<?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-37786144</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:10:27.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's blog.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8907497588453577378</id><published>2009-12-19T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:09:23.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>136: Back! (For now)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;How's the holidays been so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I should start this post with something less cliche..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a half-a-year long hiatus, I have decided to return to blogging again. Somehow I think I'll take another 6 month break from blogging right after this post LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on my bed right now, legs tucked in the thick brown blanket, fiercely battling with my 10 tonne heavy eyelids ready to close any second....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway let's just scoot back to the topic on holidays. Mine has so far been rather uneventful except for the fun outings and the trip to Beijing. Looking at almost everyone else having a part time job makes me feel rather guilty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But who cares really, it's not like I don't deserve this break free of schoolwork &amp;amp; exams after the whole O level shit. Speaking of which, results will be released in 3 weeks!! Argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems just yesterday we were at pinch of salt celebrating the end of the MCQ paper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas next week already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8907497588453577378?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8907497588453577378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8907497588453577378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8907497588453577378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8907497588453577378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/136-back-for-now.html' title='136: Back! (For now)'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-145079374055376829</id><published>2009-06-02T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:28:02.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>135: Disgusting humankind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.petatv.com/swf/video_level3.swf?v=MYM_update_500_high" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="335" height="255" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/content/standalone/VeggieLove/Default.aspx?c=pbsaec09"&gt;'Veggie Love': PETA's Banned Super Bowl Ad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS GO VEG, I WANT TO, BUT I DONT KNOW IF I CAN MANAGE TO STAY SO FOREVER ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg the world is so vile and disgusting, I teared when i saw how they treated the infant pigs. Imagine having your genitalia yanked/cut off, your ears mutilated, and your tails cut off, all during your first hour of birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-145079374055376829?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/145079374055376829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=145079374055376829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/145079374055376829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/145079374055376829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/135-disgusting-humankind.html' title='135: Disgusting humankind.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-4198851269944999548</id><published>2009-05-22T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:28:58.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>134: Blahlaheh</title><content type='html'>Prelims over, papers back, and PUMP will be a summary of my june holidays..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got nothing to post, so let me just fill this blogpost with my disgusting results..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English - 55.65 (C5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Situational 17/30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Compo 16.5/30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Compre &amp;amp; Vocab 12/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Summary 13.5/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese - 46 (D7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 1 34/70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 2 24.5/70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Listening 8/20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Oral 26/40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EMaths 85 (A1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 1 33/40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 2 52/60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMaths 86 (A1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 1 33/40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 2 53/60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ELit - 53 (C6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 1 25/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 2 28/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Science - 35.3 (F9)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Paper 1 (MCQ) 32/40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Chemistry 0/65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Physics 28/65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combined Humanities - 31/100 (F9) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-SS 8+5/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Egeog 18/50 &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;Average - 56.02&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L1R5 - 29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zzz, gna meet principal I think, cos my L1R5 exceeded 28! Freak chem la, its not that i intentionally skipped it or sth right? Zero??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I took my chem, and lets say I passed it on the dot.. I would have gotten 54.4 for sci! Then my L1R5 would be 26, which means no stupid meeting with principal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH ARGH ARGH I HATE PRELIM 1!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told myself, its ok, and that prelim 1 is just a remotely accurate benchmark for gauging your standards, and to work doubly hard for prelim 2. I think I have been saying the same old shit to myself for every major exam, and the only thing that seems to be improving is both my maths! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I just study my lit and combined humans properly, why do I always procrastinate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sci was a major disappointment, I was really hoping for A1 two months ago! Stupid chem, stupid chem...&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;&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;Chinese O lvls is approaching!!! TEN MORE DAYS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chinese department really know the ingredients for pupil slaughtering, not kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 HOURS OF CHINESE DURING SCHOOL HOURS, AND ANOTHER 3 AFTER SCHOOL??? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY SINGLE DAY???!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAZY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zz, I really dont want to fail my chinese. I want an A2/B3!!!! Then I can just concentrate on all my other subjects.. I KNOW I CAN DO IT!!! B3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, ok off to study chinese. Just this ONE MEASLY MORE WEEK, THEN ITS PLAY TIME!&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE CHINESE!!! (?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-4198851269944999548?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4198851269944999548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=4198851269944999548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4198851269944999548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4198851269944999548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/134-blahlaheh.html' title='134: Blahlaheh'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6609150329280535907</id><published>2009-04-11T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:20:33.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>133: YAY!!</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha, am blogging again! (Miraculously)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY COMM OUTING WAS FUN (oops i extra cannot ah hahaha) end up become clique outing YAY! MX AND HER SKINNIES HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, BAG FILLED WITH A KALEIDOSCOPE OF VARIATIONS OF SKINNIES TO CHOOSE FROM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah stupid movie: knowing -.