just look at these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 X 8 + 1 = 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 X 8 + 2 = 98&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;123 X 8 + 3 = 987&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1234 X 8 + 4 = 9876&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12345 X 8 + 5 = 98765&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;123456 X 8 + 6 = 987654&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1234567 X 8 + 7 = 9876543&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12345678 X 8 + 8 = 98765432&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;123456789 X 8 + 9 = 987654321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 X 9 +2 = 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 X 9 + 3 = 111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;123 X 9 + 4 = 1111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1234 X 9 + 5 = 11111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12345 X 9 + 6 = 111111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;123456 X 9 + 7 = 1111111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1234567 X 9 + 8 = 11111111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12345678 X 9 + 9 = 111111111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;123456789 X 9 + 10 = 11111111111&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9 X 9 + 7 = 88&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;98 X 9 + 6 = 888&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;987 X 9 + 5 = 8888&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9876 X 9 + 4 = 88888&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;98765 X 9 + 3 = 888888&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;987654 X 9 + 2 = 8888888&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9876543 X 9 + 1 = 88888888&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;98765432 X 9 + 0 = 888888888&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brilliant isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And look at this symmetry:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 x 1 = 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 x 11 = 121&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;111 x 111 = 12321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1111 x 1111 = 1234321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11111 x 11111 = 123454321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;111111 x 111111 = 12345654321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1111111 x 1111111 = 1234567654321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11111111 x 11111111 = 123456787654321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;111111111 x 111111111 = 12345678987654321&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now take a look at this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;101%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From a strictly mathematical viewpoint:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What equals to 100%?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What does it mean to give more than 100%?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have all been in situations where we're required to give over 100%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What equals to 100% in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How about achieving 101%?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a little mathematical formula that might help answer these questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is represented as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H-A-R-D-W-O-R-K &lt;/strong&gt;is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 + 1 + 18 + 4 + 23 + 15 + 18 + 11 = &lt;strong&gt;98%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E &lt;/strong&gt;is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 + 14 + 15 + 23 + 12 + 5 + 4 + 7 + 5 = &lt;strong&gt;96%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E &lt;/strong&gt;is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 + 20 + 20 + 9 + 20 + 21 + 4 + 5 = &lt;strong&gt;100%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, look at how far the love of God will take you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-O-V-E-O-F-G-O-D &lt;/strong&gt;is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 + 15 + 22 + 5 + 15 + 6 + 7 + 15 + 4 = &lt;strong&gt;101%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While hard work and knowledge will get you close,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and attitude will get you there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's the Love of God that will put you over the top!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-6903780299060300143?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6903780299060300143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=6903780299060300143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6903780299060300143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6903780299060300143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-utusan-konsumer-nov-dec-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-1853873109253376886</id><published>2008-11-24T10:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:35:21.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Number one on my wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Become a member of Wildlife Unlimited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess whose birthday is coming up? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hint hint:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-1853873109253376886?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3688251352926017770</id><published>2008-11-23T14:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:13:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day six at work [last day): ): ): ].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned the pangolin's (Ros') enclosure in the morning, cut more veg and stuffs (gave myself another small cut).&lt;br /&gt;Got to feed a himalayn tahr again:D The picky eater didn't want the banana today. Gave it some kangkong leaves instead (:&lt;br /&gt;Showed Dino the shot I took of him scratching his head and in return, Dino showed me a video he took of the two baby himalayan tahrs jumping around like mexican beans :D and some other weird video he took at the phuket zoo (where he says there are more animal statues than real animals) which starred a t-rex and Sesth (Elena's keeper) being eaten by a t-rex.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got to carry Ros again today :D (her claws sure are sharp o.o).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, quite free towards to end of the day. So Ade brought us (Jason, the weird chung cheng guy, and I) to see the hedgehogs. Got to carry the hedgehogs one last time (before I leave. But it won't be the last time I ever carry a hedgehog! I'll be back!:D) and say bye bye to the binturongs.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to see the fishing cats (cause Jason hasn't seen them before. And he's been there one more day than me. Hah).&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the best and saddest part of the day, went to the vet to see the ferret.&lt;br /&gt;The ferret was originally kept illegally by some idiot guy. The idiot guy didn't feed her properly, causing the ferret's digestive system to become all jumbled up. Most probably wanting to avoid medical costs (or maybe he didn't want to be caught for keeping an illegal pet), the idiot guy dumped the ferret outside the zoo. Now, the ferret's pretty skinny (her belly is bloated though, and her whole body is not exactly in proportion, thanks to the idiot guy), and her digestive system is still jumbled up (and will probably never be normal again, thanks to the idiot guy).&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty docile though, since she was kept as a pet, and loves the attention she gets from people. So I got to carry her (and I would have asked if I could bring her home, if ferrets weren't illegal as pets). Hope she gets better (:&lt;br /&gt;Idiot guy.&lt;br /&gt;And, a couple of the animals at the vet place were rabbits who were dumped outside by other idiot guys. Unfortunately, the poor rabbits will have to end up in the lion's mouth. Well, goody for the lions (: But the poor rabbits sure lead awfully sad lives ): (and I would have asked if I could bring the rabbits home as well, but my mum would object).&lt;br /&gt;There was this other animal there (couldn't quite catch its name) which was kept as an illegal pet by another idiot guy. The police managed to seize it, but the way they seized it kind of nearly killed it. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope the poor ferret gets better):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll become a vet next time. But I'll have to study real hard (and get used to looking at the innards of animals). And studying isn't exactly my forte. Oh well. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was time to say goodbye to everyone ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;I pinned up my thank you/goodbye card on their board. Hope they see it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing all my friends (both animal and human) at the night safari real bad ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3688251352926017770?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3688251352926017770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3688251352926017770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3688251352926017770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3688251352926017770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-six-at-work-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2895425403468747136</id><published>2008-11-21T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:22:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day three at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Ade as keeper for the day (: Started the day by losing my way while trying to find the place where I'm supposed to report for work.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fed the animals in the morning. And correction, I saw the leopard cat on day two. Not the fishing cat. Saw the fishing cats on day three. There are eight of 'em. Really pretty, but they sure do hiss a lot. And I got a thousand and one mosquito bites while cleaning their enclosure.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch (mee siam. bleah), went to cut some veg, then went off at 2. Cause the keepers had some prayer thing.&lt;br /&gt;So, went into the zoo with Belle, Estee, and Claire (: (: for free (: (: cause we were wearing the volunteer badge, so they kind of just let us in. Saw the otter feeding session. Some were really greedy. They'd grab some fish and hide it under their chest, making it seem like they had none, supposedly tricking the trainer into throwing more fishies, and protecting the fishies from other otters at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, got to see Omar, Jippie and Winnie too (: (: the viewing place at their enclosure was jam-packed with people. Guess the incident last week brought them loads of publicity.&lt;br /&gt;And, at kidzworld, the pony's hay dropped out of their enclosure and within our reach, so we picked up the hay and started feeding the pretty ponies. One of them is only 54kg o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Ade again (: Washed two of the pangolins' enclosure in the morning (Ros' and Hook's). Had to wash their disgusting food bowl too (which was filled with their digusting mealworm smoothie). Then, Ade brought me to see the gibbons (which actually belong to the zoo). The way they swing is so "seamless" (as Ade puts it). And their fur is like the kipling ape's fur :D&lt;br /&gt;Cut stuff as usual, then went to feed the animals (: (otters, flamingoes, pelicans, white storks, all sorts of ducks, and, the sentinel chicken).&lt;br /&gt;The sentinel chicken is called the sentinel chicken cause they're actually placed in this cage is which is also a snake trap (and it does not harm the chickens). Last week (or is it last month? can't remember. i think last month) 4 pelicans died cause of the snakes. So now, they're confined at night. Also, the chickens are placed all around the place, mainly near birds. So if there's the bird flu virus passing around or some other bird virus, the chickens will be the first to die. And when they do, it'll be a sign for the keepers that something's wrong. And there you have it, the sentinel chickens.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before the day ended, I got to pat the more docile himalayan tahrs and feed them some bananas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day five at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time sure pasts fast when you're having fun.&lt;br /&gt;Got Dino as keeper for the day. Haven't really seen him before, so he could be counted as 'new' (to me). Thought he looked like the dao kind. But he's really quite fun :D&lt;br /&gt;He looks at things in a funny way, talks about fun stuff, and, yeah. Heh. He even brought me to the male toilet cause I told him I haven't seen one before (those in MG and unisex toilets not counted).&lt;br /&gt;Today was a combination of day three and day four. Did day three morning stuff, and day four afternoon stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Got pecked by a silly chicken today. Didn't know they hurt so much. Maybe it's cause I ate one of its friends for lunch (lunch was awesome today).&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I &lt;/slash&gt;cut two of my fingers while cutting veg today. Got one from cutting long beans (my mum finds it hilarious that I can actually get a cut from cutting long beans) and got the more serious cut from cutting apples. Hurts like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, got to see how they confine the pelicans after work today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of work tomorrow ): ): ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2895425403468747136?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2895425403468747136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2895425403468747136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2895425403468747136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2895425403468747136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-three-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2818326717315071745</id><published>2008-11-18T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:20:48.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day two at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got posted to the Night Safari. Don't think I get to work night shift though ):&lt;br /&gt;Got Suman as my keeper for the day (though Ade sort of took over after lunch. And he's more fun:D). She's fine. Just can't stand the fact that she smokes (like 2 cigarettes during a span of, what, 20min?). It's going to increase my chance (and hers too) of getting lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm quite shocked that more than half the keepers at the Night Safari smokes.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did a loooooooooooooooot of washing today. I bet I washed the same baisin at least 5 times today.&lt;br /&gt;And I personally feel I've been very brave today.&lt;br /&gt;I touched a million slimy (dead) fishes (I'm terrified of fishes, dead and alive. Unless they're cooked. Heehee(: I sound evil) and even more mealworms.&lt;br /&gt;The fishies:&lt;br /&gt;I had to sort out the fishes and I was trying to hold them all by their tails cause I really don't want to touch their heads (and their eyeballs). There were no gloves cause I couldn't find them. So halfway through, Suman gave me a plastic bag to use as a glove. The plastic bag was used to store a dead, frozen, and bloody chicken before that. How helpful.&lt;br /&gt;The mealies:&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to look at them squirming and imagined them as spaghetti (really, really short spaghetti). And when I had to wash them in this bowl of water (they look utterly disgusting, squirming in the water), I tried to imagine myself as cooking spaghetti. Kind of helped.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was Bindi the Jungle Girl. I wouldn't be scared of fishies or mealies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I got to see 3 binturongs, a fishing cat, a family of otters, many many i-forgot-the-name, 2 crocs, 2 lesser mousedeers, 1 greater mousedeer, a muntjac (barking deer), two birds that go 'honk', and a pelican.&lt;br /&gt;And I got to carry a hedgehog (they're prettyyyy:D) and a pangolin too (they're pretty too:D).&lt;br /&gt;And the pangolins aren't even on display yet.&lt;br /&gt;Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;The pangolin's food is disgusting though. It's &lt;em&gt;blended&lt;/em&gt; mealworms, boiled eggs, meat, salmon oil, and some other stuff. Yucks. And Ade had to taste it when the zoo first came up with that concoction. Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore Zoo is the first zoo to successfully keep pangolins in captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2818326717315071745?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2818326717315071745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2818326717315071745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2818326717315071745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2818326717315071745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-two-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-551742070180381148</id><published>2008-11-17T10:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:52:30.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena brought along a camera cause she thought the first day at work would be memorable.&lt;br /&gt;Memorable indeed.&lt;br /&gt;We got sent home because the woman didn't get the stupid indemnity forms.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Singapore Post Office.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the letters to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six days of work and one is already wasted.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the zoo, the guy on the radio used the word promiscuous so much, it got irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-551742070180381148?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/551742070180381148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=551742070180381148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/551742070180381148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/551742070180381148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2988262351969829930</id><published>2008-11-07T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:07:00.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LTC was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's at Dempsey was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;HSM3 was almost awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merrilyn and I snuck bo lo buns (I love bo lo buns), a coffe bun, and a springroll in. It lasted us 10 minutes into the show. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And in the start, when the girl suddenly stood up on the stands, and everything was in slow mo, I laughed my head off. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cause Merrilyn already watched it twice, she was criticizing the whole movie and pointing out all the loopholes in the movie the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Example 1: at the bbq party at the guy's house, the guy and the girl were on the tree house singing, and suddenly the roof opened and you could see the stars.&lt;br /&gt;"Look look look! They're both holding hands! Who on earth is the one opening the roof?"&lt;br /&gt;Example 2: the weird London girl with the weird accent was in the same drama class as fabulus. "How on earth can the girl be in senior year when she just joined the school?"&lt;br /&gt;And many more.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;And good thing the theatre was quite empty (I bet it's cause everyone's watched it already. HSM3's already earned a looot of money, according to the newspaper), cause we were making a lot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the song the girl and the guy sang on the roof top :D&lt;br /&gt;I wonder my school's roof top is not as nice (and school fees cost a bomb). All that's on my school roof top are water tanks which contains dirty water polluted with hair and such, and other random pipes and electrical thingums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the scene where Ryan and Kelsi sang together (:&lt;br /&gt;That was the best scene in the whole movie.&lt;br /&gt;I think Ryan is more awesome than the guy. Not as hunky, but he has a much nicer voice and cool hats and cool socks and cool pants. Good thing he got much better roles in HSM2&amp;amp;3. If not I probably wouldn't continue watching HSM.&lt;br /&gt;Yay for Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merrilyn's getting Guitar Hero World Tour tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2988262351969829930?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2988262351969829930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2988262351969829930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2988262351969829930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2988262351969829930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/ltc-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-5724159873097383637</id><published>2008-10-27T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:01:56.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aw, man, my feet are aching like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for shoes today. My dunks are spoiling.&lt;br /&gt;And my dad's not too happy about it. Haha. He hates shopping with me.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly shop, but when I do, I take forever:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after walking around sooooo much today, I didn't buy a single pair of shoes, my dad bought a pair, and my mum bought two pairs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I ate sooooo much at Ramen Ramen (and the food's not exactly fabulous like everyone says) I don't think I have space for my potong ice cream anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH HSM3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is such an irony.&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard HSM3 would be out in cinemas instead of on Disney channel, I thought 'other than tweens who are obsessed with Zac Efron, who'd pay money to watch HSM3?'&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, wanting to do it so badly. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar hero world tour! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-5724159873097383637?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5724159873097383637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=5724159873097383637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5724159873097383637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5724159873097383637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/aw-man-my-feet-are-aching-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8078189860414428132</id><published>2008-10-24T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:03:30.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ladedum (:&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;I'M WORKING AT THE ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-8078189860414428132?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8078189860414428132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8078189860414428132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8078189860414428132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8078189860414428132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/ladedum-im-working-at-zoooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3343735232814041272</id><published>2008-10-15T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:13:03.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams aren't the real torture.&lt;br /&gt;Working so hard only to find out that you did badly is the real torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sometimes, you've gotta say, "what the hey?"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merrilyn's got me all hyped up about Guitar Hero World Tour! (:&lt;br /&gt;We made this whole plan where we'll (Sam and I) go pick it up with her once it comes out (next next week! I think) then we'll head straight for her house and play till we drop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sam and I came up with this whole bunch of reasons why playing Guitar Hero should become a netball drill.&lt;br /&gt;1. It makes your fingers more nimble&lt;br /&gt;-Then you can catch the ball and all (on the very same day, after listing our reasons to Merrilyn, the ball slammed Sharn in the face. Point proven).&lt;br /&gt;2. It helps with your reaction time&lt;br /&gt;-Then our timings will improve and all (and Mrs Kuan is always complaining about our timing).&lt;br /&gt;3. It helps improve hand-eye coordination&lt;br /&gt;-Mrs Kuan used to make us do a drill to improve hand-eye coordination. GH would be a million times more fun, and everyone would enthusiastically participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go prawn fishing and fish fishing at the prawn fishing place!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Heroes season three (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3343735232814041272?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3343735232814041272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3343735232814041272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3343735232814041272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3343735232814041272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-arent-real-torture.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-4062184542730247236</id><published>2008-10-10T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:17:41.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a whole year's of hard work and many sleepless nights, it all boils down to that 1+ hour in the exam hall, during which, I screw everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, exams are finally over (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pooped.&lt;br /&gt;After the physics paper, went for prata with Klarissa at 6th ave. Then went for the Hwa Chong open house for fun, since we had no where to go:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campus is so awesome (and big. Klarissa and I were lost most of the time).&lt;br /&gt;I bet I burnt all the calories I gained from the prata just by walking from HCJC to HIS.&lt;br /&gt;They have&lt;br /&gt;3 judo rooms,&lt;br /&gt;a hall twice the size the one at MG (actually, more than one hall),&lt;br /&gt;a super huge gym (which is totally awesome. The 'gym' in MG is just a few mats and 2 balance bar thingies),&lt;br /&gt;a field (I bet) more than 10 times bigger than the one at MG,&lt;br /&gt;super deep 'pond' with freaky fishes inside (it's all catfish I think, but there's this weirdo one with Angelina Jolie lips),&lt;br /&gt;many many many dustbins,&lt;br /&gt;and many cool places to stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;Many many bomb shelters.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I think they should be bomb shelters.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the hostel is so awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;It looks better than my condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pooped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-4062184542730247236?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3301228310569621225</id><published>2008-09-20T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:32:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>job attachment choice list is officially out!&lt;br /&gt;first choice will obviously be the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know what to put for second and third.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to put :&lt;br /&gt;1st choice - zoo&lt;br /&gt;2nd choice - zoo&lt;br /&gt;3rd choice - zoo&lt;br /&gt;jo wanted me to put:&lt;br /&gt;1st choice - z&lt;br /&gt;2nd choice - o&lt;br /&gt;3rd choice - o&lt;br /&gt;then i realised mrs thomsett would be really angry and i might get kicked out of job and be sent off to japan (they have a vacancy) or sabah (even more vacancies there).&lt;br /&gt;so i have decided to put:&lt;br /&gt;1st choice - Singapore Zoological Gardens&lt;br /&gt;2nd choice - Raffles House Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;3rd choice - Singapore Airport Terminal Services Limited&lt;br /&gt;or National University Hospital&lt;br /&gt;or Palm Beach Seafood Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, with the caps. to look serious (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone watch america's got talent?&lt;br /&gt;eli mattson's real cool.&lt;br /&gt;and he's got big blue eyes too.&lt;br /&gt;like frodo.&lt;br /&gt;and the coach in bend it like beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want jason mraz's we sing. we dance. we steal things.&lt;br /&gt;and 'i'm yours' is the best song jason mraz has every had.&lt;br /&gt;it's been no.6 on the u.s. billboard hot 100&lt;br /&gt;it's been no.1 on AAA radio chart for three weeks&lt;br /&gt;it's even been no.1 in norway.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;and i want pretty odd too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that i'm quite pampered and spoilt and always wanting more than i have even though i already blessed to be in the half of the world that lives comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had the money, i'd invite a whole bunch of starving people all around the world to a buffet.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;pay for their air ticket to the place of congregation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3301228310569621225?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3301228310569621225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3301228310569621225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3301228310569621225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3301228310569621225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/job-attachment-choice-list-is.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2124416252107671248</id><published>2008-09-04T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:10:42.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on thursday, i went cycling with merrilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we were approaching the bus stop, i saw this 'guy' who had a black cap and a matching crumpler. then i thought the crumpler looked oddly familiar, so i turned back to look at the 'guy', and saw the 'guy' waving at me.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised it was suyi and shouted a hi back.&lt;br /&gt;later on, merrilyn asked me who i was saying hi too.&lt;br /&gt;i told her it was suyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i found out that as we were passing the bus stop, merrilyn saw the 'guy' too and was thinking at that moment&lt;br /&gt;"what a cute guy"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2124416252107671248?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2124416252107671248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2124416252107671248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2124416252107671248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2124416252107671248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-thursday-i-went-cycling-with.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3934577844439996189</id><published>2008-07-28T20:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:32:27.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with chew, sam and joy, and the awesome corndogs:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SI2426kPIdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dliNfrV9Mm4/s1600-h/P1020489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228037996020703698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="202" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SI2426kPIdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dliNfrV9Mm4/s320/P1020489.JPG" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228037458401675250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SI24Xnx3x_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/d_NR3csHxXQ/s320/P1020485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what you get when you try to hide from the camera.&lt;br /&gt;and air hockey!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SI25uhiiItI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4QZuzvZdAd4/s1600-h/P1020496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228038951375348434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SI25uhiiItI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4QZuzvZdAd4/s320/P1020496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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/&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/21852624-3934577844439996189?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3934577844439996189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3934577844439996189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3934577844439996189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3934577844439996189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-pool-with-chew-sam-and-joy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SI2426kPIdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dliNfrV9Mm4/s72-c/P1020489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-14750844531995883</id><published>2008-07-20T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T19:13:56.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RYC's OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually, i'm quite sad. i should've enjoyed the whole planning process and the thing itself more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i do it again next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet i complained a lot during the whole planning process. especially nights where we had to stay back till really late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but come to think of it, it was rather fun, and now i miss it all ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pop-out-of-nowhere china people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the stupid printer which drove me nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking of a game to play at hwa chong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finding the songs to play during dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;burning the songs to play during dinner into a disc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the teh tarik in the alumnae room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shar scaring me and herself late in the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sorting of certs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wrong names on the certs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laura feeding me a soggy chicken burger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;etc, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing i won't miss is the stupid security guard at the NLB.&lt;br /&gt;he practically drove me up the wall. worse than the stupid printer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chik, jiani, mei ling and i were sitting at some ulu corner outisde the library, and he chased us away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we sat at another even more ulu corner outside the library, and he chased us away again and told us to sit on the bench he pointed at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we sat on the bench he pointed at, and he chased us away again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end, we had to sit like, outisde the shop across the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"food for thought" it was called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their cakes were gooooood(:&lt;br /&gt;and i like the shop guy like, a million times more than the stupid security guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we sat at a table outside their shop (but the table belonged to them) for like an hour plus, and we didn't buy anything, but the shop guy didn't chase us away (like we thought he would).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after an hour plus, chik and i decided to be nice and went in to buy a slice of cake each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after helping us get our cake:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shop guy: "hey, do you guys need ice?