-the ending was an epic failure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Running on the leftover golden mushrooms (x99999999) that my maid kept in the fridge after last week's steamboat  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(PLUS) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;copying and pasting the mediacorp raintrees tree &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(EQUALS)&lt;/span&gt; Recipe for shitty ending!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and LOL! sitting near the lift with unity ppl was LC but fun!! ESP THE TRIANGLE JOKE WTF HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! OK MX I WONT SAY ANYTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember we stuffed ourselves with sakae sushi and ROLLED OUR EYES AT BITCHY WAITRESSES HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OK IM CRAZY LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay today was great!!&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;&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;Sam's bday celebration was great too hahaha :D Took millions of pictures LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MET FANNY AT THE MRT STATION AND SHE WAS CONTEMPLATING (YES CORRECT WORD) WHETHER TO WEAR HER CARDIGAN OR NOT! crazy girl hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was so-so, but taking all the pictures and marcus's crazy jokes were fun!!!! hahaha all on facebook, lazy post here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay to sam's heartening thank you speech when her 'cake' came. AND LOL @ HEARTENING o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, went to pei charles to busstop and he talked about the movie!! lol nowonder jacq was still in forlornness after dno how long hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited for family to watch movie till 11! then conferenced with peh and leahcar for abt an hour in the meantime till my battery went flat lol&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;&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;hahahaha the 2 days was freaking fun, now very tired!! sorry rissey and fie about friday! lets study next week ok :D hahaha T1 POPEYES AGAIN!! YAY CANT WAIT, AGES SINCE WE LAST HAD AN OUTING!&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;&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;I MISS BAND!!!!!! I MISS SYF!!!!!!!!!! I WNA GO TAIWAN WITH BAND!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DONT WNA STEP DOWN!!!!!!!!!! I REGRET PONNING BAND IN THAT SEC3 PERIOD!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MRWONG ROCKS!!!!!!!!! hahahahahaha HIGH CLASS LEAGUE (HCL) ROCKS!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok end of post yay! i go sleep liao, bb!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6609150329280535907?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6609150329280535907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6609150329280535907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6609150329280535907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6609150329280535907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/133-yay.html' title='133: YAY!!'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-997961511570753015</id><published>2009-04-07T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:56:56.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>132: Hey Tang Tang...</title><content type='html'>yay just decided to post again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im loving this school week cos I only have to attend lsns on thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But shit, prelim is like 2-3 weeks away i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amaths...... log ln exponential..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i will end up cramping everything (again). srsly hope to change this studying method la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha my eyes are like crazy heavy right now, and i havent listened to today's recording!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay cant wait to dive into my sea of pillows. f la eye so itchy for what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEY TANG TANG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HEY KIDS.. WHAT SCHOOL ARE YOU FROM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHUNG CHENG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHUNG CHENG BAND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OK. CHUNG CHENG BAND MINUS TEN&lt;/span&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;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHaHA MEIXIN YOU ROCK LA&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;OK LA I GO SLEEP NOW BYEBYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-997961511570753015?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/997961511570753015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=997961511570753015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/997961511570753015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/997961511570753015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-just-decided-to-post-again.html' title='132: Hey Tang Tang...'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7160911727590617591</id><published>2009-04-07T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:56:35.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>131: PRE-SYF!</title><content type='html'>hahaha I (finally) decided to blog after like 15million years (hahaha LYNNY &amp;amp; XY!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's our SYF day already, wth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets just hop over this last hurdle together :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dnt knw what to blog leh, might as well dont blog -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANW GDLUCK TO ALL BAND PPL! LETS NOT LET OUR SENIORS DOWN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7160911727590617591?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7160911727590617591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7160911727590617591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7160911727590617591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7160911727590617591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahaha-i-finally-decided-to-blog-after.html' title='131: PRE-SYF!'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6512949132357702329</id><published>2008-11-20T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:55:54.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>130: SAF Concert</title><content type='html'>LOL finally decided to post after 10 million years.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the SAF band concert yesterday, and it was dam good :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the very epic sounding piece the most, the very lord of the rings one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah and the 2 ppl beside me were bloody irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I suddenly thought a percussionist wearing the uniform looked uncannily like Dorota from GG and i started to burst out in laughter, even after numerous attempts to control it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you the resemblance was UNCANNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hair, body size, garment... OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the 2 ppl beside me started staring daggers at me and shaking their heads, all irritated by my laughter.. Eh I tried to control leh, not my fault Dorota was on stage right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok obviously I faulted and their disgust was accounted for, and I don't really blame them for doing so. But what really spelt "Assholes" on their foreheads was what they did to Zhu (Sis).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She suddenly got a splitting headache and rested on mum's arm, which was the main reason they deserved their label as assholes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The asswife nudged her asshubby with her elbow and pointed at zhu, telling him that her open slumber was very disrespectful, blah blah blah, and started staring daggers (again) and shaking their heads (AGAIN) at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I don't think they should be deemed as assholes la, partly our fault too o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay 360 degree bian lian :D&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;&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;Aiya tmr then post taiwan pics laa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/37786144-6512949132357702329?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6512949132357702329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6512949132357702329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6512949132357702329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6512949132357702329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-finally-decided-to-post-after-10.html' title='130: SAF Concert'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3980493989784502183</id><published>2008-10-11T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:18:06.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>129: Post-EOYs</title><content type='html'>I know it sounds ridiculous, but Im starting to miss the EOYS ):&lt;div&gt;Now Im just doing nothing at home, surfing channels with literally nothing, and waiting for mum to get me my new earphones so i'll be able to use my ipod again ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the 3-cups-of-coffee-a-day routine and smsing maryann how i havent started studying on anything even 1 night before the exam LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least the days dont go by without anything to do then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But tmr going out yay, watching beautiful sunday. Hope alfie could come too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.......... I miss burying my head in the books and notes and whatever and squeezing everything in hoping to scrape a minimal pass the next day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EOYS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screwed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English (! Descriptive write until narrative wtf la)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese (Could my compo have gotten any more cliched)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amaths (TO HELL WITH TRIGO!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SS (Wrote 2 pages and left the whole of section B BLANK. LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Egeog (! Crapped out every single thing. didnt even touch a single topic -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem (Wlao hahahahaha expecting 19 marks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didnt screw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lit (Yay was quite unexpectedly easy. hope i do well!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emaths (I dno, maybe i could merely scrape an A or sth?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf la hahahahahaha pass 2 subjects. Hope i manage to pass english too, then can make it to sec4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS (I wish...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.........................&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and then there's band to add on to everything&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3980493989784502183?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3980493989784502183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3980493989784502183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3980493989784502183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3980493989784502183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-know-it-sounds-ridiculous-but-im.html' title='129: Post-EOYs'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5987736375362698857</id><published>2008-10-09T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:46:12.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>128: Court noobs.</title><content type='html'>:D 2nd Post today. Just got this imeem message &amp;amp; thought it was damn funny hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting big collection of what people actually say from real court hearings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: What is your date of birth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: July fifteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: What year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Every year.&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;&lt;div&gt;Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: I forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: You forget. Can you give us an example of something that you’ve forgotten?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: How old is your son, the one living with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can’t remember which.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: How long has he lived with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Forty-five years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke that morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: He said, “Where am I, Cathy?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And why did that upset you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: My name is Susan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And where was the location of the accident?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Approximately milepost 499.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And where is milepost 499?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Probably between milepost 498 and 500.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Sir, what is your IQ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Well, I can see pretty well, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Did you blow your horn or anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: After the accident?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Before the accident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Sure, I played for ten years. I even went to school for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Trooper, when you stopped the defendant, were your red and blue lights flashing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Did the defendant say anything when she got out of her car?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Yes, sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: What did she say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: What disco am I at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Now doctor, isn’t it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn’t know about it until the next morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year old, how old is he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Was it you or your younger brother who was killed in the war?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Did he kill you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: How far apart were the vehicles at the time of the collision?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: You were there until the time you left, is that true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: How many times have you committed suicide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And what were you doing at that time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: She had three children, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: How many were boys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: None.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Were there any girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: You say the stairs went down to the basement?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And these stairs, did they go up also?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;————————————————–&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Mr. Slatery, you went on a rather elaborate honeymoon, didn’t you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: I went to Europe, Sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And you took your new wife?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: How was your first marriage terminated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: By death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And by whose death was it terminated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Can you describe the individual?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: He was about medium height and had a beard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Was this a male, or a female?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: All your responses must be oral, OK? What school did you go to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Oral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Did you check for blood pressure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Did you check for breathing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: It is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;—————————————————&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: You were not shot in the fracas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: No, I was shot midway between the fracas and the navel.&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/37786144-5987736375362698857?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5987736375362698857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5987736375362698857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5987736375362698857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5987736375362698857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/128-court-noobs.html' title='128: Court noobs.