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me:"oh, it's okay"&lt;br /&gt;shop guy: "really? you guys look like you'll be here for qutie awhile, and the weather's quite hot"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me:"huh, oh. it's really okay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shop guy:"okay. but if later you all really need ice, don't need to paiseh hor. come find me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;which i thought was really nice of him, unlike the idiotic security guard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and i went back to school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"jia, i heard you fell. are you okay?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got that at least three times. then later on, i found out it was jiaying who fell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i don't just mean the food (which i hardly even ate, so i don't know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean the whole thing. and i really didn't want to leave early&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but dg outing was good too(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(after i found the place)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SIMddt2kAYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7DEPr28WNFs/s1600-h/bizarro_pig-buttocks.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225052389041766786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SIMddt2kAYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7DEPr28WNFs/s320/bizarro_pig-buttocks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-14750844531995883?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/14750844531995883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=14750844531995883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/14750844531995883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/14750844531995883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/07/rycs-over-actually-im-quite-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SIMddt2kAYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7DEPr28WNFs/s72-c/bizarro_pig-buttocks.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7383240055779747272</id><published>2008-07-16T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:10:16.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, was the second time i ever stayed back so late in school (not counting camps)&lt;br /&gt;first was ALOUD! rehearsal (GGR! you still owe me the shirt!)&lt;br /&gt;now, RYC.&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid printer was driving nuts.&lt;br /&gt;good thing I had gerou's cake (: wasn't that nice, but a really good stress reliever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things i can't wait for:&lt;br /&gt;1. saturday (RYC games and breakfast with chik! and cell outing:D)&lt;br /&gt;2. sunday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things i'm literally dying to do:&lt;br /&gt;1. play pool (hint hint, sam:D)&lt;br /&gt;2. go to the fairways and hit some balls (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I'M REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY ABSOLUTELY SORRY ABOUT TODAY SAM&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that the RYC thing would take up so much time ):&lt;br /&gt;well, good news for you, your group changed, but you get the same nice people (:&lt;br /&gt;(shhhhh, don't tell them)&lt;br /&gt;(and i really didn't mean to tell you, i really thought that the whole group would change. my bad&gt;.&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-184889973347462430</id><published>2008-07-11T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:33:16.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jia: I wanna dress as a horse for halloween this year!&lt;br /&gt;xiang: oh! let's do those kind with two people, where one's the head, and one's the butt!&lt;br /&gt;jia: okay! I'll be the head, you be the butt (well, actually, I used the word ass)&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;and the conversation goes on about what we can be with one person as the head, and the other as the butt. then...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle: you can dress as mrs XX, she's scary enough.&lt;br /&gt;xiang: oh yeah! we can be mrs XX! Jia! You be the head I be the butt! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"老师, 我是豆豆先生!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"look out! Klarissa's about to explooode with geekiness!"&lt;br /&gt;(well, the original name was Gabby, from Taking 5!:D yay. can't wait to go to xiaoting's house to watch Taking 5 again:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GGR and Michelle Fam starts laughing like crazy-&lt;br /&gt;(and their laughs seriously sound like ghosts)&lt;br /&gt;eva: oh my gosh, who's making that noise? shoot the monkey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-184889973347462430?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/184889973347462430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=184889973347462430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/184889973347462430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/184889973347462430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/07/jia-i-wanna-dress-as-horse-for.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-1953541863790462783</id><published>2008-06-29T12:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T14:36:21.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGcZFoKAgDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mv142silqDc/s1600-h/my+God+shelters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217166277801443378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGcZFoKAgDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mv142silqDc/s320/my+God+shelters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love MG was awesome (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was there, He was there, and we &lt;u&gt;connected,&lt;/u&gt; for the first time in a long long time (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will dance, I will sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be mad, for my King&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing Lord, is hindering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This passion in my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll become even more undignified than this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some may say it's foolishness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll become even more undignified than this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave my pride by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la la la la la hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la la la la la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la la la la la hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la la la la la &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGcYlV4QlOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jGC7C_YTOo4/s1600-h/P1020415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217165723139347682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGcYlV4QlOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jGC7C_YTOo4/s320/P1020415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGcWagVSmHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OfgMRse8y4Q/s1600-h/P1020416.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALOUD! was quite awesome too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did the lighting, so I got to hang out in the cool PA room, AND go in for free :D haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aw man, there were these two little girls, P2 I think, they formed a singing band and they sang the song 'These Boots Were Made For Walking' and they were ubber cute:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They wore like a red bandana around their necks, a white blouse (the rugged type), and a short jeans shorts, and of course, BOOTS:D and they did this little dance, and they were so cute:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they got through to the finals! (of course(: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'These boots were made for walking, and that's just what they'll do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you ready boots?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start walking!:D'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the song is cute:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, and, Sam got in! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now their song (well, not exactly their song, the Hoosiers' song) is stuck in my head:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Truth be told, the truth be told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm worried what the future holds, the future holds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm seriously worried about Ray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say, the future's out to get you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The future's out to get you, all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say, the future's out to get you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The future's out to get you, all'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, well, yesterday was fun (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tiring.&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/21852624-1953541863790462783?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1953541863790462783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=1953541863790462783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/1953541863790462783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/1953541863790462783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-mg-was-awesome-i-was-there-he-was.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGcZFoKAgDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mv142silqDc/s72-c/my+God+shelters.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-1051170422183139299</id><published>2008-06-24T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:39:24.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was digging through my cupboard that day, trying to neaten things up a little, and look what I came across... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGD07ZJKlOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EVSreleER8M/s1600-h/%27meow%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215437669693822178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="167" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGD07ZJKlOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EVSreleER8M/s320/%27meow%27.JPG" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's kinda blur. Anyway, it's Squirdward saying 'Meow' :D Found on the christmas-cum-birthday card from none other than Sam :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGD1h8z7ExI/AAAAAAAAAFg/t-tgeoVA3E0/s1600-h/PERSIANS!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215438332103430930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGD1h8z7ExI/AAAAAAAAAFg/t-tgeoVA3E0/s320/PERSIANS!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;PERSIANS! (: haha. I didn't know I kept it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I found many other interesting stuff too (for example, all my Perth stuff!:D) but couldn't be bothered to take pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what you give me to work with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well Honey, I've seen worse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're gonna turn this sow's ear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into a silk purse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll have you washed and dried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Primmed and polish till you grow with pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust my recipe for instant bride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll bring honour to us all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An apple for serenity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pendant for good luck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beads of jade for beauty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must proudly show it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And add a cricket, just for luck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even you can't blow it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ancestors hear my plea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me not to make a fool of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And bring honour to my family tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please bring honour to us all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scarier than the undertaker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are meeting our matchmaker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destiny, guard our girls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And our future as it fast unfurls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please look kindly on these cultured pearls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each a perfect porcelain doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please bring honour to us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please bring honour to us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please bring honour to us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please bring honour to us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please bring honour to us all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a Mulan mood now, all thanks to Klarissa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh! They're showing The Swan Princess on kids central this friday:D&lt;br /&gt;It used to be my favourite vcd when I was young and I've watched it nearly a million times :D&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the vcd spoiled and I haven't watched it since I was, what, P3?&lt;br /&gt;Even more sadly, there's training on friday.&lt;br /&gt;But, there's Love MG(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-1051170422183139299?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1051170422183139299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=1051170422183139299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/1051170422183139299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/1051170422183139299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-was-digging-through-my-cupboard-that.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SGD07ZJKlOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EVSreleER8M/s72-c/%27meow%27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-5677147317240514284</id><published>2008-06-22T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:57:56.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DEATH CAB IS COMING ON PHOEBE'S BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;(12 August)&lt;br /&gt;haha, phoebe, for your birthday, I shall bring you to their concert :D&lt;br /&gt;You gotta buy your own ticket though XD I'll just bring you(:&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if I have enough money for my own ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's not my fault that, like, a thousand and one people have their birthdays in may and june.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-5677147317240514284?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5677147317240514284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=5677147317240514284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5677147317240514284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5677147317240514284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/death-cab-is-coming-on-phoebes-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3169143384864951059</id><published>2008-06-19T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:13:43.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Malaysia was awesome :D well, quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; the hair-cutter claims he only cut one inch of my hair. What a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Watched Narnia. It was really good :D But the ending was so sad ): So was the song at the end (The Call, by Regina Something). Really nice though, and my sister agrees :D&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind watching it again though :D I thought it was better than the first one (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, watched Kung Fu Panda too! :D It is the most hilarious animated film i've ever watched (And Lilo and Stitch is the saddest). :D :D :D And it's really quite funny, if not good (but I thought it was good) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Belly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Butt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Wuxi Finger Hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(No! Not the Wuxi Finger Hold!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, watched something cool called The Mist at my uncle's house too. Well, it wasn't that cool according to my dad. He thought it was lousy and thinks Galatica is cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; That night I had dinner at my uncle's house, I had the best xiao bai cai ever my whole life. And I'm not a veggie lover, especially for veggie with big stalks (I hate veggie stalks).&lt;br /&gt;And I gobbled at least 6 or 7 stalks of it (Yes, that's a record).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;Went to Sunway Lagoon. Was quite awesome (ignoring the fact that they strictly prohibit people bringing food and drinks in (which forces you to buy THEIR food and drinks), the land rides are seriously limited, and the people who man the kiddie rides have seriously sloppy attitudes).&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, Sunway was &lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;awesome. They had a tiger which I could see while riding on one of the rides (I heard it roar too!:D) and two leopard cubs which were as cute as...well...leopard cubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some SL training today which I totally forgot until like last night.&lt;br /&gt;Then I forgot again until my mum woke me up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;strike&gt;awesome&lt;/strike&gt; wonderful and absolutely fun :D (my vocab is getting dangerously limited...)&lt;br /&gt;The coach was good, like, really good.&lt;br /&gt;This was the fun-est leadership training that I've ever been to. Those that we have during GEL rather suck; I turn off half way.&lt;br /&gt;But this guy, woah, I paid attention to every minute of it :D&lt;br /&gt;(And no, he's not exactly the fabulous-looking type)&lt;br /&gt;And he has great stories :D I like stories :D He just gotta be stronger (haha) then he can pull out more chairs from under us, then we can try the chair game again and maybe succeed! :D (well, we almost did...)&lt;br /&gt;He goes to a church near Holland V.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a certain Ernest in St. James? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my leadership badge today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Male sea otters obtain as much as one third of their food by stealing from the females. Sometimes, they will even hold a cub 'hostage' until the mother gives up her catch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A male nothern fur seal living in the Pribilof Islands was recorded mating with 161 females, making it the most polygamous pinniped and probably the most polygamous mammal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The nothern elephant seal is also highly polygamous. A single dominant male typically mates with 40-50 females during a brief period of receptivity within a single breeding season. There are records of individuals mating with as many as 100 different females in the space of a few weeks. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, guys are real jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've built walls, a fortress deep and mighty.&lt;br /&gt;That none may penetrate&lt;br /&gt;I have no need for friendship; friendship causes pain&lt;br /&gt;It's laughter and it's loving I disdain&lt;br /&gt;I am a rock, I am an island&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3169143384864951059?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3169143384864951059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3169143384864951059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3169143384864951059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3169143384864951059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/malaysia-was-awesome-d-well-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3273423397806979708</id><published>2008-06-08T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:13:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SEvSbGwjKsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hwdK0nqBktQ/s1600-h/springbok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209488757096655554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SEvSbGwjKsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hwdK0nqBktQ/s320/springbok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Springbok, a species of gazelle found mainly in south and wouthwestern Africa is nown for a doing a series of repeated high leaps up to 4m high, although they seem more like bounces as they leap back into the air as soon as their feet touch the ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SEvSjNjzRUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/w9Jr3EbhNyc/s1600-h/snowleopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209488896361186626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SEvSjNjzRUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/w9Jr3EbhNyc/s320/snowleopard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The snow leopard holds the record for the longest jump; it has been recorded leaping over a 15m wide ditch, compared to the world record for a human long-jump which is 8.95m.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'd be so cool if these two animals were combined :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It'd be even cooler if the snow leopard and the puma was combined :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(The puma is able to leap upwards to a tree or ledge to a record height of 5.4m)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently my white tigers don't hold any record in the cat world, but ah well, i love them all the same (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revelations was awesome (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it'd be more awesome if my prayer was answered. Maybe it was, but not outwardly. Ah well (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the dance was pretty awesome, especially the Hear Us From Heaven one. I thought the dance really brought out the whole meaning of the song for that one (: Glorified too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screwed the second keys though. I was on the same volume for the whole time (at least, at my side) but:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was way louder than JunTing for Hear Us From Heaven (and I assure you, I was pressing as lightly as I could)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was too soft during the second worship session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and I didn't dare adjust it in case the PA people did something. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The keyboard's crazy @.@&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, the whole night was pretty awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That We May See - and indeed, I saw; His glory, His mercy, Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personal stuff have been settled with Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was AWESOME (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to Malaysia next week! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. watch Prince Caspian (finally!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. and Kung Fu Panda :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(tickets there are like half of the price of tickets in Singapore)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. cut my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. see Sunesis :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course, the main purpose, visit relatives (and go gu le's house and watch cool movies:D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SEvarVkSc1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dqAyN_81XtY/s1600-h/blogger.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209497832042689362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SEvarVkSc1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dqAyN_81XtY/s320/blogger.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3273423397806979708?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3273423397806979708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3273423397806979708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3273423397806979708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3273423397806979708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/springbok-species-of-gazelle-found.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SEvSbGwjKsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hwdK0nqBktQ/s72-c/springbok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7687782042795836831</id><published>2008-05-30T20:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:20:04.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lit was hilarious today.&lt;br /&gt;We spent 20min talking about ah bengs and ah lians who love making out on mrts and another 20min about ms tan's dream trip to the sperm bank :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (the whole class) all shared the same sentiments that ah bengs and lians who make out on mrts are utterly disgusting and sick. Then we hatched this plan...&lt;br /&gt;We all get onto the mrt together, but through different doors, then we hunt for ah bengs and lians making out and groping each other's butt. Once we find one, then we walkie talkie each other, and everyone's to gather in the cabin with the making out ah beng and lian, but pretend we don't know each other. Then, ms tan's gonna go up to them and go:&lt;br /&gt;"Did you know that your blatant public display of intimacy is unnecessary and that ..., and there's no need for you to flaunt your....in public"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, something along those lines, just with many more cheem, big words :D&lt;br /&gt;Then if the beng/lian shows some sort of aggressiveness towards ms tan (eg. slap, push, etc.), we all suddenly crowd the pair and make them like the little dalmations in the clutches of Cruella (in 101 dalmations) :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha. That's so cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And going to the sperm bank is quite cool. They don't show you the donor's face, but you get to know what their job is, their personality, and all that genetic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ms tan wants one from a chef, cause she thinks guy chefs are cool (eg. jamie oliver, who i must agree, is quite cool). We suggested model, but she doesn't want it, cause according to her, guy models are 'dumb hunks' :D&lt;br /&gt;Then, when she goes to the sperm bank, she's gonna bring M.O.E along to help her choose. Imagine the reaction of the guy at the sperm bank.&lt;br /&gt;"You still want more...?"&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day for SS, we watched &lt;strong&gt;Hotel Rwanda&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Which is a movie about racism (But it's like a certain type of blacks against another type of blacks), and there's all the scary heartless mass killings.&lt;br /&gt;We watched it halfway.&lt;br /&gt;It's freaky, but i wanna know the ending &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll cry if I watched The Holocaust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me. Today, I borrowed 3 books from the library (well, technically 2, since YY borrowed the other one for me):&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt;Out of Hitler's Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Judith Kerr trilogy (When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit, something, and something).&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Animal Records&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell from the name, it's a book of animal records, with loads of amazing pictures and facts inside. It's a new addition to the library, and I'm the first one to borrow it :D&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Wake Up Call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The testimony of Glenn Lim (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I borrowed one from Klarissa, who borrowed it from the school library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The World's Greatest Mysteries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about people who go missing mysteriously, and about, yeah, mysteries. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;My sister thinks it's morbid I'm interested in such stuff, but well, it's interesting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a reply to one of my sister's march post (I just read it, and I too, just realised her tagboard's gone. Haha). Jie, if you ever see this:&lt;br /&gt;Mummy likes Air Supply more than Papa does. Papa's a more Bread and Eagles and Beatles (I think) fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On level 53 of weffriddles now (:&lt;br /&gt;And I'mtoo tired to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Shall tackle itanother day (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7687782042795836831?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7687782042795836831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7687782042795836831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7687782042795836831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7687782042795836831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/lit-was-hilarious-today.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7857764363539104643</id><published>2008-05-26T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:16:24.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OBS WAS SUPER SUPER SUPER DUPER FUN.&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up and have my own money and can decide what i want to do with my life and my time, I'm gonna sign up for the 14 day course, and kayak to Indonesia and see the dolphins on the way :D&lt;br /&gt;I think OBS really impacted me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be super duper afraid of heights, like, i don't even climb the &lt;strike&gt;stupid&lt;/strike&gt; rock wall. But, to my unimaginable surprise, I managed to climb the shaky thingy was was probably worse than climbing a rock wall. And I made it ALL THE WAY TO THE TOP :D and figured, it wasn't all that bad. Fom now on (as far as my Dad allows me), I shall go on the roller coasters at every theme park I go to (when I find the courage to, and someone to scream with me).&lt;br /&gt;And, you could really see the difference in me when you compare the first-day-there-me and the last-day-there-me. On the first day, at the hall-like structure, there were like HUGE red and black ants crawling around the floor, and I was really scared they'd climb up my pants (and fyi, I was wearing track pants). But, on the last day, you could really just see me sitting on the road where a million and one ants (both big and small) were crawling, and i was in SHORTS.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kayaking the fun-nest ever&lt;/strong&gt;. And we (Diane, Sonal, and I) were good! :D And, I managed to hold my pee for four half hours (actually, I hardly drank any water) cause I refused to jump into the sea to pee. I was quite sure I wouldn't be able to pull myself back up again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rowing the boat was the funniest ever&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At first, we were doing fine, just that we were going in the wrong direction, which wasn't too fine. Then, when we finally got it, the !@*&amp;amp;! &lt;em&gt;Sandpiper&lt;/em&gt; just had to come and tow us (cause we were running short of time). When they let us go (to go tow another boat), we were frantically trying to row away, but we barely moved an inch when the !@*&amp;amp;! &lt;em&gt;Sandpiper &lt;/em&gt;came back again. Well, I must say, I had fun controlling the rudder with Cherie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trekking was the most tiring ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was carrying the food bag, and now my back's aching like mad. I had no idea why my group had to bring a thousand and one cans of food along, when we barely even touched half of them. And the pot was kind of useless as well. But, the quarry was REALLY REALLY PRETTY :D like, really (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expedition night was the worst ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hot and stuffy, my skin was practically sticking the tent (ewww...) So I got up, along with Cherie, Ong Lai, and Tong, then we found Su Ping, Stella, Jovina, and Ho, who were on night duty. And there was absolutely no wind at all though we were beside the sea. No land breeze no sea breeze. HORRID. Until, Jovina, Ho, and I started skipping stones into the sea. My most number of skips were two :D (well, that's not bad for a first timer). Then I went to sleep for a bit, and woke up like a zombie at four (all in all, I had about 2 hours of sleep, and the next day was kayaking day).&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, that was the first night in my whole life where I pee-ed without a proper toilet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day two was the scariest ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the day I climbed the high shaky thing, and learned how to kayak. Learning how to kayak wasn't that bad, in fact, it was fun. It was the forcing-us-to-capsize(is that how you spell it?)-part that was scary. The moment I capsized, I knew something bad wo;uld happen, and indeed, water started invading my eyes, taking over my nose, and filling my ears. It was horrible. And, my pants were heavy (cause of the water) and loose, so I couldn't climb back on properly, cause they were falling &gt;.&lt; &lt;strong&gt;My group was the coolest ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to dear Faisal: "You may not be the best, but you can always to your best".&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, our group wasn't the best, but we did our best, and that's what matters (:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;A warrior of light shares his world with the people he loves&lt;/em&gt;" (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I experienced and felt during OBS could never be possibly put into words which could describe it so perfectly. But as long as I remember, it's alright (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one last disgusting incident:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, we were cleaning up the store, when someone accidentally squished a lizard (yes, ewww...). So, naturally, it detached it's tail, and it's tail started wriggling. If you looked properly, you could see that the head and its four legs were still somewhat intact, and remained in the same crawling position the lizard was in (before it was squashed), which was gross. Only the main body was &lt;em&gt;pink &lt;/em&gt;and squished.&lt;br /&gt;So, the tail continued flicking for like, a minute or so? Then it stopped. And like, two minutes later, the gross-est thing ever happened:&lt;br /&gt;The lizard tried to push itself up.&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't a hallucination. Diane saw it too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the guy in charge of camp 2 looked a lot like Jabez.&lt;br /&gt;And, there's this female trainer who looked a lot like Miss Su &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(just friendlier and nicer looking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't mind staying in OBS for a few more days (and skip one week of remedial :D) I'd even sacrifice my blood for the mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;REVELATIONS IV - THAT WE MAY SEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 June, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Chye, I'm gonna drag you along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS(:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY (about 3 hours early) BIRTHDAY MAK (:&lt;br /&gt;And now, I think I really should get started on my math homework due tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It ends tonight, it ends tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a little insight, wont' make this right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too late to fight, it ends tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7857764363539104643?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7857764363539104643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7857764363539104643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7857764363539104643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7857764363539104643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/obs-was-super-super-super-duper-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3215654801241958307</id><published>2008-05-18T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:25:32.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.weffriddles.com/"&gt;www.weffriddles.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's highly addictive (:&lt;br /&gt;did it last year up to level 44 (the real one).&lt;br /&gt;now i'm back, breezed through batch one, had some difficulties with batch two, and now stuck at level 49&lt;br /&gt;which is seriously driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried every possible thing that i could think of&lt;br /&gt;i've even read through the forums like possibly a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;i've even &lt;em&gt;joined&lt;/em&gt; the forum just for this level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. how much longer will it take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. got a new book: &lt;em&gt;Ray Bradbury Stories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get &lt;em&gt;The October Country, &lt;/em&gt;but i found it after my mum paid for the other Ray Bradbury one, and she won't let me get two ):&lt;br /&gt;looking for: &lt;em&gt;Yestermorrow,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;One More For The Road &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Let's All Kill Constance &lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and and, got &lt;em&gt;Slam &lt;/em&gt;by Nick Hornby too (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS ON TUESDAY (:&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for it (: esp since i'm in same group as ong lai, cherie and tong tong (:&lt;br /&gt;and the other alethea looks friendly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MYANMAR PROJECT:&lt;br /&gt;we raised a whooping sum of (slightly over) 3000 :D how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;all to be donated to the red cross (: good job 3O (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LTC:&lt;br /&gt;i'm an SL! :D and i get to do the Regional Youth Conference project with merrilyn, laura, sau, and a few other people who i can't remember :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABBATICALS:&lt;br /&gt;my options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zoo/night safari&lt;/strong&gt; - i get to be the keeper of a specific animal, i get to go to the zoo super early before anyone else does, and i get the chance to work night shift at the night safari too :D coolios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATS&lt;/strong&gt; - that's the airport. i get to go to 'restricted areas' (to the public) and do all sorts of other cool stuff at the airport, like providing food for the air crew at the staff lounge (i think that's cool okay), etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eurokars &lt;/strong&gt;- distributor of porsches, lamborghinis, rolls royces, aston martins (i think) in singapore (: but other than that, the job's quite boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shook, lin &amp;amp; bok &lt;/strong&gt;- law firm. get to go to the lawyer's office, and even to court, if there's a case going on during your term there. other than that, mostly boring paper work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUH &lt;/strong&gt;- you get to tail the doctor around and help do some simple stuff (which doesn't put the patients' life at risk). which is quite cool, especially if the doctor you're tailing is an A&amp;amp;E doctor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'll still take the zoo (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3215654801241958307?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3215654801241958307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3215654801241958307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3215654801241958307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3215654801241958307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/www.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8232694326180851991</id><published>2008-05-11T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T11:15:25.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lifestyle - page 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, exams are over. I feel like I just took the last exam of my life.&lt;br /&gt;But then the horror of the results comes.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be really happy if I passed bio.&lt;br /&gt;And my prediction came true, I was really stoning for the last half an hour of the bio exam&lt;br /&gt;"Girls, stop writing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I kinda stopped writing long ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Wei can shoot water out of her nose! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The concert was quite okay. Miss Kon was in it :D&lt;br /&gt;But as far as I know, she didn't really look up at all, maybe caused she was too embarrassed to look at the mg girls. And we were seriously embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;When some guy at the beginning of the concert was introducing the saxaphonist and choir and the other people, he also thanked mg for being the guest &lt;em&gt;somethingsomething &lt;/em&gt;(can't remember what word he used).&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;some mg girls started cheering.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't think they were supposed to that.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why Miss Kon was so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCs meeting this friday (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;du wan juan shu, bu ru xing wan li lu&lt;br /&gt;suo yi wo xiao ju ban le Reality Outside Classroom zhe ge huo dong&lt;br /&gt;rang xue sheng men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-8232694326180851991?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8232694326180851991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8232694326180851991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8232694326180851991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8232694326180851991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/lifestyle-page-4-finally-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8434435296711257418</id><published>2008-04-30T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:05:33.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we will rock you was full of awesomeness :D&lt;br /&gt;up till now, i still have the last scene stuck in my mind :D coolios.&lt;br /&gt;especially the band (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe the next time i go to school, exams would have started.&lt;br /&gt;it feels so near yet so far away.&lt;br /&gt;the faster next week passes, the better.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for friday (: cause there's&lt;br /&gt;1. GEL&lt;br /&gt;well, that's not really something to look forward to, seeing that i hear the leadership thing like once every year in mg. but it's a sign that exams are over :D or at least, mid years.&lt;br /&gt;2. celebrate YY's birthday :) :)&lt;br /&gt;3. sax in the city&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't really like jazz, but i like the esplanade :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna have enough time for lit, a math, e math, ss, and maybe english and chinese and geog.&lt;br /&gt;gonna have loads of time for bio though.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm gonna skip soooo many questions :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so take the photographs and still frames in your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for what it's worth, it was worth all the while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's something unpredictable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but in the end it's right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope you've had the time of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like studying anymore after sec school.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not what teachers call 'hungry for knowledge' (well, at least not the boring stuff they teach in school) and i only need Os to become a zookeeper anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but ah well, my dad would never ever let me stop schooling after sec school.&lt;br /&gt;he probably even wants me to go up to uni which i don't think i'm capable of and have absolutely no interest in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying would be much more fun if there weren't exams and if they didn't teach boring stuff like surds which i don't think i'll ever use in my life after i leave school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;badminton is addictive (:&lt;br /&gt;another thing to look forward too after exams (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wake &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;up, what do you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see the LCD screen staring at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ipod, playing songs in my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;block out the sound of pain, blocks out the fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fahrenheit is (one of the) coolest book ever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;modern technology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;instant coffee, instant everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nature, no longer there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can see it, feel it, but we no longer care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it has quite a great impact on me. it makes me stop and think&lt;br /&gt;"oh my gosh, he's thinking!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause we're in the age of disposable tissue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blow, wad, flush, blow, wad, flush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we've all got issues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day, i tasted the rain (eva thought i was crazy, haha)&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't taste like wine (the book lies!) but it felt quite. i dunno. cool. to just be standing in the rain and tasting it.&lt;br /&gt;(yes, people tell me i'm tasting like, dog pee and all that crappy sewage water, etc. but i can't really be bothered. it's just like some people's got issues with cleaning animal cages but i don't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;contact with nature&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, like ms tan says, the book is quite true in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; it speaks of palour TVs&lt;/strong&gt; (tvs on walls)&lt;br /&gt;doesn't that sound like our LCD...&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;it speaks of 'seashells'&lt;/strong&gt; (stuff that play songs and just sounds in people's ears to keep them occupied)&lt;br /&gt;doesn't that sound like our ipods and all...&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;it speaks of 'going into the age of the disposable tissue'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't we in the age of the disposable tissue...? (fyi, people used to use hankies)&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt; it speaks of 'cars driving at 100km/h on highways'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't we all do that now...?&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;it speaks of technology taking over our lives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that happening to all of us now? if it's not the ipod, it's the lcd, if not it's the comp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, this book was written &lt;strong&gt;50 years ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we really headed for a dystopic society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to buy me other Ray Bradbury books? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should go study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-8434435296711257418?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8434435296711257418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8434435296711257418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8434435296711257418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8434435296711257418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-will-rock-you-was-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3578228989084840044</id><published>2008-04-18T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:40:31.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YATTA!&lt;br /&gt;I got my job attachment :D&lt;br /&gt;Now to pray that I get to go to the zoo...(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't get to go around the world, Sam promised to get me stuff from Europe, Geri promised chocolate from NZ, Xiang promised Jelly Beans from US, and YY promised stuff (sweets, I hope :D) from Japan&lt;br /&gt;haha. I get a bit of everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;and in return, I promised something from the zoo (poo! :D), if I get to go to the zoo...&lt;br /&gt;If they give me some crappy office job, I'm gonna appeal for Japan or something.&lt;br /&gt;It'd be cool if I get to go to a lawyer's office though :D but to do that, I've got to write in a letter myself, which I am too lazy to &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND&lt;br /&gt;After school, I played badminton (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I haven't lost my touch yet, haven't played for half a year or so (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to watch some Sheng Ming No Take 2 thing at Church of Our Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;It's a chinese christian musical, with eng subs :D But the subs were kinda messed up halfway.&lt;br /&gt;But it was rather good :D&lt;br /&gt;You missed it though, HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;The best part was when the skinny-calf guy was so sad, and was really crying, which made it even sadder. Then my eyes became watery and hot and I felt like crying too :D&lt;br /&gt;And I don't just cry while watching any show okay. The only other shows I remember crying while watching it are (this sounds gramatically wrong):&lt;br /&gt;1) The clip from The Passion of Christ which everyone keeps showing me (but it still never fails to make me sad everytime I watch it)&lt;br /&gt;2) Lilo and Stitch ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND&lt;br /&gt;Mr Seow says that recounts (which means this blog post) should always be in chronological order. However, what I am about to type happened way before watching Sheng Ming No Take 2, even before I knew that I got the job attachment. But, heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During English, Klarissa and I were playing a game where the first person says a word, then the next person says another word that starts with the letter the previous word ends with.&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLE&lt;br /&gt; Royal --&gt; Lion --&gt; Nest&lt;br /&gt;and so on&lt;br /&gt;But to make it more challenging, we had a topic. And the topic was:&lt;br /&gt;ANIMALS.&lt;br /&gt;It was so silly.&lt;br /&gt;We kept getting stuck at E. Now, I know a whole list of animals that starts with the letter E (well, not exactly a whole list, but more than one)&lt;br /&gt;- Elephant&lt;br /&gt;- Emu&lt;br /&gt;- Eel&lt;br /&gt;- Earthworm&lt;br /&gt;- Eagle&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got stuck at Y, and I already used Yak (you can't repeat again)&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought and thought and thought and thought.&lt;br /&gt;Then we kinda just forgot about the game and it ended. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know a whole list of animals that start with the letter Y too (:&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Cluster Acopora&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Cup Coral&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Eye Tang&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Perch&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Polyps&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Ratsnake&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Stingray&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow Tang&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow-banded poison dart frog&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow footed tortoise&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow-bellied Marmot&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I have no idea how any of them look like.&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I have never heard of any of them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to study geog now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;What joy :D&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3578228989084840044?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3578228989084840044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3578228989084840044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3578228989084840044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3578228989084840044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/yatta-i-got-my-job-attachment-d-now-to.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3063676501859758644</id><published>2008-03-26T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:07:57.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. I just realised Denise sounds a lot like demise :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I heard the funniest lame joke ever:&lt;br /&gt;There was a maid agency, and there, were 3 trainee maids. Apparently, they weren't too good at English, so they had to have English lessons. One day, their trainer gave them a test. Their test was to form a sentence with these 3 words: chicken, nut, bread&lt;br /&gt;So, the first maid said:&lt;br /&gt;"My sir went to the market and bought chicken, nut, and bread"&lt;br /&gt;Then the trainer went:&lt;br /&gt;"Hm, I guess it is used in the right contexxt. Okay, next."&lt;br /&gt;So, the second maid said:&lt;br /&gt;"My ma'am cooked chicken, nut, and bread for dinner."&lt;br /&gt;Then the trainer went:&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, I suppose that's correct too"&lt;br /&gt;So, the last maid went:&lt;br /&gt;"My ma'am put the pillow over her head and chicken, nut, bread" (she cannot breathe, in a strong Phillipino accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I laughed like crazy after that. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my list of want-to-watch-s:&lt;br /&gt;1. HEROES&lt;br /&gt;2. HORTON&lt;br /&gt;3. BE KIND, REWIND&lt;br /&gt;4. Semi-Pro, which is apparently, NC16 (DVD!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Juno, which is apparently, NC16 (DVD!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Kung Fu Panda (the trailer is hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;7. Tarzan (the Disney version)&lt;br /&gt;8. August Rush&lt;br /&gt;9. Pokemon Movie (the one with Mew Two)&lt;br /&gt;10. ALL THE FINAL DESTINATION MOVIES&lt;br /&gt;11. DRUMLINE! Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's a lot more to list out. But I'll probably never get around to watching all of  them. So, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, I think I need a manicure&lt;br /&gt;The sun, I swear, is ruining my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU (Sam)&lt;br /&gt;YOU WERE BORN IN THE ZOO&lt;br /&gt;YOU LOOK LIKE A MONKEY&lt;br /&gt;YOU SMELL LIKE ONE TOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! We changed seats! Now, I'm seating between Klarissa and Lim Rui (:&lt;br /&gt;And today, I was talking to Lim Rui, and suddenly, we started talking about all the games we played in primary school. I remember the one most popular during my p3/p4 time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy (or at least, that's how I think you spell it, cause I have no idea what it's supposed to mean in this context) my baby, come on and play with me under the apple tree&lt;br /&gt;Slide down the rainbow, into the toilet bowl&lt;br /&gt;We shall be jolly friends, something something&lt;br /&gt;And forever more, more, more one two three four, four&lt;br /&gt;Four the lion roar roar&lt;br /&gt;Roar the teacher teach, teach&lt;br /&gt;Teach the children laugh, laugh&lt;br /&gt;Laugh the children play, play&lt;br /&gt;Play the children, BANG!&lt;br /&gt;(then we all stay still and see who move first :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and cause, we're supposed to come up with some Haiku concerning Sentosa, Klarissa came up with this:&lt;br /&gt;MERLION&lt;br /&gt;Confused animal&lt;br /&gt;Neither mermaid nor lion&lt;br /&gt;Huh? What is it lah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so gonna use that if Mrs Chan allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for school tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3063676501859758644?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3063676501859758644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3063676501859758644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3063676501859758644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3063676501859758644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3016972258167706889</id><published>2008-03-09T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:35:17.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seals are being clubbed in canada, namibia, greenland, russia and norway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they even have a website where you can play games involving clubbing seals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/seals/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.newgrounds.com/seals/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;virtual seal&lt;/strong&gt;: "have your own pet seal! you can feed him, play with him, put him to bed...and club him to death!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bop a seal:&lt;/strong&gt; "those pesky seals are at it again! stop them from poking their heads out of their holes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some tennis game: "&lt;/strong&gt;play tennis with a cute little baby seal! you think I'm sick? This happens in real life!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" practice clubbing babies in beginner mode, then move on to the adults! adults might not have valuable fur, but they are still fun as all heck to club!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sharks are being killed for their fins for a bowl of soup which isn't scientifically proven to have health benefits. it doesn't even have any taste, it's made of cartilage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's like killing us for our noses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and people don't care cause:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. they think sharks are fierce and are a danger to humans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, sharks only kill an average of 5 people a year. while smoking kills about 120 000 a year and starvation kills 8 000 000 a year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and sharks only attack human when provoked, or when they smell blood. also because sometimes, the  silhouette of a human swimming from underwater looks like the silhouette of an injured seal, which sharks like to prey on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;people believe there still many many sharks for them to kill. and even if they become extinct, so what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;well, there aren't many many sharks left. and the extinction of any animal results in the ecosystem being unbalanced. which means, it will affect us humans too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;worse, after their fins are cut off, the shark is kicked backed into the ocean, where they sink to the bottom and die of suffocation, or loss of blood, or  fall prey to other animals. this is to make space on the boat for more of those shark fins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there is even an illegal multi-million dollar sharkfin industry in taiwan which the authorities should be well aware of but do nothing to stop it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the shark has survived for millions of years, but will they survive us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(movies like sharkwater should be screened free and all those rich tai tais who eat sharkfins everyday should be forced to watch it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then there's waling in japan, US, russia, norway, greenland, iceland, indonesia, faroe islands, canada, caribbean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what is wrong with people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3016972258167706889?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3016972258167706889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3016972258167706889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3016972258167706889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3016972258167706889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/seals-are-being-clubbed-in-canada.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-9187159282311396146</id><published>2008-03-05T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:42:01.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R86ffat5MYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/znTS0rASVEI/s1600-h/kawaiinot_strip062.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174248383991853442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R86ffat5MYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/znTS0rASVEI/s320/kawaiinot_strip062.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I don't want to be an SL anymore. so stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nearly broke down on the first day everything started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah well. it's ending soon (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. i hate physics. physics sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;physics physics physics physics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sucks sucks sucks sucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I never knew the stuff to buy for DIY earrings were so ex. the pretty animals were all 2.50 ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the stupid chain was 3.50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. more stuff i want to add to my list of stuff i want to watch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-horton hears a who (well, it's called horton, actually)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-semi pro :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-durmline! again! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-continue watching naruto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-finish the sequel to Squeeze (x-files :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pokemon movie (the one with mew two (: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. donuts are so darn ex. onion rings are much cheaper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. the special hi-chew looking stuff are so darn ex. normal hi-chew aren't much cheaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. i really should go and study SS now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R86i2at5MZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mqmFoV1Efl8/s1600-h/3733635_facee0f857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174252077663728018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R86i2at5MZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mqmFoV1Efl8/s320/3733635_facee0f857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/21852624-9187159282311396146?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/9187159282311396146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=9187159282311396146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/9187159282311396146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/9187159282311396146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R86ffat5MYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/znTS0rASVEI/s72-c/kawaiinot_strip062.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-5500220431900443500</id><published>2008-02-27T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:08:41.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly have this burning desire to watch both series of heroes in one go (:&lt;br /&gt;HIRO (: (:&lt;br /&gt;today during netball, sam and i were discussing how beautiful Frodo's and Jonathan Rhys Meyers' (in bend it like beckham) eyes were.&lt;br /&gt;their BIG BLUE EYES (: (:&lt;br /&gt;and i was looking at old tags on my tagboard, and i saw sam's message about joe's blue eyes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall do something i haven't done in a really really long time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derrick: I've got everything I need here on the Planet of Weed there's not much going on but it's just my speed there's no hatred and no greed here on the Planet of Weed everyone gets along it's quite pleasent indeed :D&lt;br /&gt;chik: stole it already! :D friday, set arh (:&lt;br /&gt;shermaine: i'm still writing your letter!!! sorry, been really really really really busy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YATTA! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-5500220431900443500?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5500220431900443500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=5500220431900443500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5500220431900443500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5500220431900443500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-suddenly-have-this-burning-desire-to.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8135032335752738266</id><published>2008-02-26T19:23:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:10:59.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>List of movies I want to watch: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. L: change the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Water Horse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Prince Caspian&lt;br /&gt;4. Be Kind, Rewind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. School of Rock, again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. V for Vendetta, again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. probably Indiana Jones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. all the Final Destination movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heritage Tour to Sentosa then class dinner after that on Friday was fun (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad that it started to rain halfway, if not we would have even more fun! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Mrs Chan for the sushi (: More sushi, more marks for geog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P7FY4xoAI/AAAAAAAAADA/-R7tFuujBfE/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171252867149963266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P7FY4xoAI/AAAAAAAAADA/-R7tFuujBfE/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QICY4xoNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/E0rOREO3eyE/s1600-h/z133103004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171267109261517010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QICY4xoNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/E0rOREO3eyE/s320/z133103004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evaaaaa! (: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P-sI4xoFI/AAAAAAAAADo/z0ulBP4xEMQ/s1600-h/z133104858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171256831404777554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P-sI4xoFI/AAAAAAAAADo/z0ulBP4xEMQ/s320/z133104858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QDhI4xoMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FGgTll-yLso/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171262139984355522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QDhI4xoMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FGgTll-yLso/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stoned tangtra (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P8hY4xoCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vqaEUOW_nqA/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171254447697928226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P8hY4xoCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vqaEUOW_nqA/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, gerou! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P72I4xoBI/AAAAAAAAADI/WjRYDTog4Do/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171253704668586002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P72I4xoBI/AAAAAAAAADI/WjRYDTog4Do/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P--o4xoGI/AAAAAAAAADw/Pi8G6gTAZnM/s1600-h/z133112295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171257149232357474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P--o4xoGI/AAAAAAAAADw/Pi8G6gTAZnM/s320/z133112295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mrs chan so cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P_UY4xoHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sWbPlqKdHO0/s1600-h/z133114937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171257522894512242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P_UY4xoHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sWbPlqKdHO0/s320/z133114937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. klarissa khor laugh until like that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QAiY4xoJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pFH_jCvOU54/s1600-h/z133117059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171258862924308626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QAiY4xoJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pFH_jCvOU54/s320/z133117059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QC8I4xoLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/59whMyYrh3U/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171261504329195698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QC8I4xoLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/59whMyYrh3U/s320/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;playing the tonka game! :D stupid gerou's hand's in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QCR44xoKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b27J83zyFSQ/s1600-h/z133118430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171260778479722658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8QCR44xoKI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/b27J83zyFSQ/s320/z133118430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P98Y4xoDI/AAAAAAAAADY/CVjUlVhehMI/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAPTURE THE MOMENT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P98Y4xoDI/AAAAAAAAADY/CVjUlVhehMI/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171256011066023986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P98Y4xoDI/AAAAAAAAADY/CVjUlVhehMI/s320/Picture+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P98Y4xoDI/AAAAAAAAADY/CVjUlVhehMI/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P98Y4xoDI/AAAAAAAAADY/CVjUlVhehMI/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P98Y4xoDI/AAAAAAAAADY/CVjUlVhehMI/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3O (: (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(+limrui+sau+jo+me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many more pictures, but they load slow, and i'm getting bored of waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate partial fractions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so darn hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. guess what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause while the teacher was explaining the experiments and stuff and what we should take note of, i was falling asleep, not cause it was boring. i was just really really tired. and i was leaning on YY, and my eyes were closing, closing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it was time to do the experiment ourselves (test for gases)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was testing for oxygen (magnesium oxide plus HCl, i think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i didn't know that the reaction between magnesium oxide and HCl would create so much heat. so i was holding the test tube with my bare hands. then i put the glowing splint at the mouth of the test tube and saw it glow brighter and i was like "cool! :D"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then suddenly, i felt the test tube becoming hotter and hotter (is there such a word?) and i knew at once i should put it down but there was no test tube holder at that bench and if i just put it down like that, the disgusting black stuff magnesium oxide and HCl formed would spill out from the test tube and i'd get scolded like hell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(though i was half asleep, i do remember the teacher saying something about how you should never leave a test tube with stuff inside around, and make hte stuff spill out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so all i did was go "shit, hot, shit, hot, shit, hot, shit, hot, shit, hot, shit, hot, shit, hot, shit, hot, shit, hot.." and after awhile, when my brain finally started working (that took quite awhile) i ran to the nearest bench (eva's) and placed my test tube in her test tube holder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think some of the nerves in my fingers died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, at least now i can play the guitar without feeling that horrible pain on my finger tips (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-8135032335752738266?