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2983624702307938280</id><published>2008-10-09T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:41:02.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>127: EOYs over.</title><content type='html'>WOOT the EOYs have finally stopped their killing spree.&lt;div&gt;I'm really looking forward to knowing my elit, amaths, physics, english, chinese, and emaths marks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To hell with fucking combined humans &amp;amp; chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December hols then i brush up on my chem &amp;amp; amaths, that is if i have the drive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow nice song up there :D &amp;amp; the skin's nice too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm dam angry with emaths can, I was like scribbling the last question of matrices and completed when teacher was collecting like no. 10's script or something. I heaved dam loudly la. Then I re-read the fucking question, I go times to the July matrix instead of december! WTF. Then I quickly took up my calculator again and start to do, and then only do up to the first column of the matrix la wtf. 2 MARKS LA!!! ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinning all my hope on LIT and EMATHS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expecting like 20+ each for egeog, ss and chem. As in seriously 20+... Chem most likely getting 19 nia, wtf hhahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DECEMBER HOLIDAYS LA. Now time for a longgg break. COOL SONG ^!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2983624702307938280?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2983624702307938280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2983624702307938280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2983624702307938280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2983624702307938280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/127-eoys-over.html' title='127: EOYs over.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3627036542913492969</id><published>2008-09-28T08:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:32:09.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>126: Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc89.deviantart.com/fs16/i/2007/124/a/6/Indefinate_Hiatus_by_blankmovement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://fc89.deviantart.com/fs16/i/2007/124/a/6/Indefinate_Hiatus_by_blankmovement.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indefinite hiatus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not like I haven't taken a break from blogging for the past month o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3627036542913492969?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3627036542913492969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3627036542913492969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3627036542913492969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3627036542913492969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/indefinite-hiatus.html' title='126: Hiatus'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7065488792223527422</id><published>2008-09-08T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:32:40.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>125: Eoys &amp; Inches.</title><content type='html'>Yay back to school. (Yea, yay.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bloody EOYS inching closer and closer each day. TWO MORE WEEKS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant wait for it to be over, then HOLIDAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! CANT WAIT WTF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7065488792223527422?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7065488792223527422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7065488792223527422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7065488792223527422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7065488792223527422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay-back-to-school.html' title='125: Eoys &amp; Inches.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1485634940729068471</id><published>2008-09-05T14:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:36:24.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>124: Pointlessness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(This is so pointless)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFIE: Flamboyant and prosaic to begin with are not even total opposites. Neither do they have unsimilar meanings like what you told me over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Lets say someone told you "What's with your passe/ cliched and prosaic/ boring coat?&lt;br /&gt;LET'S SEE: Your example is alr wrong if I may say. I said what's with. There's is NO adjective whatsoever to hint anything negative or so you say.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you included words like passe etc. in your examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flamboyant and prosaic to begin with are not even total opposites. Neither do they have unsimilar meanings like what you told me over the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just contradicted youself (: Let me quote what you said a few days earlier. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;"To set the record straight, flamboyant means striking, bold, outstanding? Prosaic on the &lt;u&gt;flipside&lt;/u&gt; refers to unimaginative." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Judging by what you said, one can deduce that according to you, flamboyant and prosaic possesses unsimillar meanings, because of the use of the term 'flipside'. And now you're telling me that they are not opposites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lets say someone told you "What's with your passe/ cliched and prosaic/ boring coat?" LET'S SEE: Your example is alr wrong if I may say. I said what's with. There's is NO adjective whatsoever to hint anything negative or so you say.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you included words like passe etc. in your examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, you said what's with. I too gave my example as what's with. What is the adjective you're targeting? My inclusion of the term passe and boring is just to broaden the spectrum of negativity and causticity of the 2 words you used to describe my blog. By definition, something that is cliched represents or expresses a stereotype; overusage; trite; hackneyed; commonplace; or something that is repeated regularly without thought or originality. Therefore I can say that your usage of the term cliche hints an adequate amount of causticity and negativity for one to react the way i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless load of crapp up there. The holidays have been unexpectedly boring and uneventful ):&lt;br /&gt;SIANN :( :( :( :( (Quoted leahcar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Adam Khoo's 13hour a day for 3 days course ): CLARISSEEEEEE &amp;amp; DOGGGGG FASTER COME BACKKK. Today last day :D tomorrow go out :DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get the iPod touch I was wishing for, but a Nano ): Mummy didn't know the difference and bought the nano before sunday. Hoping to upgrade to a touch this christmas!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only subject I have faith in for now is physics, thanks to JJJ :D But Amaths Emaths and Chem on very shaky grounds, cos tutor had her wedding. Oh yes, speaking of it, she looked great o: And the food was niceeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Imagining myself holding an iPod touch, surfing the net, watching movies, browsing thru pictures*&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;*Snaps back into reality, looking at the puny screened nano staring in my face*&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;Yadda yadda...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes am afraid that I'll end up having a boring job and everything when I grow up. I wish I could be doing stuff that I like and earn good money (Dream on, will you), like being an artist or interior designer... But to start off, I'll have to be good at art. Stupid me, went to quit olvl art earlier this year ): Now I think it's hard for me to go to an arts school ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC:&lt;br /&gt;Pros: Uniform, high uni eligibility.&lt;br /&gt;Cons: PE!!! 4.8km for PFT!! D: (Oops, havent took 5items this year o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly:&lt;br /&gt;Pros: NO PE!!!! More careeer-focused curriculum.