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8135032335752738266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8135032335752738266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8135032335752738266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8135032335752738266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/list-of-movies-i-want-to-watch-1.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/R8P7FY4xoAI/AAAAAAAAADA/-R7tFuujBfE/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-5774167147199251381</id><published>2008-01-26T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:52:26.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shucks.&lt;br /&gt;my dad's never gonna let me learn another instrument with his money ever again, ever since i quit violin in p5 ):&lt;br /&gt;no guitar ): no drums ): no bass ): no flute ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next time i go amc, &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;face better not be there.&lt;br /&gt;or i'll draw your face on the ping pong ball (:&lt;br /&gt;stupid guy who hogs the pool table. nyahh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interhouse bowling on thursday! (:&lt;br /&gt;ss test on thursday (which i think i'm gonna fail, seeing how i took half an hour to do two 5 mark questions)&lt;br /&gt;and a vocab test (a whooping 106 words to learn) on friday ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mill! i found the spongebob file! :D&lt;br /&gt;and spongebob chops! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-5774167147199251381?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5774167147199251381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=5774167147199251381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5774167147199251381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5774167147199251381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/shucks.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3487368069673377001</id><published>2008-01-18T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T22:08:36.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does England have a 4th of July?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most months have 31 days. How many months have 28 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it legal for a man in California to marry his widow's sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are 3 apples, and you take away 2, how many do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer has 17 sheep, and all except 9 die. How many sheeps are left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many animals of each type did Moses bring into his ark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many 2 cent stamps are there in a dozen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3487368069673377001?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3487368069673377001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3487368069673377001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3487368069673377001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3487368069673377001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/does-england-have-4th-of-july-most.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7961994148104038788</id><published>2008-01-14T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:46:08.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate mondays. the only reason why i don't hate mondays a lot is cause there's PE. on the flipside, there's 2 hours of chinese. dang.&lt;br /&gt;long jump's fun (: but i wanna do high jump ):&lt;br /&gt;bahh. can't join either anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiap's funny.&lt;br /&gt;"i wouldn't want to go to poly. in case i wake up late, then i wouldn't know what to wear"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so's evan and suyi. in a really loud way.&lt;br /&gt;"if i die, what do you want me to leave you?"&lt;br /&gt;"i want your guitar hero (too bad sam) and your wii. oh, and your...."&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;"i want suyi's ddr"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, i think evan took that already"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another summer day, has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;in paris and rome, but i wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;may be surrounded by a million people but&lt;br /&gt;i still feel alone, i wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooosh. i think i lost my specs ):&lt;br /&gt;my mum's gonna kill me&lt;br /&gt;how on earth am i supposed to go to the zoo like that? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;since new year's coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;status: some shark populations have declined by as much as 90% in the last decade and a number of species are now considered endangered, threatened or vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threats: &lt;strong&gt;overfishing - to satisfy the global market for shark's fin soup is a main threat.&lt;/strong&gt; Sharks are killed as bycatch (meaning they are not the original target the fishing fleet was aiming for), or captured in long-line fisheries such as tuna. Sharks are also threatened by a number of environmental pressures from habitat loss and degradation to pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sharks are indicators of the oceans' ecological health. as top predators, serious disturbances to their numbers may affect many other species below them in the food chain&lt;br /&gt;-sharks are highly vulnerable to over-exploitation due to their longevity, late maturity and slow reproduction process&lt;br /&gt;-increasingly sharks are 'finned' and the rest of their bodies, often while the shark is still alive, are dumbed at sea. Shark fins represent between 1 and 5% of the shark's body weight, therefore 95-99% of the shark is being wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW:&lt;br /&gt;-that despite the shark's reputation as a vicious predator, very few - perhaps ten - of hte more than 400 species of shark have been known to attack humans and often this is because humans are mistaken for the sharks' normal prey&lt;br /&gt;-the number of consumers who could afford, or had access to shark fin has risen from a few million in the eighties to more than 300 million day. what was once the privilege of the few has now become routine for the many and hte resource cannot sustain this level of exploitation. in fact, &lt;strong&gt;singapore is one of the largest consumer markets for shark's fin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when the buying stops, the killing can too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool! nathan hartono is in my sister's OG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working all day for a mean little guy&lt;br /&gt;with a clip-on tie, and a rub-on tan&lt;br /&gt;he's got me running round the office like a dog around the track&lt;br /&gt;but when i get back home you're always there to rub my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey julie, look what they're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;trying to trip me up, trying to wear me down&lt;br /&gt;julie i swear it's so hard to bear it&lt;br /&gt;and i'd never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;no, i'd never make it through without you around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7961994148104038788?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7961994148104038788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7961994148104038788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7961994148104038788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7961994148104038788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-mondays.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-119159383092573733</id><published>2008-01-03T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T20:23:24.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. only second day of school and i'm wiped out.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can survive the year.&lt;br /&gt;i even get tired hearing what i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;and lit lesson is scary. first day of class and we get a test to "separate the sheeps from the goats" (i'm probably a goat) (but according to the teacher, she likes sheeps less than goats. she thinks sheeps are dumb animals who just go 'maa' and wonder around aimlessly. i guess i am a sheep then) and to see "how wide our vocabulary is". well, mine isn't very wide.&lt;br /&gt;and she gives cheem scary words like dystopic and utopic. where's sam chye when i need her? ):&lt;br /&gt;then there's still duties to tend to when i'm already dying with my work. (and it's the &lt;em&gt;second&lt;/em&gt; day of school)&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;utterly.&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i need chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;i need to read my ss book&lt;br /&gt;i need to read my geog book&lt;br /&gt;i need to do my work&lt;br /&gt;and that's what i shall do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-119159383092573733?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/119159383092573733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=119159383092573733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/119159383092573733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/119159383092573733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-4367417071405490102</id><published>2007-12-16T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:37:16.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp was great (:&lt;br /&gt;too bad to merrilyn who didn't want to come&lt;br /&gt;and too bad to sam who's in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSIANS! (:&lt;br /&gt;my group was great (: of course, cause it was my group :D&lt;br /&gt;kidding.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lousy assistant leader who didn't exactly assist the leader.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's much easier and more fun leading people who are half (fine, 3/5) my size. and 3/5 my age too (: that's why mission trip was great (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lousy angel too (sorry toby): )&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, guess what. i actually kept all the clues (well, the ones that i had) from the sentosa game. and the soaked envelope and map too :D (and siyu's pencil as well, which was in the envelope. whoops) oh, and the extra $1 too, from the $25. BUT. i gave it as offering back to the church today (:&lt;br /&gt;yay! go persians! (:&lt;br /&gt;even though everyone's really quiet, especially during devotions (even me, cause i was kinda half asleep. heh) but everyone's still great (:&lt;br /&gt;yay! go persians! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the God of miracles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the God that makes me whole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will worship, i will worship You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a prayer that will restore&lt;br /&gt;a hug like never before&lt;br /&gt;a commitment that will endure&lt;br /&gt;Your love and truth for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all for &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, a Father gave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for only &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love could make a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all for love,&lt;/span&gt; the Heavens cried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; was crucified;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all for &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, a Saviour prayed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abba Father have your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though they know not what they do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let the cross draw men to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Ultimate Sacrifice; a love we did not deserve&lt;br /&gt;"Father forgive them, for they know not what they do"&lt;br /&gt;77 times sinned, 77 times forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how could greater love than this, ever possibly exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;elena: haha! the cards are super cute right :D i like bubblegum king (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUNICE!: haha. i still forgot to remind you though you reminded me. but you remembered to bring it! but we hardly played with it ): and did you manage to find puzzle king?&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe: haha. remind also no use. like i said, i still forgot anyway &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: tie-dye king looks like rainbow queen :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-4367417071405490102?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4367417071405490102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=4367417071405490102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4367417071405490102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4367417071405490102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp-was-great-too-bad-to-merrilyn-who.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-5512625958196281360</id><published>2007-12-06T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:23:37.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Open the eyes of my heart, Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open the eyes of my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to see You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to see You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see You high and lifted up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shining in the light of Your glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pour out Your power and love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we sing holy, holy, holy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's that, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bubblegum king ):&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for camp (: (:&lt;br /&gt;sleeping queens! :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm. can't remember who was bubblegum king's pair. if i'm not wrong, it was either pancake queen or cat queen. but again, if i'm not wrong, pancake queen is with cake king. eh. wait. there's not cake king. it's a cake queen. okay. then i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i need to see the cards again! :D&lt;br /&gt;camp! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fEEbEE: we can have it after camp! (: go for a meal or something (: (:&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: haha. he's okay-ish. i think the turtle king is cute too(: and the tie-dye king looks funny. but he looks really good with the rainbow queen (: haha. shucks. i wanna playyyyy&lt;br /&gt;EUNICE!: (: don't forget kays (: i shall remind you the night before :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-5512625958196281360?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5512625958196281360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=5512625958196281360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5512625958196281360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5512625958196281360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/open-eyes-of-my-heart-lord-open-eyes-of.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7691178122948772117</id><published>2007-11-25T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:05:22.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm baaaaaaaaack! (:&lt;br /&gt;mission trip was fun and good.&lt;br /&gt;i miss stephanie (the little one) ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out why the guy at the hotel kept laughing and saying we shouldn't call him abang when eunice and i called him abang.&lt;br /&gt;cause there was once, after he dropped us off at the hotel in his van, we said thank you uncle. then he was like "uncle arh?" then he laughed and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;so then the next day, eunice and i said thank you abang.&lt;br /&gt;then he was like "aiyoh. don't want abang lah" then he laughed and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;i found out, from my dad, apparently, abang is also a nickname the wives call their husbands. and that we should have called the van guy bang. which is less formal and more friend like. uh. yeah. something like that. but i think abang's a nice word (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;japat makan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the bubblegum king (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how will she now that he loves her?&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys &lt;strike&gt;don't&lt;/strike&gt; gossip&lt;br /&gt;and enchanted &lt;strike&gt;rocked&lt;/strike&gt; was rather bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELESTE!: yes yes (: can't remember if i replied this tag already or not. but i can just reply again anyway (: and yes yes. this friday. i think. if jenna can make it.&lt;br /&gt;vandana: -poke- hahaha. and we're not in the same class anymore ):&lt;br /&gt;JOY!: yeah. we're not in the same class ): at least you get sam. i got half of 2m. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte: o.o we're not in same class anymore! ): no more lame jokes to hear ):&lt;br /&gt;shermaine: surprise surprise! guess what. in the letter. i promsied to send it like. two weeks ago. but i'm not done writing yet! so cannot send. yet.&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: HELLO MISSION TRIP ROOM MATE! (: yes yes. i got her to bring sleeping queens during camp already (: i miss room204 ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7691178122948772117?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7691178122948772117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7691178122948772117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7691178122948772117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7691178122948772117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-baaaaaaaaack-mission-trip-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-4441966670413351146</id><published>2007-11-11T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:17:06.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Friday was the longest I've ever watched, uh, shows, in general, in one day since dunno how many donkey years (: (: (not including naruto, of course) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drumline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was great (: Devon was really really cool. Though, I really wanted him to do a solo when against Morris Brown in the competition with the $50 000 prize money. Yeah, that competition. Oh well, you can't have them all (:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee's real funny.&lt;br /&gt;"Hit 'em with Flight of the Bumblebee!"&lt;br /&gt;So's the Morris Brown conductor. He kept shaking his butt from side to side while conducting. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;"One band, one sound!" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half an epiosde of F.R.I.E.N.D.S, season 5 (the one with all the resolutions)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey and Phoebe are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joey: I am ready for my first lesson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phoebe: Okay, lesson one - chords. Now, I don't know the actual name of the chords but umm...I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. So then,  &lt;/em&gt;(does the action at the same time) &lt;em&gt;this is Bear Claw&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Umm, Turkey Leg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; and Old Lady.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's also Iceberg for G#minor. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Joey isn't allowed to touch a guitar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joey: (answering phone) Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Ross: (calling from Elizabeth's bathroom) Joey, it's Ross! I need some help!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Uhh, Chandler's not here.&lt;br /&gt;Ross: Well, you can help me!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Ross: Listen, I'm in Elizabeth's bathroom…&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Nice!&lt;br /&gt;Ross: No, I-I got really hot in my leather pants so I took them off but they must have shrunk from the-the sweat or-or-or my legs expanded from the heat. Look, I-I can't put them back on. I can't!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Oh. That is quite a situation. Uh, do you see any like, powder?&lt;br /&gt;Ross: Powder! Yeah! Yeah, I have powder! (Grabs some of Elizabeth's shelf.)&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Good-good, okay, sprinkle some of that on your legs, it'll absorb some of the moisture and then you can get your pants back up.&lt;br /&gt;Ross: Yeah, okay, hold on! (He puts the phone down and proceeds to spread a large amount of powder on his legs and makes another attempt at pulling up his pants. It doesn't work, and without picking up the phone leans down to it.) They're not coming on man.&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Umm, do you see any—oh, Vaseline?&lt;br /&gt;Ross: Ohh, I-I see lotion, I have lotion! Will that work?&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Yeah, sure, spread some of that on there.&lt;br /&gt;Ross: Hold on. (He proceeds to apply copious amounts of the lotion on his legs. He literally starts spraying the back of his legs with the lotion, and as he applies some to his butt he makes a happy face like he enjoyed that sensation. After using about half the bottle he again tries to pull up his pants, but his hand slips off of the pants and hits him in the forehead.)&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Ross? You okay?&lt;br /&gt;Ross: They're still, they're still not coming on man and the lotion and the powder have made a paste!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Really?! Uhh, what color is it?&lt;br /&gt;Ross: What difference does that make?!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: Well, I'm just—if the paste matches the pants, you can make yourself a pair of paste pants and she won't know the difference!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bend It Like Beckham&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coach, Joe, has really beautiful eyes (: Like Frodo's, just tinier.&lt;br /&gt;Preeeeettyyyyy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and, I finished all the Naruto fillers (: and in one week (: (: I love the last filler (:&lt;br /&gt;Gaara filler (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiraiya: Perverted hermit, perverted hermit... You don't know that I'm a great person, do you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naruto: What? A great perverted hermit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really start on my holiday homework...in December (:&lt;br /&gt;And I should really start reading my chinese books...when I return from mission trip (:&lt;br /&gt;LTC this Thursday. Really don't feel like going ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and smuggle my......(:&lt;br /&gt;Mission trip next week and Sentosa on 27 (: (:&lt;br /&gt;At least there are stuff to look forward to (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the old Click Five lead singer sang nicer (:&lt;br /&gt;Can't really tell who looks nicer though.&lt;br /&gt;I think Johnny Depp looks best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want an alien for christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bring me an alien this year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want a little green guy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About three feet high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With seventeen eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who knows how to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want an alien for christmas this year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-4441966670413351146?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4441966670413351146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=4441966670413351146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4441966670413351146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4441966670413351146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8560068766996482952</id><published>2007-11-01T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T23:56:57.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. charlotte's msn display name is. uh. funny (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"as much as a BFF can make you go WTF, there's no denying we'd all be a little less rich without them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so is her display picture :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rynocy8Gx2I/AAAAAAAAACY/QHnoU9KcZa4/s1600-h/to-do+list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127885232145876834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rynocy8Gx2I/AAAAAAAAACY/QHnoU9KcZa4/s200/to-do+list.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hands belong to patrick (the starfish, not stump) (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lot of people think that naruto fillers are stupid and pointless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they may be stupid and pointless, but they're just a nice and funny (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially the onbu one. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they should have more fillers involving gaara (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i want shippuden to come out faster. then can see more of sai (: (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and gaara (: (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's something up with sai's gay shirt though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's okay. cause he's still really nice and funny (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Ryn1ki8Gx4I/AAAAAAAAACo/xygEpq61Z6s/s1600-h/sai,1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127899658941024130" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/21852624-8560068766996482952?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8560068766996482952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8560068766996482952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8560068766996482952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8560068766996482952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rynocy8Gx2I/AAAAAAAAACY/QHnoU9KcZa4/s72-c/to-do+list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-799685263992873102</id><published>2007-10-29T09:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:07:00.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day one of holidays (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week of school was slack.&lt;br /&gt;(i pity people like nadine who have to do post-exam work)&lt;br /&gt;i hardly did anything cept sleep, play cards, read naruto, and play more cards. (i'm hooked, i tell you. we'd stay back till 3 just to play cards, play blackjack while walking, and even taiti on the bus :D)&lt;br /&gt;the bracketed sentence was in a way gramatically wrong.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, cept tuesday. it was the mg funfair.&lt;br /&gt;(i guess it was slack too. but it's a different type of slack)&lt;br /&gt;i had &lt;strike&gt;the time of my life&lt;/strike&gt; fun (:&lt;br /&gt;the games were a bit weird and merrilyn and i won all of them by luck. haha. (especially the stupid fruit one)&lt;br /&gt;oh, then there was this flea market thingy too. and merrilyn bought a neopet toy and i bought a cookie monster keychain, both for 10cents (i just realised the keyboard doesn't have the {cent} symbol) each. then we went around putting the neopet and cookie monster in other people's faces, saying "10cents!(:" at the same time (:&lt;br /&gt;(well, you can't really say a smiley face but...but...but...fine. ignore it if you must)&lt;br /&gt;and then we went on the bouncy castle (: (: (bouncy castleS. actually. one of them had a slide :D)&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes of bouncing is definitely more tiring than 10 minutes of netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;friday, after netball, was the staff family thingy. (it's like family day. where let's say i'm a staff. my family comes. and so does the families of my other working companions. and they have fun with each other)&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying.&lt;br /&gt;and so there was a bouncy castle (: (:&lt;br /&gt;and this one had a slide too (: and so we pleaded (okay. not me. merrilyn and a few other seniors) the teachers to let us go on it. which we could, if we helped carry some stuff. so we did.&lt;br /&gt;and so we could :D&lt;br /&gt;and mrs lee gave us ice lollies (:&lt;br /&gt;(sam, this portion of this post is for you. to let you see what you &lt;em&gt;missed out&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha. (: okay. i'm being mean. but then again, i don't think i am. cause i have this feeling you don't really care for bouncy castles. or ice lollies. whatever, man (haha) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was the mariott thingy.&lt;br /&gt;stupid dining etiquette class. nice food though (:&lt;br /&gt;and sam looked like kyle patrick :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was house elections.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i'm the only non-prefect in the house comm.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot eva.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't know there were no more sports captains! ):&lt;br /&gt;wanted to nominate sam for benchball and vandana for swimming ):&lt;br /&gt;then klarissa and i went to collect class t-shirts. but it wouldn't be ready till about another hour more. so we went to eat at macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;and we spent 1 hour++ eating one macdonalds student meal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2m's so sentimental this year. haha.&lt;br /&gt;probably cause like 9/10 of the class have been in the same class for two years.&lt;br /&gt;i think limrui (heehee (: ) and mak will get into same class as me next year (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: this is a smiley&lt;br /&gt;(:::: this is a spider smiling&lt;br /&gt;((:::: this is a fat spider smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of grammatical mistakes, don't i.&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave it to the grammar nazi (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-799685263992873102?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/799685263992873102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=799685263992873102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/799685263992873102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/799685263992873102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-one-of-holidays-last-week-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-9130962393525682275</id><published>2007-10-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:39:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh.&lt;br /&gt;was packing the stuff in my special drawer into a box to be brought to the new house &lt;em&gt;personally. &lt;/em&gt;then i saw hobbits letters and cards to me :D&lt;br /&gt;for my birthday, christmas and the two letters which to one of them i supposedly replied but it never got to you, did it? (i think i got the add wrong) and the other one i have yet to reply.&lt;br /&gt;my bad.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i wrote was what. august? or even earlier? june hols? something like that.&lt;br /&gt;i promise promise promise i'll send it before school hols start.&lt;br /&gt;promise.&lt;br /&gt;we should go on another outing to sentosa with jenna and celeste :D&lt;br /&gt;and maybe on another one with dodo and vicki :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i put them in the special box to be brought to the new house personally (:&lt;br /&gt;(be honoured, hobbit :D it's probably the only box i'm bringing personally to the new house :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though,&lt;br /&gt;i hardly doubt you'll ever see this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with it, i found vicki's one and only christmas card to me (haha. i actually still have it.) and the horse riding pics too :D (where i looked super silly with the helmet on. haha)&lt;br /&gt;and and. remember we were supposed to do this whole phantom of the opera gig thing on teachers' day? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(and while performing it for auntie annie (is her namespelt like that? or is it anne?) i banged my head at billy bombers o.o)&lt;br /&gt;and and. snoopy and mika :D&lt;br /&gt;and there was once we were at your house (with hobbit too) and then we were watching the tv and there was this show on, something about Rain going for a surprise visit to some jap school and you said that the principal was a cool dude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though,&lt;br /&gt;i hardly doubt you'll ever read this either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever God is faithful&lt;br /&gt;forever God is strong&lt;br /&gt;forever God is with us&lt;br /&gt;forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-9130962393525682275?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/9130962393525682275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=9130962393525682275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/9130962393525682275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/9130962393525682275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/10/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2440270274293014812</id><published>2007-10-09T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T21:35:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! one more paper (: (:&lt;br /&gt;chinese. can't study.&lt;br /&gt;so yeap. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;my new found freedom.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know what to do with it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. for starters, today, phoebe, nadine and i went to the library (I AM NEVER EVER GOING TO &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; LIBRARY AGAIN WITHOUT MY PARENTS) where we were &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be studying. but. eh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;then tomorrow, after chinese paper 3 tomorrow, chui, sam, joy, and I will go on a eating spree and gain more weight than i should! (i really should start running again. and at least &lt;em&gt;touch&lt;/em&gt; a netball) and on thursday, klarissa and i are gonna go queensway (: then to AMC (: (: with sam and joy and play more air hockey and table tennis! (: then on friday, out with nadine and phoebe again in the afternoon (i will remember to bring anti-mosquito spray or something) (: (:&lt;br /&gt;hoo hoo hoo hoo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;" atlanta! florida! hollywood! california! ottatawa! :D las vegas! chicago!" haha&lt;br /&gt;and freaky.&lt;br /&gt;like really.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry sorry sorry to nadine for leaving you all by yourself at the bus stop &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;freaky. with a capital F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. klarissa's really funneh.&lt;br /&gt;she's so fascinated just cause i can whistle the school song. haha.&lt;br /&gt;(and sam can wolfwhistle! :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. wanna hear a leng xiao hua (lame/cold joke)?&lt;br /&gt;well, i think it's funnier in chinese. but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, there was an old man. one day, he wanted to go fishing by the river. before he left the house, his wife gave him an orange to eat if he was hungry, and pecked him on the cheek. that day, the wind was really strong. when the old man arrived at the river, he felt really hungry. so he took out his orange and started to peek it. when he finally peeled away all hte skin of the orange, the orange suddenly said: "brrr, it's really cold"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, i'm really fascinated by it (:&lt;br /&gt;whatever. say i'm shallow (like the prince of morocco). because i am.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believed i couldn't read into the poem.&lt;br /&gt;so many hints, yet, bleahhh...&lt;br /&gt;"the STRIKING old man"&lt;br /&gt;"simply by his presence, he reminded us of what we had to do"&lt;br /&gt;"he was quiet most of the day"&lt;br /&gt;and something about old-fashioned breathing at night.&lt;br /&gt;and arriving in a van.&lt;br /&gt;darrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe the stupid grandfather was a grandfather clock.&lt;br /&gt;all the studying for merchants of venice, down the drain..i even remembered my quotes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shylock:&lt;br /&gt;"if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? if you wrong us, do we not revenge? and if we are like you in the rest, we'll resemble you in that"&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Bassanio:&lt;br /&gt;"Do all men kill the things he hates?"&lt;br /&gt;Shylock:&lt;br /&gt;"Hates any man the thing he kills?"&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Antonio:&lt;br /&gt;(wanna argue with a jew? you might as well)&lt;br /&gt;"go stand by the beach and bid the main flood bate his usual height"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look, this rhymes! :D&lt;br /&gt;"for mercy is not strain'd&lt;br /&gt;i am asham'd for my exchange"&lt;br /&gt;though, they're two random quotes put together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love league of extraordinary gentlemen (:&lt;br /&gt;and skinner! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone: "it's morse code!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quatermain: "well, what does it say?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone: "hello, my freaky darlings(:"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;harker and jekyll: "Skinner."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and van helsing (:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;and he let her go...the transylvanian way"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and v for vendetta (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"behind this mask, there is more than flesh, Mr. Creedy. behind this mask, there is an idea. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and ideas are bulletproof"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//"&lt;em&gt;God is in the rain"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and phantom (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i gave you my voice and made your song take flight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet now, how you repay me. deny me, and betray me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was bound to love you, when he heard you sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;christine, christine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(raoul and christine in background singing)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will curse, the day you did not do all that the phantom asked of you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//"masquerade, paper faces on parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;masquerade, hide your face so the world will never find you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and naruto (:&lt;br /&gt;gaara!! (: (: (: and jiraiya too (:&lt;br /&gt;i love the part where naruto fights gaara and gaara becomes the sand monster guy and naruto summons the frog :D and the part where gaara saves lee from the boney guy! (:&lt;br /&gt;sadly, he looks really weird in shippuden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very long post. and i think i should stop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: haha. thank you (: you're one of the three who wished me happy children's day. sadly. heh. too bad, not uncle day. haha. (very nice already okay. never call you ah peh:D)&lt;br /&gt;chui: myanmar? heh? and yes. we should have went LAST YEAR. haha. oh well. at least we're going (: oh! remind me to pass you the 8 bucks tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;derrick: i'll really bite you if you dare bring me on some crazy ride.&lt;br /&gt;sam: well. she's good too. and ron stoppable! :D or flash! merrilyn will be really happy :D or maybe they could have picked drake bell too. i mean. he'd be useless too. but at least he'd be a good looking spy (: yay for drake bell (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2440270274293014812?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2440270274293014812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2440270274293014812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2440270274293014812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2440270274293014812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/10/yay-one-more-paper-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-651878662076272780</id><published>2007-09-28T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:58:54.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stress Wars V: The Blubber Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously people in the past did not think of the consequences of their actions before they acted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when poor maria was sent to the convent, photographers were allowed inside. and they took pictures of maria:&lt;br /&gt;- sitting beside a nun weeping&lt;br /&gt;- worshipping in front of a statue of virgin mary&lt;br /&gt;- with her biological mother, 'all smiles'&lt;br /&gt;apparently these made the muslims very angry.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know why, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. british's intelligence in jap were kinda lousy. they should have picked someone like james bond or something. and therefore, they did not know that they greatly outnumbered the japs and could have kicked their butts. so this is a mistake of not getting info right before making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. if the people in the past did not do so many significant stuff, we wouldn't have to learn so many stuff either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore, our generation must work harder and do some more significant stuff for hte next generation to learn :D&lt;br /&gt;not that &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt; the generation before mine haven't done enough significant stuff. (like this whole myanmar thing, and 911, and that whole america-iraq thing too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog exam is on tuesday and i have only learnt half the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;there's still weekends (:&lt;br /&gt;GO! GO! GO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day, charlotte told me one of the shallow humour jokes again (which are quite funny when you put her expression and the joke together):&lt;br /&gt;why is there breadtalk, and sweet talk (some bubble tea thing) but no coffee talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;b&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ecause there's kopitiam (diam) -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't come home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;you're the last thing i wanna see&lt;br /&gt;underneath the tree&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas&lt;br /&gt;i could care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice song with a nice ending (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MORE WEEKS TILL IT'S OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and then there's that one week after that when i'll get my results which hopefully won't be that bad (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiang: sticks and stones may break my bones but virtual bites will never hurt me (:&lt;br /&gt;chui: yes yes. 10 october (: are we going to spaggedies too? i heard you say something like that today&lt;br /&gt;JCP: haha. that was my nickname in pri school. apparently, no one calls me that anymore now.&lt;br /&gt;cause they've thought up of even weirder nicknames.&lt;br /&gt;R: haha. replied you today already! and when you think of another grandmother story to inspire me for my compo, you can send it to me (:&lt;br /&gt;sam: uhh...bunny! :D&lt;br /&gt;derrick: haha. that reminded me of jolyn. when during some camp which i forgot, i was playing with her some hamburger game and she started messing my hair (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-651878662076272780?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/651878662076272780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=651878662076272780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/651878662076272780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/651878662076272780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/stress-wars-v-blubber-strikes-back.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3163920540958184870</id><published>2007-09-10T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:34:34.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kind</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;do you know.....she's like denise that kind...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"excuse me, what do you mean by my kind..?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. phoebe thinks that i look like one who'll never like a guy. hahaha. but but but. even if i don't. doesn't mean i'll like a girl okay, miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll probably go buy a little house with a garden (one like eva's. small (actually not that small. an okay size) house, big garden) (: and then i'll buy a red vespa and a yellow van-like-thingy-which-i-don't-know-is-called-what. and i'll adopt a little boy and call him nathan and adopt a dog and call it ferdinand and i'll work in the zoo and take care of the tigers (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/RuUM09YxlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/GIO3k6rnX18/s1600-h/elephantintheway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108503456292902050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/RuUM09YxlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/GIO3k6rnX18/s400/elephantintheway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it'd be kinda cool if i did that in my exams :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not cool to see the look on my mum's face though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is in the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imagine me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter how we toss the dice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's meant to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only one for me is you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so happy together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. love that song (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R: haha. you know what. i have this picture (it's another one) and it reminds me of all your grandmother stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;derrick: i used to fly for united airlines, then i got fired for reading high times. my license expired in almost no time. now i'm retired but i think that's fine (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3163920540958184870?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3163920540958184870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3163920540958184870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3163920540958184870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3163920540958184870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-kind.html' title='My Kind'/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/RuUM09YxlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/GIO3k6rnX18/s72-c/elephantintheway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-314134172217101035</id><published>2007-09-05T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:39:28.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rt4yaNYxlJI/AAAAAAAAACA/wYTBvLCcIzA/s1600-h/jesus,+the+freshmaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106574453336282258" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. i love that picture (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll stand with arms high and heart abandoned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;in awe of the one who gave it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll stand my soul all to You surrendered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i am is Yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JCP: uh. thank you? must be the genes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;derrick: -steps on your toes- think i'll have another glass of mexican wine (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;elizabeth: okie (: suppose you chang, no ho?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sam: oh holy night, the stars are brightly shiiiiiiiiiningg! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-314134172217101035?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/314134172217101035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=314134172217101035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/314134172217101035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/314134172217101035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rt4yaNYxlJI/AAAAAAAAACA/wYTBvLCcIzA/s72-c/jesus,+the+freshmaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8464972032739530957</id><published>2007-09-05T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:20:13.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;Die! Die! Die! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why won't you die?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"B&lt;em&gt;eneath this mask there is more than flesh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. haven't blogged for quite long (:&lt;br /&gt;let's see, as far as my short memory allows me to remember, the first interesting event that happened in my life since my last post was last friday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers' day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;it was the after&lt;em&gt;-party&lt;/em&gt; (haha) that was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;what could be more fun than wearing a cape to cold storage, baking cookie-cakes, making tortellini pizza, watching snippets of the thomas crown affair, the first half of v for vendetta and hearing calvin harris' &lt;em&gt;the girls&lt;/em&gt; all in one day?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;actually&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family a'fair carnival.&lt;br /&gt;thank you sam chye for helping out and getting yourself quite wet though you weren't exactly supposed to (:&lt;br /&gt;no thanks to the stupid screwed gun.&lt;br /&gt;and playing in the bouncy castle with ezra, jolyn and nicole was fun too (:&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i think the carnival was rather successful (:&lt;br /&gt;if my memory and observation skills don't fail me, i think there were more people this year than last year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outing to botanic garden&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;light bounces from here to there to there to here to there to there to here to there.&lt;br /&gt;where does it bounce to next? :D&lt;br /&gt;and and.&lt;br /&gt;how many meh meh jump over the wall? :D&lt;br /&gt;and and.&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy wuzzy likes beer but he doesn't like to drink :D&lt;br /&gt;and i still dont' really get that one.&lt;br /&gt;is it like fuzzy wuzzy likes peas but doesn't like veg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rt4m4MnMf8I/AAAAAAAAABw/4qbnml8o_nw/s1600-h/peas+on+earth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106561774384873410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rt4m4MnMf8I/AAAAAAAAABw/4qbnml8o_nw/s320/peas+on+earth.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP at sungei buloh wetland nature reserve&lt;br /&gt;picked up 2.5kg worth of rubbish (:&lt;br /&gt;interesting rubbish:&lt;br /&gt;a doll&lt;br /&gt;one of those jelly tube thingy (you know those which come in tubes, and inside is some liquid substance, but then you put it in the freezer, and it becomes some frozen thing and you can suck on it slowly. yeah?)&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i say a little prayer, and hope my dreams will take me there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where the skies are blue, to see you once again, my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;over seas from coast to coast, to find a place i love the most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where the fields are green, to see you once again, my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lifestyles of the rich and the famous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they're always complaining, always complaining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if money is such a problem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well they've got mansions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;think we should rob them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;oh. then we went to KAP and ate &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; but macdonald's food (: hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch ratatouille (:&lt;br /&gt;it was not bad and really funny (:&lt;br /&gt;the starting part was really crap though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;funny. but crap.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't watched hairspray ):&lt;br /&gt;it looks like grease (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer days drifting away, to oh oh the summer nights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well-a well-a well-a huh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me more, tell me more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you get very far?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me more, tell me more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like does he have a car?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;mug mug mug&lt;br /&gt;stupid art art art&lt;br /&gt;study study study for&lt;br /&gt;geography geography geography&lt;br /&gt;and about david marshall&lt;br /&gt;under the apple tree tree tree&lt;br /&gt;and about shylock and antonio's dear pound of flesh&lt;br /&gt;'if you prick us, do we not bleed'&lt;br /&gt;the only quote i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;it's in my current favourite book.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;bleahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And ideas are bulletproof."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-8464972032739530957?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8464972032739530957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8464972032739530957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8464972032739530957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8464972032739530957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/09/die-die-die-why-wont-you-die-b-eneath.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rt4m4MnMf8I/AAAAAAAAABw/4qbnml8o_nw/s72-c/peas+on+earth.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7631328877552499857</id><published>2007-08-18T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:52:56.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 things/people i (currently) like:&lt;br /&gt;1. my hamster's nose&lt;br /&gt;2. fan choy&lt;br /&gt;3. the hotdog bun thing from ikea&lt;br /&gt;4. my sister's physics notes&lt;br /&gt;5. my sister too i suppose&lt;br /&gt;6. mika&lt;br /&gt;7. V&lt;br /&gt;8. mrs robinson by the beatles&lt;br /&gt;9. tau hua&lt;br /&gt;10. gerou (:&lt;br /&gt;11. the tree i made. fine. WE. made (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. so it was 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history e-learning was so dumb&lt;br /&gt;i wasted 2 hours of my life&lt;br /&gt;oreo chocolate is horrible&lt;br /&gt;i should have listened to evan and take oreo strawberry even though it wasn't on the menu&lt;br /&gt;i love my physics notes. they're so pretty&lt;br /&gt;i still hate physics though&lt;br /&gt;i like mika&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;esp any other world and billy brown&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7631328877552499857?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7631328877552499857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7631328877552499857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7631328877552499857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7631328877552499857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/10-thingspeople-i-currently-like-1.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-5990855761390383822</id><published>2007-08-14T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:52:49.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a productive day.&lt;br /&gt;it should be.&lt;br /&gt;and it better be&lt;br /&gt;after being stuck with merrilyn for 3 hours in front of a comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg.&lt;br /&gt;I love Scott Summers.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt; Scott Summers.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;smaller than three&lt;/em&gt; Scott Summers.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;smaller than thirty three&lt;/em&gt; Scott Summers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way.&lt;br /&gt;I don't love Scott Summers. I &lt;em&gt;like &lt;/em&gt;him.&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy's cool too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate bio. i hate physics even more.&lt;br /&gt;my teachers are eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;they're voices are so monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;one thinks i'm not there&lt;br /&gt;the other thinks i'm a stone&lt;br /&gt;i love exploring the innards of a&lt;em&gt; homo sapien&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sure I love learning about voltages and currents too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINTIES&lt;br /&gt;i love minties. i heart minties. i whatever minties (:&lt;br /&gt;it makes me think of perth&lt;br /&gt;which makes me think of the perth trip in p6&lt;br /&gt;which makes me think about that night at the beach resort when jennabanana gave us all away.&lt;br /&gt;the night which we cooked our own little feast of ravioli, with mars bars for dessert  at 12 mn :D the night we all went high playing cards up stairs :D&lt;br /&gt;which makes me think about the last night where we had another little feast in chloe's room :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOBO THE BALD&lt;br /&gt;Bobo was a bald guy.&lt;br /&gt;He had a credit card&lt;br /&gt;Bobo loved shopping at Hugo Boss&lt;br /&gt;But because Bobo used his credit card too much, that there was some over limit thing and late payment and interest rates and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;Then Bobo went bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Trenchcoat Guy wanted money from Bobo&lt;br /&gt;But poor bankrupt Bobo the bald had no more money.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, poor bankrupt Bobo the bald has been haunted by Mr Trenchcoat Guy and his Henchmen.&lt;br /&gt;And poor bankrupt Bobo the bald had to suffer at the clutches of the evil credit card, Mr Trenchcoat Guy, and his Henchmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't make much sense ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quek: ranranRan&lt;br /&gt;R: you say one arh (:&lt;br /&gt;chui: in case you didn't realise, we were playing a game based on the way you danced to your&lt;br /&gt;          weird songs. hahahha. xiao long bao at ding tai fung!&lt;br /&gt;nerine: haha. it never was. it was resting (:&lt;br /&gt;derrick: -pokes you lots more back-&lt;br /&gt;charlotte: same thing. and your sense of humour is probably to shallow to be understood. haha.&lt;br /&gt;                  and we haven't gone on our PW group outing yet! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-5990855761390383822?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5990855761390383822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=5990855761390383822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5990855761390383822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/5990855761390383822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-productive-day.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8602999166135149344</id><published>2007-08-08T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:17:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a happy day cause:&lt;br /&gt;1. we found spoons&lt;br /&gt;2. we found cheem sentences on the underside of the escalator at raffles place which we plan to&lt;br /&gt;     use (when we find out what they mean)&lt;br /&gt;3. we found water&lt;br /&gt;4. we found candy empire&lt;br /&gt;5. i learnt a new sentence (saya something firkir bergita) (or something like that anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, remember, the Fitfth of November&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The gunpowder treason and plot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;should ever be forgot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. all of a sudden i'm thinking about drake and josh again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cop: what's the guy's name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: uhh...Guy..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cop: fine. what was his buddy's name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: ...uhh...Buddy...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cop: o.o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: fine so let's take Bob up to our room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drake: it's Baaaaaaaob. not Bob.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: fine, let's take Baaaaaaaob up to our room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: i'm the one who repeats stuff for emphasis, EMPHASIS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mrs hafer: drake, what's your favourite novel from the 20th century?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drake: uhh. catcher in the rye?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mrs hafer: wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drake: let's see, the grills are about 40 bucks right, so if we make 80%...that's...80 dollars a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;            grill!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: no, move your decimal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drake: oh, right. so that's...8000 dollars a grill!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: 8 dollars a grill!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: do you sell guitars?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guitar world salesman: here? at guitar world?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: so then i got her gummy bears. but she didn't like the green kind, so i had to take out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;         those. then she suggested i do some push ups&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drake: that's ridiculous!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;josh: i know!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drake: who doesn't like green gummy bears!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;megan: if you get on my nerves this weekend, you will both wake up tomorrow morning, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;              very confused, in Cuba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;R: clarissa says i dao-ed you at the bus stop that day. i did? which bus stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you, and you may call me, V. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-8602999166135149344?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8602999166135149344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8602999166135149344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8602999166135149344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8602999166135149344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-happy-day-cause-1.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7084787694833849674</id><published>2007-08-07T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:13:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Don Juan Triumphant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet The Landlady:&lt;br /&gt;1. has some telepathic powers&lt;br /&gt;2. is sick. like sick sick.&lt;br /&gt;3. has some obsession with (supposedly) hot, young, hunky guys&lt;br /&gt;4. stuffed the (supposedly) hot, young, hunky guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roald Dahl, come to think of it, is quite morbid, morbid, morbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. just cut down training by one for every week and my stamina dies.&lt;br /&gt;play street soccer in a court about 1/7 of a real soccer field for 1/3 the actual time of a soccer game with a break inbetween and i'm already quite pant-ish.&lt;br /&gt;then again maybe that's cause everyone has no space sense when playing soccer and kicks the ball randomly as long as your opponent doesn't get it. so there's a lot of running to chase the ball back and forth the court. and to retrieve the ball after it goes out o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great.&lt;br /&gt;just the thing i needed to pull my marks up.&lt;br /&gt;an art exam o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's crazy about something lately.&lt;br /&gt;klarissa's crazy about Wicked&lt;br /&gt;Gerou's crazy about chapter 5&lt;br /&gt;belle's crazy about backside (westside, actually; backside, according to her) story (where people prance around while having a street fight)&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy cause of the stupid teachers' day thing&lt;br /&gt;sam (i suppose) is going crazy not being able to walk.&lt;br /&gt;and merrilyn's crazy about jamming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamming with merrilyn is fun XD&lt;br /&gt;you actually learn a lot when jamming with her (:&lt;br /&gt;especially about impromptu-ness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. a sudden craving to watch the phantom of the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;masquerade, paper faces of parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;masquerade, hide your face &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so the world will never find you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cool yet freaky how christine's voice can go like super high. like super. and super low. like super. okay. maybe not really. lower than me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i bet i can go higher than her. i can go so high, you can't hear it.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gave you my music, made your song take wing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, how you've repaid me; denied me and betray me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was bound to love you when he heard you sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;christine, christine..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will curse the day you did not do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all that the phantom asked of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. that day,  charlotte told me this really lame joke about some squirrel and some durian thing.&lt;br /&gt;it's so lame. i forgot it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chui: how should i know? you were the one singing it.&lt;br /&gt;derrick: -pokes you back-&lt;br /&gt;sneaky sam: are you coming to school tomorrow? are you are you? if you do, then after school you can sneak me in again (:&lt;br /&gt;yiann: okiedokie. when i remember (:&lt;br /&gt;R: haha. ohhh. now i know what you're talking about. cheh. i just drew some stickman (or is it men?) on the card what. haha. oh. and the ikan bilis. and the sign that said&lt;br /&gt;"500m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- kem kaizen"&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i learnt a new malay sentence (:&lt;br /&gt;saya duduk dengan menggunakan punggung saya&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you alone can make my song take flight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's over now the music of the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7084787694833849674?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7084787694833849674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7084787694833849674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7084787694833849674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7084787694833849674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/08/don-juan-triumphant-i-bet-landlady-1.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2340973745096418614</id><published>2007-07-25T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:37:01.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.&lt;br /&gt;free lunch.&lt;br /&gt;free ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to being lousy in bowling.&lt;br /&gt;free ping pong&lt;br /&gt;free air hockey&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to sneaky sam's sneaky brain to think up a sneaky idea of sneaking us in :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founders' Day could be counted as fun i guess.&lt;br /&gt;while everyone was watching the people march andblab and blab, I was doing fun stuff like making tuna and egg sandwich (: and staring at the beautiful deep-fried stuffed shitake mushroom and getting to eat scraps of the VIP food (:&lt;br /&gt;(more fun than watching people march and receive awards, and clap for no one to hear cause you're in the audi, anyway)&lt;br /&gt;then i became the coffee man (:&lt;br /&gt;then i became the ex-coffee man and was made to stand at some ulu table and do i forgot what.&lt;br /&gt;klarissa and jacq! work harder so next year you'll win another prize and hopefully miss loy will hire me again then you can take food for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i just got a brainwave (a rare miracle)&lt;br /&gt;R you rico? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simanthika &amp;amp; sonal: uh. hello&lt;br /&gt;quek: nope&lt;br /&gt;gillain: yep! hahhahaha. i know. eat long beans. merry. uh. christmas.&lt;br /&gt;chui: you have always been whiny and weird (cause it's only you and me and only you, and i don't wanna sing the rest)&lt;br /&gt;JCP: well. that's random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His love is warmer than the warmest sunshine, softer than a sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His love is deeper than the deepest ocean, wider than the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His love is brighter than the brightest star that shines every night above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there in nothing in this world that can every change His love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2340973745096418614?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2340973745096418614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2340973745096418614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2340973745096418614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2340973745096418614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-4099402671927048390</id><published>2007-07-02T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:47:35.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh look. the title thing has come back</title><content type='html'>it's been missing for really long. haha.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it came back long ago. i just didn't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually. i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't wait for PE and recess (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's cell outing was okay i guess. we played some water game suggested by claudia in which she lost all three rounds. the funnest (?) part was frisbee (: which i played for only like 2-3 minutes. frisbee's really fun (: (though i suck at it. i still can't do the flicky thingy) especially with merrilyn that monkey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice strangers who actually show their niceness (?) actually still exist :D&lt;br /&gt;after piano class on friday, while walking to the bus stop, it started raining. (actually it started before that. i think) then i was walking really slowly in the rain cause i just saw my bus woosh past me and it takes really long for it to come again. then this nice guy who either just knocked off from work or was going to work (whatever it is, he was going to holland v) sheltered me with his umbrella (:&lt;br /&gt;and another day there was this woman on the bus who had giganormous bag (which i assume was filled with pampers and milk bottles and powder and all other baby stuff) and a baby and a pram (those foldable kind) and she was all alone. And when it was her stop, this nice auntie sitting beside her on auto mode helped the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. on saturday, we had to do some team punishment thingy after our game. (don't ask why)&lt;br /&gt;so after our game (which was at kallang), we were supposed to run as a team to the singapore stadium, take photoes and a team photo, run back and buy mrs kuan a drink on the way.