&lt;br /&gt;Cons: Must wear own clothes, lower than JC uni intake (correct me if im wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARTS SCHOOL:&lt;br /&gt;Pros: ARTSSS!!!!!!!!!! :DDDDD NO PE!!! (Dont know about uni intake)&lt;br /&gt;Cons: Wear own clothes o.o And ppl there would most likely scrutinize at whatever you're wearing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;My first choice would surely be an arts school, but I DONT TAKE OLVL ART!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh heck, just see where I'll end up eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O And did you know Edison chen was in The Dark Knight??? LOL! His on sceen time was like 5 seconds or something, as a security guard. Who knew a series of pictures could be of such huge impact o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1485634940729068471?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1485634940729068471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1485634940729068471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1485634940729068471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1485634940729068471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-so-pointless-alfie-flamboyant.html' title='124: Pointlessness.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-9078752690126617951</id><published>2008-09-02T08:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:36:53.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123: Clichés.</title><content type='html'>ALFIE: What's with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cliché&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; song and &lt;strong&gt;prosaic&lt;/strong&gt; skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: I don't know either ): But the cliched song beats your At The Beginning hands down (:And i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see why i should be getting like flamboyant coloured skins, so whats wrong with it being prosaic (in your words)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFIE: First things first, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to be flamboyant to be prosaic. For the record, I didn't say there was anything wrong with it being prosaic. I merely said,"What's with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cliché&lt;/span&gt; song and prosaic skin. &amp;amp; I see that you have inferred that I was trying to say there was something wrong with it, which is obviously not the case (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: duh. flamboyant and prosaic are total opposites.Well, but 'What's with' is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;oftenly&lt;/span&gt; associated with 'What's wrong with', explaining my incorrect deductions.To add on, the terms you used such as 'cliched' and 'prosaic' are rather negative and caustic, to a certain extent, which accounts for my absolutely wrong assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFIE: (: You do realize that you have completely misinterpreted the word, "flamboyant" To set the record straight, flamboyant means striking, bold, outstanding? Prosaic on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flipside&lt;/span&gt; refers to unimaginative. What's with is associated with What's wrong with? Of all words to associate it with, you chose the word "wrong''. ''Cliched' and 'prosaic' are rather negative and caustic, to a certain extent" It seems to me that your "certain extent" is not on par with mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFIE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(: You do realize that you have completely misinterpreted the word "flamboyant" To set the record straight, flamboyant means striking, bold, outstanding? Prosaic on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;flipside&lt;/span&gt; refers to unimaginative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;In what way have I misinterpreted the term 'flamboyant'? lets see... i mentioned that "flamboyant and prosaic are total opposites", and that "i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; see the reason why i should be getting flamboyant coloured skins, resulting in the choice of this blogskin." So I'm guessing it was just weak comprehension skills on your part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging by what you said yesterday, "First things first, you dont have to be flamboyant to be prosaic." You were trying to say that flamboyant and prosaic were somehow interrelated. You were actually the one who completely misunderstood the word 'flamboyant'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's with is associated with What's wrong with? Of all words to associate it with, you chose the word "wrong''. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''Cliched' and 'prosaic' are rather negative and caustic, to a certain extent" It seems to me that your "certain extent" is not on par with mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lets say someone told you "What's with your passe/ cliched and prosaic/ boring coat?" How would you react? Thinking that he just insulted you (which is  how most humans would feel) would be a completely wrong deduction (in accordance to you) . It was your poor choice of vocabulary that caused this  little misunderstanding right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you suppose I react after you described my blog as &lt;strong&gt;cliched&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;prosaic&lt;/strong&gt;? Was i expected to sort of read you mind and know exactly your levels of extent on causticity  &amp;amp; negativity, and henceforth be made known of your supposedly good and productive intentions?&lt;br /&gt;Please, watch out for the vocabulary.(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-9078752690126617951?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9078752690126617951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=9078752690126617951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9078752690126617951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9078752690126617951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/alfie-whats-with-clich-song-and-prosaic.html' title='123: Clichés.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3019378891698858296</id><published>2008-08-29T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:34:31.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>122: Boredom.</title><content type='html'>Wow, ages since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School school school, sleep in class sleep in class sleep in class, go home go home go home, procrastinate procrastinate procrastinate, test test test, fail fail fail, feel sad feel sad feel sad, more tests more tests more tests, more failures more failures more failures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if I'll make it through the killer EOYs. September holidays. Bring stuff back to study. Procrastinate. Day of first EOY paper. Screw it. And then all papers follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T I GET MYSELF TO STUDYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to come back for PUMP in December holidays. I don't want to repeat Sec3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I think blooging about my life is abit boringgg. Everything is just EOY, SLEEP IN CLASS, FAIL TEST, yadda yadda... But what can I blog about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&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;(15 minutes pass)&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;Ok I'm a failure ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat an MRT on the way home from Orchard just now, passed by Aljunied/Paya Lebar, saw my old house.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the green grass patch where I used to walk Zena on.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the cement ground where Alstar (Primary school friend) taught me to ride a bike. remember being so happy being able to cycle half of the pavement without falling :D&lt;br /&gt;Saw the playground where my sister and I always hid from Auntie Esther calling out 'DINNER TIME LA!'&lt;br /&gt;Saw the library where I would always go to the quiet reading room with sister, am-chio abit, cannot stand the bloody silence, go out bursting in laughter together, then everyone's eyes dart at us. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Saw our house windows, where Nick and I will peer through feeling the cool winds in our hair as the MRTs fly by.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Auntie Pauline's house windows, pwnage neighbour. Remember her little garden where she even grew certain veggies that she will cook and let us try..