&lt;br /&gt;hoho. and guess who i saw at the singapore stadium(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. rico (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: i saw lots of people on sunday (:&lt;br /&gt;gillian: eat more um. um. i know. chocolate (: and merry christmas (:&lt;br /&gt;and i refuse to reply chui li wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs kuan smiles everytime she sees a photo of her baby. so cute :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-4099402671927048390?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4099402671927048390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=4099402671927048390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4099402671927048390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4099402671927048390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-look-title-thing-has-come-back.html' title='oh look. the title thing has come back'/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-8279070118662153046</id><published>2007-06-28T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T19:10:36.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear merrilyn chew has been really high lately.&lt;br /&gt;there's still one week more to your birthday ah chew.&lt;br /&gt;then again.&lt;br /&gt;ah chew's always high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see. on monday. she was high during the ruth and naomi thingy.&lt;br /&gt;actually even before the ruth and naomi thingy.&lt;br /&gt;when eva was ruining sam's life by booking her.&lt;br /&gt;(eva chueng won't listen. i tell you. sam will be so sad that she'll be like the girl in the show who became so depressed that she started using some key thingy to scratch her leg (and eva doesn't believe there was such a show either(there was okay) and she says that the girl scratch her leg cause her leg was itchy)  and then she'll have to be sent to a rehab centre. then people will think that sam's weird and eccentric and then when sam grows up, nobody will want to hire her then sam can't earn money to support her family (if she actually has one), and herself. and eva chueng won't listen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember what happened on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday, merrilyn was being stupid and kept hitting eva's back to make eva think that she put something on her back. then sam really put something.&lt;br /&gt;and ever since then.&lt;br /&gt;merrilyn kept using her geog textbook to protect her back and immediately started using it to "sweep" her back like crazy everytime anyone touch her back. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the funniest (and weirdest and highest) so far. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;like yesterday, merrilyn was being all paranoid. and i just poked my ruler on her back and she turned around and gave me a stare and her stupid grin and kept checking if there was anything on her back. &lt;br /&gt;then during chinese, when we went to the ava to watch some ma jie story/movie thingy, merrilyn kept talking to me about the flash and wonder woman shirt and how she was so sad that she didn't get cheap mondays and about the shop beside new urban male and new urban male and then lao shi told her that if she didn't keep quiet and watch the show, she'll walk over and qiao ah chew's tou.&lt;br /&gt;and a lot other stuff happened during the ever-so-boring-PW that i can't be bothered to mention.&lt;br /&gt;(guess what. our pw teacher says shit a lot. like you'll-never-guess-who. hahahhahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;(as if)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just a really fruitful day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was fun. we played frisbee (: ohoh! i grew 1.5 cm (: i've finally reach 160 (: yay (:&lt;br /&gt;and i lost weight :D though i have a strong feeling my that little bit of muscles just turned into fats. at least a week without training. you never know what can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. ULTIMATIUM means SERIOUS BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;checklist needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been kinda long. but....&lt;br /&gt;abby: hey abby! ribena too(:&lt;br /&gt;merissa: okiedokie.&lt;br /&gt;sam: uhhh. uhh. i know i know! uhhh. eva!&lt;br /&gt;clarissa: i think she knows. hahaha. and even if i don't quit. i'll get kicked out. yep.&lt;br /&gt;jingrui: yep! (:&lt;br /&gt;nerine: haha. that sounds like the penguins in madagascar :D i did it to abbie another time too! (:&lt;br /&gt;              but i didn't see you.&lt;br /&gt;derrick: yeah. you did. and what's marimarihom? and what's ogre magi?&lt;br /&gt;chui: waht's with you?&lt;br /&gt;gillian!: look! your name is the only one with the exclamation mark (: hahahha. me too ): and the&lt;br /&gt;              cute tiny one (:&lt;br /&gt;JCP: it was fun okay. it's just cause you went with different people. and you didn't see the ikan &lt;br /&gt;          bilis&lt;br /&gt;sheila: HEY SHEE. remember not to be late this saturday!&lt;br /&gt;sien: uh. HELLO. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;vicki: no thank you. haha. and i have yet to link you. sorry. it's just really troublesome. heh (:&lt;br /&gt;R: who R you?&lt;br /&gt;JOY!: we have yet to go to gerou's club! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that that's done.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-8279070118662153046?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8279070118662153046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=8279070118662153046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8279070118662153046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/8279070118662153046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/dear-merrilyn-chew-has-been-really-high.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-4434186851266288033</id><published>2007-06-21T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:24:26.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>freaky.&lt;br /&gt;coming out of the jungle in 1995&lt;br /&gt;and asking if the war has ended&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for saturday (:&lt;br /&gt;SRC.&lt;br /&gt;Revelation.&lt;br /&gt;wowee (:&lt;br /&gt;revelation's gonna be great (:&lt;br /&gt;neeeeeerrrrrriiiiiiinneeee.&lt;br /&gt;i'm stillllllllllll waitiiiiiiinnng for your sms (:&lt;br /&gt;can't do the [freaky smiley face] here either.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;neeeeeerrrrrriiiiiiiinneeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;the paris hilton note book :D&lt;br /&gt;suicide bunny postcards! :D&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/RnqOtrvES9I/AAAAAAAAABI/koj3e2PvTqw/s1600-h/box+of+bunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/RnqNirvES8I/AAAAAAAAABA/raN0sgn28rc/s1600-h/postcard+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give the world to tell Your story&lt;br /&gt;cause I know that You've called me&lt;br /&gt;I know that You've called me&lt;br /&gt;I've lost myself for good within Your promise&lt;br /&gt;I won't hide it&lt;br /&gt;I won't hide it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-4434186851266288033?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4434186851266288033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=4434186851266288033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4434186851266288033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4434186851266288033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/freaky.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2027477215559364421</id><published>2007-06-17T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:43:44.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A woman and her husband experienced serious price shock when shopping for their new baby.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at furniture made of mahogany, the woman said, "I love the look of it, but it's so expensive."&lt;br /&gt;"Of course it is," her husband pointed out. "Do you think that stuff grows on trees?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang. one week of school hols left. and there's a hist. test to study for. bweah. oh. and ting xie. AND read some chinese book. and many other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;simpsons, quick come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Lisa felt like her boyfriend, Brian, was taking her for granted.&lt;br /&gt;"You're never home," she complained. "All you want to do is hag out with your buddies. We only go out if they're not available."&lt;br /&gt;"That's not true," Brian protested. "You know I'd rather be with you than have fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all from reader's digest (:&lt;br /&gt;should go read it some time, especially the funny bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold me close, let your love surround me&lt;br /&gt;bring me near, draw me to your side&lt;br /&gt;and as i pray, i'll rise up like the eagle&lt;br /&gt;and i will soar with you, your spirit leads me on&lt;br /&gt;by the power of your love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2027477215559364421?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2027477215559364421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2027477215559364421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2027477215559364421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2027477215559364421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/woman-and-her-husband-experienced.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-4571995180728661953</id><published>2007-06-11T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:55:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been reading the blogs that i have not visited for a reeaaaally long time. and i realised how much i've missed and how much that has happened to that person and i don't know. and not little things. like. BIG. things. and for some, i was actually THERE. and yet i don't know it happened.&lt;br /&gt;oh great.&lt;br /&gt;now eva tells me there's a history test.&lt;br /&gt;what joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not very close to you, but, happy one day early birthday janelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if faith the size of a mustard seed can move a mountain, i don't think mine's any bigger than a speck of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel left out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-4571995180728661953?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4571995180728661953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=4571995180728661953' 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days with my cousins have been rather eventful (: the good thing about having the responsibility of bringing foreign people around singapore for a few days is that you get to go places that you would not go to on normal days (:&lt;br /&gt;like on sunday, the kiddies went to snow city, then at night we all went to the night safari (:&lt;br /&gt;i love the night safari (:&lt;br /&gt;especially the show (:&lt;br /&gt;during the show, a wolf (it was really pretty :D and that adds one more option to my job list when i grow up. i'm going to work at the night safari and become a trainer of any animal that needs a trainer :D cept snakes) was supposed to howl. and it tried a few times but still couldn't&lt;br /&gt;aussie guy sitting behind me&lt;em&gt;: the poor guy's got stage fright&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;then on sunday we went to sentosa which i haven't been to in a long time. the last time i went was with hobbit and jenna and all we did was play in the beach the whole day long. which was fun. still. but the new attraction (some luge thingy) was really fun too (: and then they had one of those things where halfway, they take a shot of you. but i looked all silly cause my helmet was hanging sideways. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSL was all bleah. i couldn't defend. i couldn't attack. i couldn't do anything. i'm glad my dad wasn't watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello."&lt;br /&gt;"um. hi."&lt;br /&gt;"you were p6 last year right?"&lt;br /&gt;"um. who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;i regconized your face okay. but too bad you didn't have your name written on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;indescribable, uncontainable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you placed the stars in the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you know them by name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are amazing God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all powerful, untamable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awestruck we fall to our knees &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as we humbly proclaim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are amazing God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are amazing God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-6426031381141739001?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6426031381141739001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=6426031381141739001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6426031381141739001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6426031381141739001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-9097648757921812975</id><published>2007-05-30T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:29:03.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all righties. back from camp (:&lt;br /&gt;according to some people. it's supposed to make us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tougher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think it helped. i'm still as scared of dragonflies as ever. and i wasn't as scared of leeches before i went to camp. the stupid image of the big fat leech stuck in my head will traumatise me for life. leeches are supposed to be this --&gt;&lt;-- skinny. but the big fat leech was like --&gt;      &lt;-- this skinny. (that was 6 spacings altogether.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with water trek and no man's land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OFF! spray's &lt;/em&gt;the &lt;em&gt;best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazingly enthu on campfire night. maybe cause I was sitting beside gerou. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's gather round the campfire and sing our campfire song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our c a m p f i r e s o n g song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if you don't think that we can sing it faster then you're wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it would help if. you just sing aloooooong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss camp. belle devised this wonderful plan where we go to kaizen in the day, then at night, we come back to bathe and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;oohhh. there was one night. qiao er spotted this firefly like thingy in our dorm flying around :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we get rooms with concrete slabs and electric saving lights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are things in the toilet bowls but those things are not gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing with the ikan bilis with gillian and claudia too ): and the signpost that says&lt;br /&gt;"Kem Kaizen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- 500m"&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSL later.&lt;br /&gt;i can't play netball anymore o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burung kakak tua&lt;br /&gt;Hinggap di jendela&lt;br /&gt;Nenek sudah tua&lt;br /&gt;giginya tinggal dua&lt;br /&gt;letrum, letrum, letrum, ooolala&lt;br /&gt;letrum, letrum, letrum, ooolala&lt;br /&gt;letrum, letrum, letrum, ooolala&lt;br /&gt;burung kakak tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taught to me by the courtesy of belle :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-9097648757921812975?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/9097648757921812975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=9097648757921812975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/9097648757921812975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/9097648757921812975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-righties.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7747426826159935352</id><published>2007-05-19T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:42:38.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. my last post was &lt;em&gt;rather&lt;/em&gt; long ago. so i realised.&lt;br /&gt;but there's not much to blog about i think.&lt;br /&gt;and it becomes a chore after some time. unless i'm like really bored and have nothing better to do. like now.&lt;br /&gt;so let's see. mid-years. haha. expected my chem to be like that. seeing that i missed two pages. and my life science was kind of okay. i think.&lt;br /&gt;erm. then there's. um. can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;oh. haha. that day after momo, we went to venezia's and crapped for really long. oh yeah. and prata (: yummy.&lt;br /&gt;oh. then there's today (:&lt;br /&gt;today was fun (: haha. took a few pics but can't be bothered to upload them. not now anyway. we were SUPPOSED to spend 3 1/2 hours at the bowling alley. and we only spent an hour there. and another hour at the arcade :D and the rest of the time at west mall looking for wrist bands for group identification and shoe bags and hooks and plates and string and other stuff. talking about string...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: okay girls. so remember to bring some string to camp so that you can hang your clothes to dry okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between merrilyn and I:&lt;br /&gt;me: what type of string? nylon? yarn?&lt;br /&gt;merrilyn: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;me: string, like those for sewing?&lt;br /&gt;merrilyn: g-string XD *does her merrilyn smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. merrilyn was freakishly high that day. then she kept singing all the songs and imitating higgins in [my fair lady] during LA and during GEL, she kept doing stuff like squirm and stand up at odd times and doing dunno what to end up her hand covered in you-won't-wanna-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's camp on monday. other than accomodation, i'm rather excited (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;there's a war to be fought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a war to be won.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's a war to end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. set. one day we'll go back to ge rou's club and swim (:&lt;br /&gt;and another day we'll go have a free game at the bowling alley (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance dance revolution is fun with gerou and joy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7747426826159935352?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7747426826159935352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7747426826159935352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7747426826159935352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7747426826159935352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-6600065177250699711</id><published>2007-04-29T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:43:31.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oof.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;gonna fail my chem.&lt;br /&gt;i blame my stomach &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like the new time table. chinese is always before recess. and on mondays, it's the first period after chapel. and ting xies are always on mondays. so now sam chye can't afford to study ting xie before chinese anymore or rush any last minute zhou jis. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking out about what's a head, maybe i'll just stay in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy one day early birthday ge rou (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogres. are like onions. they have layers.&lt;br /&gt;so they're like cakes?&lt;br /&gt;no! ogres are like onions! ROARRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are often like ogres too. who are like onions. they have layers. just like macromedia flash. sometimes, there are onions with a few layers. and sometimes, there are onions that have many layers that it just takes ages to figure them out. sometimes, the onion is so sophisticated that even the onion doesn't know itself. not that many onions know themselves. and if you were to compare tha many-layered-onion to a cake, i would say kueh lapis. actually. that isn't a cake. it's a &lt;em&gt;kueh.&lt;/em&gt; haha. still nice all the same. and the thing why it takes ages to figure out a many-layered-onion is because you have to know an onion layer by layer. take kueh lapis for example, most people eat it layer by layer. why? cause those who don't have a higher chance of getting choked and eventually die. (heard of choke to death?) and i don't even know why i'm typing this.it's just flowing out of my hands. or should i say fingers. actually it should be the brain. and it all started with the onion quote from shrek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for shrek 3 (: and pirates 3 (: and simpsons movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masquerade, paper faces on parade&lt;br /&gt;masquerade, hide your face&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so the world will never find you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-6600065177250699711?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6600065177250699711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=6600065177250699711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6600065177250699711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6600065177250699711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/oof.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3996114476012819729</id><published>2007-04-25T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T10:26:06.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21 days since my last post&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday eva (:&lt;br /&gt;gerou makes me wanna quit netball and join guides.&lt;br /&gt;polymerase chain reactions make my brain hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think about the things i've gotta do, damn, my mind is gonna blow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3996114476012819729?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3996114476012819729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3996114476012819729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3996114476012819729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3996114476012819729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/21-days-since-my-last-post-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-3087182613143482516</id><published>2007-04-04T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:09:09.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. DJW's over.&lt;br /&gt;it was wonderful today (:&lt;br /&gt;well. I think she's GROWING (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now I can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trade these ashes in for beauty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and wear forgiveness like a crown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coming to kiss the feet of mercy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i lay every burden down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the foot of the cross&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go settlers.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;br /&gt;yepyep(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-3087182613143482516?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3087182613143482516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=3087182613143482516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3087182613143482516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/3087182613143482516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-7314081207008948849</id><published>2007-04-03T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:45:44.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho.&lt;br /&gt;really bored now.&lt;br /&gt;so i &lt;strike&gt;hacked into&lt;/strike&gt; went to post at the netties' xanga account. mainly crap. cept for one sentence (: the one bout the past vs present games (:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm done there.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm here (:&lt;br /&gt;today was a rather fun and happy day (: (the wonderful things happy juice does to you) (:&lt;br /&gt;cept for the dumb alternative assessment&lt;br /&gt;angel-mortal's really fun(: hoho. my dear mortal's so fun (:&lt;br /&gt;i got a lousy angel though &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. naruto (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words of wisdom from sam:&lt;br /&gt;eat monster cookies, or monsters will eat you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-7314081207008948849?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7314081207008948849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=7314081207008948849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7314081207008948849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/7314081207008948849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/04/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-4197273371420519168</id><published>2007-03-30T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:46:13.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho. 11 days have past since my last post (: &lt;div&gt;and quite a few things, both big and small have happened in 11 days (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing number 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nationals. good job guys (: you guys did your best and though we didn't get into the second round, heck, you did your best and that's all that matters (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh. I think &lt;strong&gt;xiaoting&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;maddy&lt;/strong&gt; have really improved on their front ball and rotating in the circle (though it's really a semi-circle, but everyone calls it a circle). and &lt;strong&gt;Amanda's&lt;/strong&gt; hands up are really working and her shots are going in (: (well, most of them(: ) &lt;strong&gt;abby&lt;/strong&gt;, my dear happy juice friend, and &lt;strong&gt;clarissa&lt;/strong&gt; sure have nice runs into the circle(: sheila's much closer (to her attacker) than before as well (: &lt;strong&gt;merrilyn&lt;/strong&gt;, as usual, helps out a lot in both defending and attacking (and she's not sloppy at it) and she's one of the few who show that she's really hungry for the ball on court. oh. maddy too (: &lt;strong&gt;likim elizabeth thoren selby&lt;/strong&gt; always does some nice offers to help on the bringing down the ball part (: &lt;strong&gt;trisha&lt;/strong&gt; hardly ever fails to jump for the ball really really high(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for &lt;strong&gt;jean&lt;/strong&gt;, her far shots are really cool (: (i tried shooting from where she usually shoots from and i took an average of about 10+ tries before getting it in) andthe little monkey of the team, &lt;strong&gt;steph sim&lt;/strong&gt;, never fails to amuses everyone in her littleways and has a few nice change-in-directions and runs as well (:&lt;br /&gt;dear &lt;strong&gt;quek&lt;/strong&gt; also never fails to cheer the loudest and is a responsible time keeper as well :D &lt;strong&gt;shar &lt;/strong&gt;cheers really loud too alongside quek and is always encouraging the players during time (: &lt;strong&gt;sam&lt;/strong&gt; tries to cheer as loud as she can go, which is hardly even70% the volume of quek's and always takes the score correctly (: haha (:&lt;br /&gt;GG (haha) peeps! (: i think the sports school game was played really well and the factthat we managed to put fear into the heart of the SS's coach proves it (:yay. 2 weeks break from netball (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's a really cool picture of xiaoting (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rg0UFO0cDyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bJmq9UhS3lM/s1600-h/DSC01147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047712837462134562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rg0UFO0cDyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bJmq9UhS3lM/s320/DSC01147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thing number 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sam's birthday celebration. saturday was really fun (: (your daddy makes really nice mushroom soup sam (: ) merrilyn and i arrived at sam's house when sam wasn't even home yet XD so we played with sam's table tennis stuff - without sam. oh. while we were roasting marshmallows, i went high. haha. then we played star wars monopoly (yoda!) andmerrilyn self claim herself the winner after joy left -.- and we taught merrilyn how toplay the drums! :D now merrilyn can play the drums for level chapel :D haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;merrilyn's so chatty. when my dad was sending her to sam's house, and back home later on, she talked a lot on the car. she's the only friend i know to talk so much while seating in my dad's car. not that there's anything wrong with my daddy's car (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thing number 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our little beautification corner (: a few days ago, sam and I started drawing grimreapers and that sorts and then we pasted all of them on the notice board. and that became our little contribution to the beautification of the class (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. according the countdown chart kindly contributed by belle, 56 more days till june holidays (: oh, what joy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thing number 4: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presenting of sam's birthday card from the netball team. sam had this card that smelt of something really. ahem. which made abby's table smell very. ahem. as well (: i don't know why i'm talking about this. haha (: it's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thing number 5:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;news of our upcoming sec 2 adventure camp ): if i had a choice. i wouldn't go. i'm only going cause it's compulsory and cause it's supposed to be fun. as in theactivities. BUT. the rest sounds. horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;incorrigible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vegetable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bweahhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed to be at kem kaizen (where the past 2 sec 2 adventure camps have been and where the church march hol adventure camp was) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toilets: holes in the ground (poor quek)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beds: soggy mattresses with yellow stains which you wouldn't want to know what they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;environment:leechy and mozzieful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nooooooooooooooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and sam came up with this plan of not bathing there. we'll spend 2 hours in the toilet bathing the day before camp. and when we get back from camp, we'll spend another2 hours in the toilet bathing. and we shall not bathe during camp at all (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thing number 6:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUSHI (: went out with leeks, abby and sam today for sushi (: i was all prepared with money in my handy dandy wallet when abby's mum offered to treat us (so nice) (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i made a fool of myself at sushi tei XDabby made me order, so i had to raise up my hand. so i raised up my hand and i realisedi looked awkward. (then sam raised OUT her hand, like flagging a taxi. i suppose shemade a bigger fool out of herself here) then, abby made me order a second serving of desert. and before that, i was eating the chocolate wafer thing, and it was still in mymouth. and i didn't have enough sense to wait till i finished the chocolate wafer in mymouth before raising my hand. so the waiter came and i had to speak to the waiter withmy mouth full which was really rude, according to abby (then why didn't she help me order?? harrrumphh.) oh. and the first time i was ordering desert (abby made me orderthat as well), my plate/bowl/dunno whaassit was still in front of me. after i made theorder, the waiter asked me if i wanted my plate/bowl/dunno whassit to be taken away. then, once again, i made a fool of myself by repeating no a lot of times and shaking myhead vigorously. i bet the waiter (come to think of it, it was a waitress) thought i was some weird &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. that bout sums up what happened the past few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. played donkey's ass with miss shaddick and sam yesterday. (and i was very slow as to realise only this morning that donkey's ass could also mean donkey's donkey) did quite badly. i'm a donkey's. sam's a donkey's- and miss shaddick's a donk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;dough, the stuff that buys me beer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ray, the guy who sells me beer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;me, the guy who drinks the beer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;far, the distance to my beer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;so, i think i'll have a beer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;lalalalalala beer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;tea, i'd rather have some beer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;that would bring us back to *looks at empty mug* d'oh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that reminds me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;save water, drink beer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-4197273371420519168?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4197273371420519168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=4197273371420519168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4197273371420519168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/4197273371420519168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoho_30.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/Rg0UFO0cDyI/AAAAAAAAAA4/bJmq9UhS3lM/s72-c/DSC01147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-6002658408912654476</id><published>2007-03-19T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:25:50.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's like having frozen bread with peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;but then again, it just might turn out like the peel fresh vegetable and fruits juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was rather fun and passable if it was just a gathering between hobbit, jenna and I&lt;br /&gt;if it was meant for a gathering with delissa and her &lt;em&gt;bunch of friends, &lt;/em&gt;it's not very passable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and delissa's not a very good host either...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to buy our own water &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seeing as we were dying of thirst as there wasn't anything left to drink and all i had was two tiny cups of super diluted juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; which was gone in  a matter of minutes ever since paper boy stole it. Then tuna (a nut) stole it from paper boy. and he hogged and hogged and hogged the water. till only 1/6 of the water was left (the bottle got stolen when it was 3/4 full) Then delissa's brother took the bottle of water and that was the last we ever saw of that bottle of water ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebe: your com got prob. try harder&lt;br /&gt;jolene: hello (:&lt;br /&gt;nadine07: nahh..&lt;br /&gt;geri: oops. heh. sorry &gt;.&lt; will change...soon...&lt;br /&gt;nerine: depends on what kind of nuts (:&lt;br /&gt;nadiNe: ditto&lt;br /&gt;siying: ehh. heh heh. sorry. never see you for so long already...&lt;br /&gt;liwen: it has only been six days.&lt;br /&gt;deweeck: somuchtodosomuchtoseesowhat'swrongwithtakingthebackstreets :D prawn crackers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ringtone that only people under 18 yrs old can hear.