&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mandy's house where sister and I used to go almost everyday to play :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic, really. Saw all these from an MRT train, one which I used to chase after on the grass patch under the tracks when I lived at my old house. I swear my eyes were teary can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, time flies, and I've moved on, even though I would gladly freeze time back then if I could. The stress-free environment, the wonderful brother and sister, my non-sucky attitude, the crayons-and-playgrounds school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my view on life is so different. How I wish I could just reverse time, not knowing about my ***********, not caring about what people think on my ***********, not caring about what people say of me, not that anyone then would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I really am on the verge of tearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ Band tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Put on the green tee, stare at myself in the mirror, and ask whether this three day a week routine for 2 measly O level points (even rumoured to be removed) is worth it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ultimate Wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get an iPod Touch.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a Samsung OMNIA.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a nose job.&lt;br /&gt;4. Slim down.&lt;br /&gt;5. Get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;7. Get my own room, fully self-furnished.&lt;br /&gt;8. Make a million dollars on my own.&lt;br /&gt;9. Have a well-paying job.&lt;br /&gt;10. Get a great house.&lt;br /&gt;11. Retire in a house by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;12. Tour Europe with my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;13. See snow during a christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;14. Go to a live concert by Tokyo Kosei.&lt;br /&gt;15. Be an interior designer/ artist/ big boss of some big company.&lt;br /&gt;16. Set out on the Carribean on a 3-storey cruise with the same closest friends as No. 12.&lt;br /&gt;17. Have 2 golden retrivers with me throughout the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;18. To get through NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work for them, and can't just let live just go by like that. I have to start early, and fuck you if you tell me studying is the first step/ key to success or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I'm starting to feel a little weird. It just came to me that feelings and emotions were the actual root to all the evil and hatred in people. What if they were all removed? World peace? Or dull, colourless, mundane world... (Random surge of thoughts o.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod Touch on Sunday!!!!!! CAN'T WAIT!! :DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;The first strike off my Wishlist :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3019378891698858296?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3019378891698858296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3019378891698858296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3019378891698858296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3019378891698858296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow-ages-since-i-last-posted.html' title='122: Boredom.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2773630212802586978</id><published>2008-08-10T20:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:35:14.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121: Old Chang Kee.</title><content type='html'>Yay, decided to change the pictures for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather weird these few days, no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paragon performance was great :D&lt;br /&gt;Had fun having dinner with DrooWL.&lt;br /&gt;All was great other than stupid OldChangKee.&lt;br /&gt;CurryPuffs make until so spicy .l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their pastry's still Pwnage :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:calibri;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm scared I haven't fulfilled the 75% attendance criteria.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared I won't get my CCA points for this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared I'll be failing EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared for next year's SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I thinking so much ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random chunk of words there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I remember Ziyi gave me this link sometime ago, and I still watch it sometimes. He's gay can. Crazy saxophonist. Lol, people not in band can don't bother clicking :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: calibri;" href="http://www.otismurphy.com/galleries.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did Cross-country go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2773630212802586978?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2773630212802586978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2773630212802586978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2773630212802586978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2773630212802586978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay-decided-to-change-pictures-for-no.html' title='121: Old Chang Kee.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7486485114005943169</id><published>2008-08-05T19:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:37:44.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120: Spastic face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bunny&lt;/span&gt; to school today. Spastic face! (:&lt;br /&gt;Clara was taking pictures of it sitting on the chair, Bloody cute :D&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow bring Eeyore, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadda yadda, nothing much happened, was pulled to band -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO CROSS-COUNTRY LA.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody.&lt;br /&gt;First time in three years I actually want to go, then got the performance at paragon.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Picturing the whole of grace walking together chatting in one line in our suspenders and other stuff. LOL :D Will be bloody fun la!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait ah, go check timetable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K shit, tmr 2:15 end &amp;amp; only period to sleep is english.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese. Great way to end a school day.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7486485114005943169?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7486485114005943169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7486485114005943169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7486485114005943169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7486485114005943169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/08/brought-bunny-to-school-today.html' title='120: Spastic face!'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8058832183336649545</id><published>2008-08-02T18:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:39:35.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>119: Bulldog puppy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.cafepress.com/si/347298.feature4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://content.cafepress.com/si/347298.feature4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clearly, this post is dedicated to Bulldog, pictured above. (Minus the cuteness, duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dear&lt;/s&gt; Bulldog:&lt;br /&gt;You have bloody pissed me off each day since you sent me to detention for one week during the June holidays from 7am-5pm, just because I ponned school for 2 days. And then all the 'We have to punish you severely to make you realise your mistake!' and the 'Consequences for a simple crime is severe.' crap will pour out of your mouth like verbal diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look. It was a week before the holidays i ponned school and well after the Mid years. Don't you think I should be deserving a break from all the coffee and 2am bedtime nights before the exams? Well, you could have just settled with maybe a day of detention or calling my parents, but no. You had to execute your nature of blowing things up and report the matter to Mr Chua. What, was I the only one who ponned school in the history of Chung Cheng? I don't see anyone else getting a week long's detention, if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You punish for the sake of doing so, and the way you hide your malicious deeds and your satisfaction at seeing others suffer is telling our parents "Oh, he skipped a whole day of school!", and "We are going by the book!" I diligently report at 7am each day of that week in June, staring at the walls, doors, and floors. Seeing parents meeting teachers, cleaners mopping the floors, Mr Chua walking in and out of the staff room, and touring the whole of the 2nd floor toilet. I remember I brought some magazines and comics to burn time there, and you still had the bloody cheek to tell me, "I send you here to read these kind of things is it? You don't have any thing to study or holiday homework to do is it?" You know, I just wanted to slap the whole chunk of disgusting thing on your face, the amount of skin and the layering, effectively channelling the 'Coveted' bulldog look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, the very last day of detention was the 2nd day of band camp. You expected me to report for band at 5pm and then be let off at 10pm after combined. That's what, 15 hours in school? Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, you have been bugging me to cut my hair. I don't know what's with all the emphasis on grooming, but it's totally redundant. So what if one's hair was like what, sweeping the floor? He has the exact same potential to do well academically and the rest of his life. And mine was just barely touching my brows. There might be instances where a student has socks up to the knee, shirt all the way tucked in, barely any hair, and then develop to become a serial killer or a member of some triad. One's hair acts as an iconography to express individualism (Ripped off DWP, oops.) Actually the word iconography is not extremely appropriate, but the idea is there. You're robbing us of our creativity and individualism, and want all of us to look exactly the same with all your standards here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I cut my hair, you bloody bitch, by a bloody fucking barber who has no form of skill at all, making me look like a total mockery of myself. And you tell me its barely scraping the expectations, and that you will most likely be saying the sme things a week later. Seriously, fuck you. Who do you think you are? You abuse your insignificant authority as a tiny puny little teacher, and at the top of that think that you actually possess manifolds of it. Please, take a good look at the mirror. You see the worse excuse for a human being, both inside and out (Clearly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have any form of kindness and thoughtfulness in your heart, which is what separates human from beast (Think I heard this sentence from SiSui). God has given you a terribly ugly face to match with your uglier insides, and I think you would be better off dead. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gossip at teachers, the most recurrent one being: 'Tell Ryan Chia he looks terrible and inflated in white'. You think you look oh so good with that skin hugging pants and T-shirts, do you? And your chunky disgusting short fat fingers (And toes. THANK GOD I didn't get to see those things.) and fingernails. Please, before talking about others, look at yourself. No wonder most of the staff dislikes you, not to say the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponned band on Friday, because I was sick of the 3 day a week band thing. And now what, you send me for detention? Bloody fucking bitch. The number of ppl ponning band is countless, and you only send me for detention. I am fucking pissed with you, so much so I wish to even kill you at times. My blood boils with each word I type out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you will do some soul searching. You are nothing but another human being, but of course an uglier both inside and out one. The amount of authority you have and think you have differs WORLDS apart, and I hope you know that. I still remember the reason you called Alicia's mother a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fucking bitch bull dog: Xiaoyi's report book! Who is going to pass it to her? (Cos Xiaoyi migrated to US)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia: Pass it to me. I'm going to US during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fucking bitch bull dog: What? You're going to US to meet her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia: Yes, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fucking bitch bull dog: Omg! You really are going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia: Yes, about a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fucking bitch bull dog: Serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia: No, no, I'm not (Sarcastic tone). YES I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fucking bitch bull dog: Excuse me, who do you think I am, your friend? There's a thin line between a friend and a teacher, and you would have to observe it. I will contact you mother, and no way are you going to pass her her report book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were born to be hated, and you are desperately trying to uphold that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;"&gt;You are at both ends of the spectrum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;"&gt;P/s:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFIE LIM SI EN&lt;/span&gt; (3JT) IS THE SOLE CONTRIBUTOR OF THIS POST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8058832183336649545?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8058832183336649545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8058832183336649545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8058832183336649545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8058832183336649545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='119: Bulldog puppy!'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6608742766371836960</id><published>2008-07-21T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:40:19.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>118: NBC 2008.</title><content type='html'>Lol, I think you can just highlight the scores and then move your cursor right while holding the mouse button down, or you can just scroll all the way down and then right to see the scores. Sorry for the user-unfriendliness o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can just look &lt;a href="http://www.abdas.org.sg/prod01_copy%281%29.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you don't want to go through the hassle, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Navigate by clicking on the orange bars situated on the left of the webpage for more detailed scores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6608742766371836960?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6608742766371836960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6608742766371836960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6608742766371836960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6608742766371836960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol-i-think-you-can-just-highlight.html' title='118: NBC 2008.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-845912886399559974</id><published>2008-07-21T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:41:02.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>117: Random facts.</title><content type='html'>Wheeeee, finally blogging :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, just saw the results for NBC o.o&lt;br /&gt;Was shocked looking at St Pat's score o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Whole chunk of scores deleted, you can get the scores &lt;a href="http://www.abdas.org.sg/prod01_copy%281%29.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian, stupid under the flag D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Random Facts :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hold a sea shell up to your ear, thats not the ocean. Its the sound of the blood in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 10,000 birds a year die from smashing into windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are 6 times more likely to be struck by lightning than women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you sneeze your heart stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep your eyes open by force (when sneezing), they can pop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest recorded number of children one mother had was 69 children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in 1910.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took Leonardo Da Vinci 10 years to paint Mona Lisa's lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephants are the only animals that can't jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't kill yourself by holding your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days, you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;If you fart consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China has more English speakers than the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shortest war in history was between Zanzibar and England in 1896. Zanzibar surrendered after 38 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average human eats 8 spiders in their lifetime at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is legal to be a prostitute in Sienna, Italy if your name is Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are insects living in your eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During ketchup manufacturing hundreds of bugs are squashed.