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-6002658408912654476?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6002658408912654476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=6002658408912654476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6002658408912654476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/6002658408912654476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-like-having-frozen-bread-with.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-2703327154839002538</id><published>2007-03-13T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:27:07.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday delissa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebodyoncetolemetheworldwasgonnarollme&lt;br /&gt;andiaintthesharpesttoolintheshed&lt;br /&gt;shewaslookingkindadumbwithherfingerandherthumb&lt;br /&gt;intheshapeofanlonherforehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently why hobbit cried during her softball match isnt' much of a mystery to me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! windows media player will finally play my cd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naruto and sasuke and especially shikamaru look really weird when they're all grown up. gaara looks the same and the best (:&lt;br /&gt;but the adults can't look any much older, can they?&lt;br /&gt;i like the ending song (:&lt;br /&gt;yay for naruto shippudden (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merrilyn thinks gaara looks disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is very random.&lt;br /&gt;actually not really. considering that i've only talked about naruto, typed two random sentences and nonsense without spacing.&lt;br /&gt;actually wishing delissa happy birthday isn't very random.&lt;br /&gt;so that makes it one random sentence.&lt;br /&gt;which lessens the random value of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloems.&lt;br /&gt;haven't typed that name for really long&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. shall be good and go do my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of oz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-2703327154839002538?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2703327154839002538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=2703327154839002538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2703327154839002538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/2703327154839002538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-1714963004251761471</id><published>2007-03-07T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T21:12:07.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is so dumb. They make me change to the stupid google one and I don't know what f or.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Today's basketball was so dumb. It was a walk over in the first match O.o&lt;br /&gt;So we didn't even play a single game. And in class, Merrilyn and Tangtra were like really pissed off and so were a few other people.&lt;br /&gt;And Eva was like "Ei, you all don't fight ahh. You all sure going to somehow end up fighting. I can FEEL it."&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And I was so pissed at everyone, almost everyone, that I went to play squash and forgot all about the free milo from the milo van in the canteen O.o NOOOOOOO ):&lt;br /&gt;I feel fit-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Monday there was a game. Tuesday and wednesday there was training. Tomorrow, there'll be a mass cross country run (3.56km) and after that got short training. And on Friday, there's another game. And although i don't play for games, i play squash during reccess (: so there.&lt;br /&gt;And I have recently found the joy of mass skipping in my life. Especially the part where the rope is swinging and you just run in and start skipping (: Although I suck at it. But it's still fun.&lt;br /&gt;Yay (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I read somewhere that people who always act very happy-go-lucky and stuff, are actually very sad on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;If people who look happy are sad, and people who look sad ARE sad, then isn't everybody sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of friend are you?! I like Christiano RONALDO. not RONALDHINO...the brazilian guy...portuguese..."&lt;br /&gt;And this is for you Hobbity Holey Pants (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Ronaldhino rocks&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks. Ronaldo rocks.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;And look. There are 12. Hmm...doesn't 12 seem like a very familiar number?... Hahahahhaha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-1714963004251761471?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1714963004251761471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=1714963004251761471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/1714963004251761471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/1714963004251761471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogger-is-so-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-117197721624553506</id><published>2007-02-20T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T21:13:36.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy chinese new year (:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm 2 days late but, happy birthday sister (:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm 14 days late but, happy birthday other sister (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been rather fun since friday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i brought klarissa to eat the prawn mee at RG XD&lt;br /&gt;then then then then then&lt;br /&gt;i can't be bothered to type the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could hardly eat any new year junkie due to the stupid sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;at least i kept fit (:&lt;br /&gt;not supposed to eat any anyway&lt;br /&gt;only can eat&lt;br /&gt;"1 bak kwa, 5 pineapple tarts and 5 prawn roll thing. Oh. And no fizzy drinks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tokyo drift :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;donkey kong's drifts are cooooooool.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if my daddy could to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and death note 2 :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;oh. yesterday at dinner, the &lt;em&gt;female adults &lt;/em&gt;were talking about mingming kor kor and after i was done with dinner, i went to continue watching the oh-so-nice-and-cool-and-awesome-but-according-to-my-dad-it's-meaningless death note 2.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that mingming kor kor actually ressembled light quite a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sleepign on the mattress in malaysia (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-117197721624553506?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/117197721624553506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=117197721624553506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/117197721624553506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/117197721624553506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year-and-im-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116973814195552638</id><published>2007-01-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:15:41.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there chui li wen. changed my template.&lt;br /&gt;the picture's kinda bonkers though.&lt;br /&gt;can't be bothered to fix it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's okay, bout the gelare thing (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116973814195552638?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116973814195552638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116973814195552638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116973814195552638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116973814195552638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/there-chui-li-wen.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116964751775716474</id><published>2007-01-24T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:05:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'she throw the book back to me then i'll just throw the book back to her'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'noooo...she's not fat...kidding (:'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you've got issues'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. No prizes for guessing who said what and to whom it was said =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116964751775716474?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116964751775716474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116964751775716474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116964751775716474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116964751775716474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/she-throw-book-back-to-me-then-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116956588144883171</id><published>2007-01-23T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:24:41.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she can be quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;though she seem to like the word shit a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa stuff to do lately. they just never seem to end.&lt;br /&gt;and klarissa keep asking me to think of class bonding game.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of one while reading TKAMB. how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at 7eleven, we saw this chocolate thing which is such a copy cat.&lt;br /&gt;they're packaging, from the box to the chocolate wrapper, is the same as ferrero rocher.&lt;br /&gt;what's more, the staff at 7eleven placed this copy cat chocolate and the real ferrero rocher side by side. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and i saw a naruto puzzle too but gaara looked seriously weird.&lt;br /&gt;AND I BOUGHT ABBY SOME SEVEN DWARVES (okay. that looked weird) TAPE THINGY =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I spilt a drop of nice black pepper sauce thing from my &lt;strong&gt;Ramly Burger &lt;/strong&gt;on to my school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;Ramly! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so fun (:&lt;br /&gt;so much for ice cream at gelare.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abbie: what match? heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deweeck: mars bars! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiNe: but they're still funny. to me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hobbit: yeshyesh. i know what i forgot. hahaha. i have your christmas present with me =D and your birthday is coming soon too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chui: go read the class blog you toot. and i'll change either one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadine: which nadine are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116956588144883171?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116956588144883171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116956588144883171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116956588144883171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116956588144883171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/she-can-be-quite-amusing.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116904437707433039</id><published>2007-01-17T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:32:57.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;I just found out how many full court suicides &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; did when they lost to AMK. Thank God for Phoebe Sng and the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese is so crappy. If all our tests are something we can't study for, and we only learn the textbook for ting xie, then how on earth are we supposed to get good grades for chinese?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoren gave me some watermelon cherry lip balm for i don't know what reasons. And it's kinda useless to me since I can't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7692/1527/1600/172803/eat%20mor%20cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="121" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7692/1527/320/357945/eat%20mor%20cow.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116904437707433039?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116904437707433039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116904437707433039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116904437707433039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116904437707433039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116878204881592730</id><published>2007-01-14T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T21:40:48.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, so Mrs Kuan's gonna announce top 12 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;there's trimming of the team tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I highly doubt I will make it into the top 12&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I think i'll get kicked out&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, FBTs are so darn short and I have to wear them for competition.&lt;br /&gt;If i'm actually going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I love netball or anything. It's just that there's gonna be some problems with my dumb CCA (although I don't mind joining golf again with kitty, and neither do I mind too much about getting kicked out) but there goes my CCA points.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a good thing i'm a you-know-what. But I can't be a you-know-what every year can't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what. I got scolded in chinese class for DRINKING WATER, GOING TO TUITION THAT TEACHES ME STUFF IN THE TEXTBOOK, and TRYING TO GIVE A SUGGESTION THAT IS EASIER TO DO THAN A CLASS SEATING PLAN, AND SHE WON'T EVEN LISTEN TO THE FIRST SENTENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be suchhh a sucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7692/1527/1600/696173/lilo%20and%20stitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7692/1527/320/164980/lilo%20and%20stitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;If only life was this nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116878204881592730?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116878204881592730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116878204881592730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116878204881592730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116878204881592730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/right-so-mrs-kuans-gonna-announce-top.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116832778264871326</id><published>2007-01-09T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:29:42.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is to commemorate the first day of 2007 where I have homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;Just bored&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what guess what&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was sitting on the bus on my way home from school with Belle. After she got off at her stop, they were playing the Just For Laughs show on tvmobile. And it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;(But I shan't type what they were doing, cause whatever that is funny, once typed out by me, doesn't sound funny)&lt;br /&gt;Something about this guy and the stop sign anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. And then I pressed the bell.&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's this traffic light just before the bus stop and it was red, so I didn't walk to the door yet. And so, I continued watching the show and started laughing (not out loud though. Haha) cause the guy's expression was just so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody on earth should watch Just For Laughs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I missed my stop -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh! Look at this! I just realised it.&lt;br /&gt;-.- this is the "uhhh..." face.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what this is---&gt; -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elelephant (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;You see, the long part of the comma is the nose, then the two eyes...yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it's lame.&lt;br /&gt;But it does look like one! I mean, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe it doesn't has the big flappy ears, but, doesn't it look like an elephant?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;Harumph!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna HUFF, AND PUFF, AND BLOW YOUR HOUSE DOWN (:&lt;br /&gt;(Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!//Not by the hair of my chinmy (?) chin chin! Haha) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something wrong with Joan and Joycelyn. Everytime I see them in school, they hit me on either the left or right arm or shoulder. (Okay, that sounded weird) Nobody else does that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang's so weird.&lt;br /&gt;"You can call me cute Rosanna cute Tay cute Xiang cute Ying cute Xiang cute Tay cute Rosanna. Or you can call me cute Ros for short"&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Eva and I are in the Loser's Cub. It's exclusively exclusive for exclusive Loser's only O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I shall make it a point to reply tags at the end of every post.&lt;br /&gt;If there are tags to reply, that is. Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenxi: yups. Okiedokies. (and what's with everyone and squares?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deweeck: 'taters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116832778264871326?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116832778264871326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116832778264871326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116832778264871326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116832778264871326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-post-is-to-commemorate-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116817503148026136</id><published>2007-01-07T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:03:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall reply some tags since I haven't replied any for so long.&lt;br /&gt;there's not much to reply anyway. not many people tag. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting from oldest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nerine: yes its real, and which church is THAT church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiNe: you're welcomies (: and oh. about your birthday. will remember (: happy new year to you too though its kinda late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa: which melissa are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCP and Lawrence: read the last sentence of nadiNe's thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klarissa: Hi Klarissa, although I see you in school everyday O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia and Nadine07: okiedokies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deweeck: Haha! can't remember the rest. although you just told me like about one month ago (actually that's quite long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiNe: ditto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116817503148026136?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116817503148026136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116817503148026136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116817503148026136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116817503148026136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/shall-reply-some-tags-since-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116772190833278619</id><published>2007-01-02T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:11:48.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS is quite scary (to me. haha) actually, from what I hear from my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;They have to do life range or something like that. And if you misfire a gun during practices you can easily get detention for 2 weeks to about a month, if your sargeant is nasty. And you do lots of stuff that are hard to do (to me) for 9/10th of the time in a day.&lt;br /&gt;And I heard that for people who sign up for pilots, they keep cutting every exam. And at the final final end, they only pick about 20 or so (good luck Gabriel). And in that 20 or so, although they don't say, most or all of  them have got private flying classes before they entered NS. So its quite impossible to become one of the remaining 20 if you signed up just because you like planes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I don't have to go for NS (:&lt;br /&gt;But for pilots, if you're one of the remaining 20 or so, and you get your flying license, and when you're out of NS, they can help you convert your license into one for flying commercial planes. So you get to be a pilot when you grow up (: (or get out of NS)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, and its really funny. Cause the people are really scared of you dying a sudden death during NS, so as long as you have a slight cough or flu, they give you some medical status thing and you're not allowed to join any of the vigorous activities. And half their activities are vigorous. Haha. And as long as you have any slight disabilities, you get to do easier stuff. Like being a storeman (is that what you call them?) Forgot whoose friend's son was just a wee bit colour blind and he was assigned the driver job (which is really good. I mean the job. You get all sorts of license)&lt;br /&gt;But its still scary. Again dunno whoose friend's son was just sitting at the back of the truck and then he fell off and died. Ouch. (I know it sounds silly the way I tell it, but its actually really scary)&lt;br /&gt;The people there take care of you when they're sick but you have to buy your own insurance. They go to your camp and sell it to you, but they cheat your money. Even the sargeant says so.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. NS is just really scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of NS. I wont' be going there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, going off to enjoy the last day of my holiday now by doing unfinished homework (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116772190833278619?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116772190833278619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116772190833278619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116772190833278619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116772190833278619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116728838982048067</id><published>2006-12-28T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T14:46:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my 136th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised. I don't know when Nadine's birthday is.&lt;br /&gt;Nadine, when's your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;As in Nadine Foo not Nadine Ng. But you can both tell me your birthdays since I don't know Nadine Ng's either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chloe Liew, I can remember people's birthday okay. Like yours is on the 30th December (Friday) and Amelia Goh's on the 13th of August and Phoebe Sng's is somewhere in August as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised. Cell outing's on Friday (Happy Birthday Shifu! :D) and I don't know where or what time it is. Oh well. I bet Claudia will call tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet nearly everyone knows but since I've got not much to type anymore I shall just type this.&lt;br /&gt;Aik Ang has a new blog. &lt;a href="http://www.imperfectability-.blogspot.com"&gt;www.imperfectability-.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. After seeing church people a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot lately, feels kinda weird not seeing them all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY DAY AFTER BOXING DAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taters? What's taters precious? What's taters?&lt;br /&gt;PO-TA-TOES. Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in the stew. Even you couldn't say no to them!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we could! Spoil 'em nice fish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116728838982048067?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116728838982048067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116728838982048067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116728838982048067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116728838982048067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-my-136th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116704841332976937</id><published>2006-12-25T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:06:53.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS (:&lt;br /&gt;today was g r e a t (: Yay! Its Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. don't really know what to post about.&lt;br /&gt;(oh, guess what, my parents went for service (: )&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with a bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;went for a movie with my family (it was good) (oh, and guess what, again, there's gonna be a simpsons movie :D &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coming out on hte 27 of july next year. haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was a good day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat eat eat eat, whole day eat! so oily still eat!&lt;br /&gt;and i got a GUPPY finger puppet from wilson! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEITH (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116704841332976937?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116704841332976937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116704841332976937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116704841332976937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116704841332976937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-today-was-g-r-e-t-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116649866487961947</id><published>2006-12-19T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T11:24:24.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel accomplished (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mae's voice is really nice. And Nadine dances pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is just around the corner. And I thought there was like, two weeks more. And if Christmas is just around the corner, means that school is reopening soon. Darn it. I dunno how to do the newpaper article thingy. And I have yet to read the chinese book. And finish up heymath. Shall do that.&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destination: where? was really good (: And there were 7 salvations over the two nights (: And Sam the doofus forgot all about it &gt;:( And she didn't sms me Abby's number either &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Over the few nights/days/weeks before the thing and the two nights itself, (almost) everybody was working rather hard and God was definitely there during the two nights (:&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what happened to my job of being a runner. I think I got fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day joycelyn was at my house helping my sister with prizes for camp. And they were using glitter glue to write names on paper bags. Then joycelyn the Himbo Jimbo (Merrilyn!) sat on Joel Pang's yet to dry name. So her butt had the word Joel Pang on it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the time&lt;br /&gt;He puts a song of praise in this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the time&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest nights, His light will shine&lt;br /&gt;God is good, God is good&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;If you're walking, through the valley&lt;br /&gt;And there are shadows all around&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear, He will guide you&lt;br /&gt;He will keep you safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;For He has promised, to never leave you&lt;br /&gt;Nor forsake you, and His word is true!&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the tiem&lt;br /&gt;He puts a song of praise in this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the time&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest nights, His light will shine&lt;br /&gt;God is good, God is good&lt;br /&gt;All the time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7692/1527/1600/952422/P1000450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7692/1527/320/683506/P1000450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;My daddy says the bright light in the top left hand corner is the Big Star that appeared on the night Jesus was born and that all these people are going towards Bethlehem to see the King.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken in Disneyland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116649866487961947?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116649866487961947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116649866487961947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116649866487961947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116649866487961947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-accomplished-maes-voice-is.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116606158363843289</id><published>2006-12-14T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T09:59:43.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nerine, the scroll text thingy up there isn't lame.&lt;br /&gt;It's called ADVERTISEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;Go read for yourself. Its an evangelistic concert by St. James Church on the coming friday and saturday. Go read the scroll text thingy for details.&lt;br /&gt;But since I'm really nice, I shall type it here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Its on the 15th and 16th of December, from 8pm to 10:30pm. Its at Mdm Lee Kuo Chuan Hall, Anglo-Chinese School (Barker Road).&lt;br /&gt;The speaker will be Rev. Andrew Lim from St. Andrews' Cathedral, Sydney, Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Free entry, all are invited.&lt;br /&gt;As ACS(Barker) is &lt;strike&gt;quite&lt;/strike&gt; very big, please don't get lost and go to another event and BLAME ME. Anyway, according to Chairman Caleb, there will be signs around. So it is idiot proof. Unless you are blind or can't read.&lt;br /&gt;But even if you are blind and can't read, you're invited (: That's what it means by ALL. doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Abbie can come too. And if you feel lonely, you can invite other P6 teamates and friends. I bet you've got lots of friends. So invite all of them :D and then maybe Abbie junior can go drag Abby senior along. Then she'll drag Sam along (who already is going) and soon the whole team will be going. And your senior's (us) senior (sec 2), most are going cause your senior's senior, joycelyn, invited them. And cause sec 2 and 3 train together, most likely some sec 3 are going too. And my older sister invited some sec 3 in the nettie team, so they're going too. So you better come. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Nerine, that whoooooooooole passage up there is specially for you. So if you just quickly browsed through it, go read it again. NOW. Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is super hectic. And I just realised I haven't blogged for. um...wait. let me count.&lt;br /&gt;24 25 26 27 28 29 30 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14.&lt;br /&gt;That's. um. 21 days.&lt;br /&gt;friday's the worst.&lt;br /&gt;I've got training.&lt;br /&gt;And Phoebe's thing&lt;br /&gt;And I've gotta be at AC at 5 according to Jesse&lt;br /&gt;And then finally, destination: where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they all clash except the last two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go play air hockey again ):&lt;br /&gt;and the hitting the crocodile thing which makes me go crazy and my hand all red and really white after awhile. Haha. yeah, that thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116606158363843289?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116606158363843289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116606158363843289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116606158363843289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116606158363843289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/12/nerine-scroll-text-thingy-up-there.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116428090130700045</id><published>2006-11-23T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T19:21:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. jennabanana made me do it.&lt;br /&gt;actually she made me do it on the 26 august. i just saw it. hahaha. but since i'm bored and i do not want to watch jimmy neutron i shall do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: Denise Tan Jia Xiu&lt;br /&gt;2. Name backwards: uh...&lt;br /&gt;3. Meaning of the name: dunno.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nickname: jia.&lt;br /&gt;5. Screen name: ?&lt;br /&gt;6. D.O.B: everyday.&lt;br /&gt;7. Place of birth: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;8. Nationality: Singapore P.R. so malaysian...i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;9. Current location: uhh. in front of the comp&lt;br /&gt;10. Star sign: uhh. the horse one.&lt;br /&gt;11. Religion: christian&lt;br /&gt;12. Height: 158.5cm (round it up!). I'll grow taller!&lt;br /&gt;13. Weight: 101kg&lt;br /&gt;14. Shoe size: either 8 half or 9&lt;br /&gt;15. Hair colour: black&lt;br /&gt;16. Eye colour: dark brown. i think.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who do you think you look like: me&lt;br /&gt;18. Innie or outtie: uh...outtie, if you're talking about belly buttons&lt;br /&gt;19. Lefty or righty: RIGHTY AND MIGHTY&lt;br /&gt;20. Gay, straight, bi or others: depends on whether i'm a squid or not&lt;br /&gt;21. Best friends: sammywhammy, hobbit, kitty, jennabanana, celeste (:&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends you trust most: if I tell you who I trust, you'll attack them for info&lt;br /&gt;23. Favourite pals: all on top. and loads more.&lt;br /&gt;24. Best friends of opposite sex: sure, my dad.&lt;br /&gt;25. Best buddies: its the same question as the past 4 questions.&lt;br /&gt;26. Boyfriend or galfriend: huh?&lt;br /&gt;27. Crush: nil&lt;br /&gt;28. Parents: heh? what about my mum and dad?&lt;br /&gt;29. Worst enemy: the pink hairy bullworm! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;30. Favourite online guy: is this supposed to mean the guy is virtual or just that he's online all the time?&lt;br /&gt;32. Craziest friend: jennabanana and sam&lt;br /&gt;33. Advice friend: me. i give myself crap&lt;br /&gt;34. Loudest friend: jennabanana&lt;br /&gt;35. Person you cry with: ?&lt;br /&gt;36. Any sisters: *thinks hard* yeth.&lt;br /&gt;37. Any brother: not any i know of. let's go adopt one! :D&lt;br /&gt;38. Any pets: hamsters. who die die and die. they either die because some stupid person went to squeeze them or their partner bit them for fun (the living partner actually died of boredom after that) I can't remember what happened to the other 2.&lt;br /&gt;39. Any diseases: laughing gas disease&lt;br /&gt;40. Pager: no&lt;br /&gt;41. Personal phone line: m1.&lt;br /&gt;42. Phone: uhhh...?&lt;br /&gt;43. Lava lamp: uhhh...?&lt;br /&gt;44. Pool or hot tube: what tube?&lt;br /&gt;45. A car: heh?&lt;br /&gt;46. Your personality: uhh...dunno&lt;br /&gt;47. Driving: license? i want :D&lt;br /&gt;48. Room: messy&lt;br /&gt;49. whats missing: uhh...dinner. its not ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;50. School: RGPS :D&lt;br /&gt;51. Bed: single and half taken up by toys&lt;br /&gt;95. And now the sabotaging begins!!! CHOOSE EIGHT PEOPLE TO DO THE QUIZ.&lt;br /&gt;1. you&lt;br /&gt;2. you&lt;br /&gt;3. you&lt;br /&gt;4. you&lt;br /&gt;5. you&lt;br /&gt;6. you&lt;br /&gt;7. you&lt;br /&gt;8. sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got too bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh darn it. i switched class. now i'm in the GEEK class.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not with kitty!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116428090130700045?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116428090130700045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116428090130700045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116428090130700045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116428090130700045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116407076042314206</id><published>2006-11-21T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:49:26.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hobbityholeypants, I'm done with your letter. Shall send it when I buy a stamp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to FGA on Sunday (: (Full Gospel Assembly) Its really big there, and there's so many people. They have a library too :D but the books there are books about christianity/God/Jesus...yeah...you get the idea. The adult section is quite boring, but the kiddie section has nice books (: Oh yeah, my sister and I went to their YC (youth church) and we spent about an hour (it seemed like an hour and I think its really an hour) playing games. Haha (: Then they made some church announcements which was somewhat mainly about their church camp and I like the starting and the ending of the video to "advertise" their camp. Haha. It was so funny :p Then worship. And funnily, there was no sermon. Maybe its in another time slot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee (: spent one day visiting and the rest doing other stuff. Mainly at Midvalley. Haahhahaha (: Oh, the pet shop at Midvalley, they put the cats beside the birds :D (and they sell hedgehogs [: [: [: ) On Sunday evening, we spent like five hours there (very very tiring) and our initial aim was to buy a bag for me since mine is sort of falling apart but I don't really mind because I like my bag. But, instead, I bought a cooler (for training) two shirts (my mum says its for new year), a bubble tea, cha ye dan (tea leaf egg. Haha), yogiyogi chocolate flavoured ice cream and dinner (wanton mee) and no bag. hahaha (: And after dinner, my sister spent about 2 hours looking for a jacket. What's more, they went to &lt;em&gt;those &lt;/em&gt;kind of shops which sell nothing that interest me, so I couldn't even window shop. So me and my dad wandered around outside the shops my mum and sis were in. and I was so bored and tired that I even went up and down the escalator (which were side by side) so I had something to do but didn't need to walk. Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay! there's sayuki reload at 3:30 on animax (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my life be lifted high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my word be lifted high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my love be lifted high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116407076042314206?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116407076042314206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116407076042314206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116407076042314206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116407076042314206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-hobbityholeypants-im-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116365877447023009</id><published>2006-11-16T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T14:32:54.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness&lt;br /&gt;*wipes tears*&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;was gonig on a naruto marathon again since i won't be home this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;episode 101 is super funny!!!hahahha&lt;br /&gt;haha. even if you don't usually watch naruto, just go watch that episode. its hilarious. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wipes tears* hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at rg was super fun. haha. rgPS. my time at rgSS was no where near super fun. went to visit mainly mdm tng and mdm chong (: wanted go visit hoho. but he was scolding the bballers like crazy. so didn't dare go. hahahaha. hmm. saw a bit of mrs ngoh. just said hi. but she had to go, so couldnt' chat long. HOBBIT IS SO TALL! darn her.&lt;br /&gt;went to find lao shi (then chen lao shi scold jennabanana, say her shorts very short. haha. but mdm tng pervert. she thinks jenna's shorts aren't short and she kept scaring little girls in short shorts and leggings who were practicing for speech day) but she wasn't there. then mdm tng wasn't there either. but then found her outside 6h (yay! 6h!) chat for quite long. then went to watch a bit of the speech day rehersal in the hall. but super boring. so went to find mdm again in the canteen (: then she gave us about 7 dollars to spend to buy food. but we only each bought a cup of jelly which was 40 cents. i think. she say we dunno how to spend money. haha. then tngtng ask us go up first, cause she has to do dunno what, then meet her at 6i at 11:50. but nobody there, found out they at lab 1. so went there to slack. and did lots of spastic things. hahaha. shan't say. too many (: then went see mrs hwang (: then she treat us to lunch (: then later on mdm bring us out for ice cream and brownie (: yay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a very long paragraph if you compare it to the waht i usually type. haha. maybe i should have done it in a few paragraphs. it'd be easier to read as well.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;i shan't post anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go read a murder story which i have been reading for about 3 days but i'm only on the second chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116365877447023009?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116365877447023009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116365877447023009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116365877447023009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116365877447023009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahahahahahhahahahahahhahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116351381711975994</id><published>2006-11-14T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:19:14.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dwucky! i'm not telling!&lt;br /&gt;and i know your second name!&lt;br /&gt;its madrampager.&lt;br /&gt;or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;your blog add. minus the 87 (:&lt;br /&gt;heeheehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow&lt;br /&gt;the pain is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;i fell down during the dumb carnival just now and just sprayed some antiseptic thingy.&lt;br /&gt;arhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;oh darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i just learned that "wah lau" or any other "wah ---" is a bad word.&lt;br /&gt;cause wah lau basically means "scold your father" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know what the other "wah---" means but its something not good.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;shall stop using that now (:&lt;br /&gt;not that i hardly use them.&lt;br /&gt;only from time to time&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;yepyep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm addicted to naruto :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my posts are getting more random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay! not going away for christmas anymore! (:&lt;br /&gt;and there's not training tomorrow! (:&lt;br /&gt;and i get to skip friday's and monday's training! (:&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;today we won cedar 13-0! yay!&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't play in the cedar game!&lt;br /&gt;so its kinda dumb that i'm telling the whole world we won like i helped!&lt;br /&gt;but its still good that we won!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;there's a humongous fly-thingy flying around!&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to rg tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;with jennabanana and hobbityholeypants!&lt;br /&gt;and we're going to meet at 10!&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm gonna stop talking in exclamation marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i should.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;why do i hear christmas music in the background?&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116351381711975994?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116351381711975994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116351381711975994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116351381711975994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116351381711975994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116342942678891602</id><published>2006-11-13T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:50:26.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;i was asked to change my blog template by derrick wong yen shi who's trying to get the whole jym to do it.&lt;br /&gt;its for advertising the concert thingy. and when friends come, they see, they go.&lt;br /&gt;now, friends.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at the template, read every little detail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i suppose you're (whoever you are) done. so i shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;yepyep.&lt;br /&gt;rg carnival tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ohohohoh!&lt;br /&gt;merrilyn has a box of tau sa pia too! not fair!&lt;br /&gt;hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i've got pineapple tarts! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super bored now. i feel yet don't feel like watching the show that's on tv now. i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;was talking bout naruto with derrick. hahahaha. cause right now, i have absolutely nothing better to do and naruto is now the most interesting thing in my life. its either i'm in the toilet, eating, sleeping, training or watching naruto and naruto happens to be the most interesting thing. so its like stuck in my head now. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yay for limrui (and mak too)! if not i wouldn't have found the joy of watching naruto (:&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;(i didn't know debbie watch naruto too (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously.&lt;br /&gt;naruto rocks and my life is super boring.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for naruto (and sometimes training)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116342942678891602?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116342942678891602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116342942678891602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116342942678891602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116342942678891602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116339489343108120</id><published>2006-11-13T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:14:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11 bad 11 good&lt;br /&gt;but feels like more bad than good&lt;br /&gt;rawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looklooklook! 47 pt 2!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;1:18. there was compassion in his eyes!&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh. johnston's fingernails super sharp.&lt;br /&gt;a whole chunk of skin came out.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;not a whole chunk.&lt;br /&gt;but a lot for a fingernail stratch.&lt;br /&gt;dinosaur plaster! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is so random.&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for makmak to faster accept the files&lt;br /&gt;what's more, the files take super long to download.&lt;br /&gt;when everything is downloaded,&lt;br /&gt;then can off the comp&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;the big boss frog is so cool! haha.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;three more files&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall crap about naruto since i just watched it (:&lt;br /&gt;lee's eyebrows are super thick and he looks exactly like Gai sensei. but i think that's the whole point.&lt;br /&gt;jiraiya is such a pervert. haha. he's a open pervert and ebisu is a closet pervert. haha. and the thousand years of pain thing in the butt by kakashi is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;kabuto and gaara are actually kinda cool (:&lt;br /&gt;no, gaara is super cool (: hahaha (: though he's mentally unstable. but cool.&lt;br /&gt;and orochimaru's tongue is super freaky. blweah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. nothing else to crap about.&lt;br /&gt;going to rgs tomorrow for some mini carnival thing. bweah. don't feel like going. i don't even know where the netball court is&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow tomorrow going to rgps (: yay! leaving at 1 though. and hobbit is coming at 1!&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. stay a bit longer. at most slightly late for training (: and some more my late is 15 minutes early. cause i have to be there 1/2 hour early actually. but if i don't then i'm late for training though i'll still be early for the real training.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;very confusing stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more file left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak's ignoring me. and she haven't accepted the last file.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh..&lt;br /&gt;don't want to wait anymore.&lt;br /&gt;bye mak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116339489343108120?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116339489343108120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116339489343108120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116339489343108120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116339489343108120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/11-bad-11-good-but-feels-like-more-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116304266582073896</id><published>2006-11-09T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:24:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;tau sa pia! a whole box!&lt;br /&gt;take that merrilyn!&lt;br /&gt;but you still have to share with me the box that klarissa is gonna buy (:&lt;br /&gt;halfhalf (: not three quarters and one quarter &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116304266582073896?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116304266582073896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116304266582073896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116304266582073896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116304266582073896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay-tau-sa-pia-whole-box-take-that.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116278550395293169</id><published>2006-11-06T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:58:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YES YES  YES YES YES YES YES YES!&lt;br /&gt;YOUTUBE IS FINALLY LETTING ME IN!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;NARUTO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116278550395293169?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116278550395293169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116278550395293169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116278550395293169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116278550395293169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116278290996052680</id><published>2006-11-06T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:15:10.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall type using capital letters when needed and use appropriate punctuation today. (:&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna adopt this cat called Pascoe from the CWS (Cat Welfare Society) ):&lt;br /&gt;I tried convincing my mum that cats are very clean creatures, they're easy to litter-train, don't have to go on walks and are easier to take care of than dogs. Apparently, she still doesn't want a cat in the house.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Training later, again.&lt;br /&gt;Darn it.&lt;br /&gt;Have to read some 三字经 thingy. Bweah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed&lt;br /&gt;She was looking kind of dumb with her fingers and her thumb&lt;br /&gt;And the shape of an "L" on her forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming&lt;br /&gt;Back to the rules and I hit the ground running&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make sense not to live for fun&lt;br /&gt;Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb&lt;br /&gt;So much to do so much to see&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with taking the back streets&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know if you don't go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never shine if you don't glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, you're an all star get your game on, go play&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, you're a rock star get the show on, get paid&lt;br /&gt;And all that glitters in gold&lt;br /&gt;Only shooting stars break the mold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trainingtrainingtrainingtraining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116278290996052680?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116278290996052680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116278290996052680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116278290996052680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116278290996052680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-shall-type-using-capital-letters.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116261981554395182</id><published>2006-11-04T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T13:56:55.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn it.&lt;br /&gt;sam went to the geek class.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;same class as chloe for 8 years (:&lt;br /&gt;I WENT TO THE QUEK CLASS =D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i have finally cleared my doubts.&lt;br /&gt;i am now positively sure that bubbles is the second powerpuff and not buttercup.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like bubbles' the baby.&lt;br /&gt;but the narrator doesn't go&lt;br /&gt;"blossom, buttercup, and bubbles, join forces, to fight the forces of evil!"&lt;br /&gt;or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;he goes&lt;br /&gt;"blossom, BUBBLES, buttercup, join forces blahblahblah"&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so bubbles is the second one, and not  buttercup (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine if you got a dog and you named it dog.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116261981554395182?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116261981554395182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116261981554395182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116261981554395182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116261981554395182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/darn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116255817874516929</id><published>2006-11-03T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:49:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7692/1527/1600/Untitled-1%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7692/1527/320/Untitled-1%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;noooooooooooooooooooooooo! ): ): ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yes. but.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;noooooooooooooooooooooooo ): ): ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;can we still sweep floor during recess? ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116255817874516929?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116255817874516929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116255817874516929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116255817874516929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116255817874516929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/noooooooooooooooooooooooo-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116242975204030391</id><published>2006-11-02T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:09:12.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bweah.&lt;br /&gt;super bored now.&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing on tv. even so, my sis is watching codename knd. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;and there's no more nice movie to watch.&lt;br /&gt;the rest i've already watch a million times.&lt;br /&gt;rawr. shouldn't have watched van helsing on tuesday night. wasted one good movie for times when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;and youtube is such a pig. it won't let me get in. the darn thing won't load load load.&lt;br /&gt;then i can't watch naruto either.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm stuck with playing freecell and hearts on the comp which i'm not sure how i'm supposed to play either.&lt;br /&gt;haven't taken breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;but there's nothing much to eat either. only junkie. and ice cream (:&lt;br /&gt;there's bread. but don't feel like eating bread. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;boredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredbored.&lt;br /&gt;the only interesting thing that happens now is training. HAHA. my life is boring luh.&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday i caught the ball then i didn't land on correct foot so i landed funny and was off balance and started moving backwards while half off balance. and eventually fell on my butt and did half a backward roll. ouchie.&lt;br /&gt;then it was so dumb. even mrs kuan laugh. oh, and cause mrs kuan is pregnant, then maddy say if the mother always scold, then the baby will become very ___. i dunno what's the word. but i know its bad for the baby. haha. then mrs kuan started scolding merrilyn and merrilyn was like "shhhhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;one of this days shall go out with chui on  the eating spree we planned during history. haha. we're going to din tai feng for xiao long bao. then we're going to billy bombers for fries. then we're going to venezia for ice cream ( is it?) then dunno. can't remember. haha. ooo...let's go for sushi too..(:&lt;br /&gt;and some thursday in november going with sam for our arcade trip. haven't went yet. yepyep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need some time by myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;without anybody else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just need to unwind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my time machine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to go faraway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a few years back would be okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just need to unwind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my time machine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. shall go play hearts.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116242975204030391?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116242975204030391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116242975204030391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116242975204030391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116242975204030391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/bweah.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116227099782427433</id><published>2006-10-31T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:28:50.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;last day of october&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday banana =D&lt;br /&gt;and happy one day late birthday tongtong and eli ho (:&lt;br /&gt;happy 10 days early birthday xiang!&lt;br /&gt;and happy 1 month and 2 days early birthday me!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;oh and yesterday, i amazed myself (thankyou) i could actually carry maddy =D =D =D&lt;br /&gt;i know i sound mean. making her sound very heavy. but it was quite okay. she felt lighter than silby thoren elizabeth li kim. okay. now i'm making &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; sound heavy. but if their not heavy. then i'm weak O.o&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;no wait.&lt;br /&gt;i am.&lt;br /&gt;gong gong beat me right arm wrestling O.o&lt;br /&gt;(i beat her in left but that's not the point. the point is she beat me in right.)&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;gonna start carrying more medicine ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. just watched six string samurai. its a really nice old movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on my way to vegas&lt;br /&gt;its the land of the free&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be rockin' the whole night long&lt;br /&gt;for all the world to see&lt;br /&gt;if anyone knows what i want&lt;br /&gt;you can just stay away&lt;br /&gt;and if you listen real closely you can still hear my guitar play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now bring it back around again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i'm looking around here&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;i've got a group of bandidos&lt;br /&gt;that are constantly following me&lt;br /&gt;i used to try to run and hide&lt;br /&gt;so i could get away&lt;br /&gt;then i think of my trusty guitar just wait till you hear it play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;all right, now&lt;br /&gt;huh, huh, huh&lt;br /&gt;you hear that six-string playin'&lt;br /&gt;that's what we call one mean guitar&lt;br /&gt;so you better get out of its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right&lt;br /&gt;one two three four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people call me a nomad&lt;br /&gt;but i don't care what they think&lt;br /&gt;i'm comin' here to rock your town&lt;br /&gt;i'll be crowned the rock and roll king&lt;br /&gt;when the day becomes the night&lt;br /&gt;we can dance till the light of day&lt;br /&gt;so bring your dancing shoes along and you'll hear my guitar play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yeah =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watched constantine before training =D&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;constantine!&lt;br /&gt;shall watch another movie tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and Lord of the Rings: the two towers on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;and if i can finally access youtube (dumb youtube. you just won't load. darn you)&lt;br /&gt;then i'll watch naruto on friday =D&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;can't stand it anymore. i read until book 12 then dunno what happen to Gaara and Sasuke.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch the fast and the furious: tokyo drift !&lt;br /&gt;i know the movie isn't to say very new, but neither is it very old.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch it.&lt;br /&gt;i was watching the trailer, and then i saw the car turn and it was super cool.&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;its like turning but the position of  the car is not how normal car turns.&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;em&gt;drifts &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;that's what they did in initial D too.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learn how to do it! rawr (:&lt;br /&gt;oh, and that day, i told my dad i wanted to become the first female F1 racer.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i need fast reflexes.&lt;br /&gt;and my reflexes suck.&lt;br /&gt;i can do reaction ball forever and not even get 10.&lt;br /&gt;okay. maybe not that bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;i take about 2min to get 5? others get 5 in their first five. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. got netball. do that for 4 years i'm sure my reflexes will get better (:&lt;br /&gt;then i can start practicing driving a car 3 times faster than how my dad drives the car and then practice thinking faster so i know what to do if some car suddenly pops up in front of me and then i can practice getting better at everything and then i'll become a F1 driver (: yay!&lt;br /&gt;okay. we're digressing.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wanna watch the fast and the furious: tokyo drift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow the yellow brick road (leech) by brian tyler is a really cool song (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21852624-116227099782427433?l=oreodunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116227099782427433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21852624&amp;postID=116227099782427433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116227099782427433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21852624/posts/default/116227099782427433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oreodunk.blogspot.com/2006/10/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>doudouxiansheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440365743178281041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ju3YU5RmFyc/SJPDHAchkUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/yCHO4qyKfA8/S220/7,+final.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21852624.post-116177024648265608</id><published>2006-10-25T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:57:27.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee!&lt;br /&gt;today was fun fun fun (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;went kinda not late not early to school&lt;br /&gt;followed nadine and mich to quadrangle to set up stall for funfair.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought our stall was going to be a failure cause on monday after training, there was this stall that was very like ours. just with bells. and blahblady blahblady blah. yep. and some more out stall was not where it was supposed to be. and tuesday was hol. so no going to school to set up. and i didn't know what on earth was going on. haha. anywayyy, yep. so this morning set up stall. everybody was helping. okay. i didn't exactly help cause i didn't know what to do. BUT, i gave moral support (:&lt;br /&gt;kinda.&lt;br /&gt;that's not the point anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then xiang decided to make the price TWO BUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;TWO BUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;the other copy-cat-stall is only ONE BUCK. and you get a chance to win a IPOD SHUFFLE.&lt;br /&gt;(cause they got help from parents. and their parents are people too rich so they don't know how else to spend their money)&lt;br /&gt;and in the end xiang lessen the price to $1.50&lt;br /&gt;still ex. but better than 2.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yep. and then there was assembly. and blackmore won 2nd for bball (: (: (: which i took part in (: (: (: and 4th for volleyball (: ): (: which i took part in but sucked (: cause there was no one to represent volleyball for blackmore. and we (sam. me. xiaohui. nicole. sarah. another nicole. ) were just sitting there doing nothing. so we took part in volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;4-21 against lee.&lt;br /&gt;haha. against rest of the houses dunno. but still 4th place anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went back to class. teacher collect stuff.&lt;br /&gt;free time. went crazy. READ NARUTO (:&lt;br /&gt;then some musical. (one guy looked koreanish. small eyes. big nose. yeah. another guy sounded indonesianish. indonesian-english. and the girl. um. yeah. chinese) and they played zanarkand from final fantasy (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;then the fair!&lt;br /&gt;at first everything was super &lt;em&gt;luan&lt;/em&gt;. but then i help to ask little girls to come and play. and there was this little girl (not mgsian. but sister of mgsian who came to the fair) and she was sooo cute (: then carried her and started playing with her. haha. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;drank lots of milo (:&lt;br /&gt;and i was the guinea pig for our game! haha. managed to go through quite easily (though took about 1 min?) just do army crawl all the way. but my knees hurt)&lt;br /&gt;got more little girls to play.&lt;br /&gt;climb around.&lt;br /&gt;drink more milo.&lt;br /&gt;then saw this little girl. guineth. haha. then abandoned the stall and ran off to play with her. i can't believe i spent four bucks and a packet of milo on her. but. worth it (: at least i think so (: then me, sam, chloe, merrilyn and guineth started playing with the sweets which were supposed to be bonus prizes. we tried throwing it into the box which sam was holding. and then we keep throwing so many at once that poor sam was bombed by sweets.&lt;br /&gt;and they played the tokyo drift song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder if you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how they live in tokyo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you've seen it then you mean it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you know you have to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fast and furious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drift drift drift!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fast and furious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drift drift drift!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. and then there's one amusing part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not a chinaman cause i ain't from china, man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am japan man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and the way kitty sings it is so funny. hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;anywayy.&lt;br /&gt;um. then crap more.&lt;br /&gt;then had to go to audi for another music thingy. so bye bye guineth ):&lt;br /&gt;and it was so boring.&lt;br /&gt;and there was one song they say we should close our eyes, relax and listen to the music. if we sleep nevermind. so a lot people took that chance to sleep and i started using the feather mask to tickle their noses and ears. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(i think this is really long)&lt;br /&gt;anyway. fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;found rackets. play badminton. take class photo. everybody jumped cept sam. so extra. haha. spoil sport! spoil the picture...&lt;br /&gt;um. pack up. ate left over sweets. took down the banner.&lt;br /&gt;and cause it was mainly red, i played superman! and sam took this bedsheet and became darth vader. and then i did background music (the darth vader song)&lt;br /&gt;somebody say i must wear underwear outside. i would have worn my PANTS on the outside if i was allowed to. but no i wasn't. then yarh. crap more. found mentos. wanted to go buy coke to see whether what klarissa say is true.&lt;br /&gt;crap more.&lt;br /&gt;READ NARUTO (:&lt;br /&gt;PLAY SPEED (:&lt;br /&gt;(i suck at it. but i still love it. but i sitll suck at it. i can play with chui at a super slow speed and still loose. BUT BY ONE CARD. so not so bad) (:&lt;br /&gt;then went for industrial visit. at KAP. how dumb is that. while waiting, played the 'hit game' with scholars and kitty and xiang (who played rubbish) and klarissa hit super hard. and people were staring at us...&lt;br /&gt;then finally our turn to visit the kitchen and stuff of mac. i didn't knew there were "backrooms". haha. we went into the freezer place which was minus something degrees. and its so cool! can blow smoke! haha! then somebody another grp of students went in and jacq closed the door. hah! stole some fries here and there. sat in the party room and was birthday girl (:&lt;br /&gt;(everyday's my birthday (: )&lt;br /&gt;then time to go. and while waiting for klarissa, i sat on the bench beside ronald macdonald and i found out his dirty little secret (let me know that i've done wrong when i've known this all along i go around a time or two just to waste my time with you ...) (:&lt;br /&gt;he smokes.&lt;br /&gt;there was a cigarette on his leg. tsk tsk. so naughty arh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;after that not fun already.&lt;br /&gt;some stupid car go splash me. then again. stupid me go walk so near the road. but the stupid splash was so big. walk on the innermost side of the sidewalk also cannot. okay. fine. the stupid splash wasn't THAT big. whatever. bweah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;in other words.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NARUUUTOOO ):&lt;br /&gt;WHYYY NOWWWW ):&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOO  ):&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still suck at speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might have double trainng on weds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloe won't come for the COC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll go for camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in malaysia during christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost dinner time and i'm still eating lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR. 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