&lt;br /&gt;The juice that comes out of a ketchup bottle is their squashed figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average chocolate bar has 8 insects' legs in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib.&lt;br /&gt;If you try to suppress a sneeze, you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die, if you keep your eyes open by force, they can pop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left handed people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, anyway I'm like sleeping in class every other day, not knowing a single thing of Amaths. Wth, I don't know how I'll be able to cope for EOY D:&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself to concentrate, take notes, yadda yadda, but then I'll just bury myself in Foxtrot ( O: ) or just plop my head down on to the table and sleeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I want to go X-Country ):&lt;br /&gt;But then got the paragon performance thing on the same day also. SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREEGRACE WILL BE DRESSING UP O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w273/jadedmartini/P1010074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w273/jadedmartini/P1010074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aceuniforms.com/osCommerce/catalog/images/sp_tie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.aceuniforms.com/osCommerce/catalog/images/sp_tie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.screamingmimis.com/boutique/accessories/suspenders/suspender-skinny-18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.screamingmimis.com/boutique/accessories/suspenders/suspender-skinny-18.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.grandprixlegends.com/public/pictures/medium/SF118R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.grandprixlegends.com/public/pictures/medium/SF118R.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mummymatters.co.nz/images/bermudas_white_h600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mummymatters.co.nz/images/bermudas_white_h600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sockshop.co.uk/cms_media/images/img_35161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.sockshop.co.uk/cms_media/images/img_35161.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, If I'm not mistaken. But the socks will be white. Yes, Knee socks :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Omg, we'll look so cute, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GOOOOOOOOOOOOO ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-845912886399559974?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/845912886399559974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=845912886399559974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/845912886399559974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/845912886399559974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheeeee-finally-blogging-d-lol-just-saw.html' title='117: Random facts.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-919415065722129215</id><published>2008-06-26T23:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:33.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. This post shall be dedicated to mostly pictures I've took, and a little slice of my experience in Beijing with the band. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvwKulltI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AKfz5__9ViM/s1600-h/DSCF2855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvwKulltI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AKfz5__9ViM/s320/DSCF2855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216206035473503954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looked out the windows of the plane as we bade farewell to Singapore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvu2thTGI/AAAAAAAAALk/yjT_lZi3XVk/s1600-h/DSCF2859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvu2thTGI/AAAAAAAAALk/yjT_lZi3XVk/s320/DSCF2859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216206012920450146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEAVEN. I don't know why the sky turned out like that, but it looks totally gorgeous :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvvV05U8I/AAAAAAAAALs/AtryG-kAX-w/s1600-h/DSCF2860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvvV05U8I/AAAAAAAAALs/AtryG-kAX-w/s320/DSCF2860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216206021272884162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry la, cannot spam on plane is it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvvl1p0ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/J_GbR1XnlZY/s1600-h/DSCF2861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvvl1p0ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/J_GbR1XnlZY/s320/DSCF2861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216206025571029394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the bloodily chio meanders O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvwSiSGJI/AAAAAAAAAME/_293PC5TI5Y/s1600-h/DSCF2864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvwSiSGJI/AAAAAAAAAME/_293PC5TI5Y/s320/DSCF2864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216206037569378450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE the sky colour :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxRELHPAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GVgr8yW3g7I/s1600-h/DSCF2865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxRELHPAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GVgr8yW3g7I/s320/DSCF2865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216207700161412098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rainbow on Sisui's hand! lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxRtzWUJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/i9kUe7OLOs8/s1600-h/DSCF2907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxRtzWUJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/i9kUe7OLOs8/s320/DSCF2907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216207711336026258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Super-enthu Geoffery. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxRzYK3mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jNnHgyttCbc/s1600-h/DSCF2923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxRzYK3mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jNnHgyttCbc/s320/DSCF2923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216207712832642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HuiMin &amp;amp; Sandy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxSL6bCqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/n-N2wzfSino/s1600-h/DSCF2929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxSL6bCqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/n-N2wzfSino/s320/DSCF2929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216207719418759842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ceiling of the terminal in Bangkok. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxSgpC7hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-LMWslEQzYI/s1600-h/DSCF2930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOxSgpC7hI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-LMWslEQzYI/s320/DSCF2930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216207724983021074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok I love the airport at Bangkok can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOyRgQMU6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/XtZBO5G3R1M/s1600-h/DSCF2934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOyRgQMU6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/XtZBO5G3R1M/s320/DSCF2934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216208807210537890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More of the cool airport. A snippet of Alan's face, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOySFNNUNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oSBbkSjXKus/s1600-h/DSCF2958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOySFNNUNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/oSBbkSjXKus/s320/DSCF2958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216208817130131666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, this is bloody nice sky colour. lol! And the wing turned out rather blended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOySe4JvyI/AAAAAAAAANE/yd-IE68RIMs/s1600-h/DSCF2959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOySe4JvyI/AAAAAAAAANE/yd-IE68RIMs/s320/DSCF2959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216208824021139234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Typical sight at Beijing :D Lol, their telephones resemble heart shapes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOySqaKvKI/AAAAAAAAANM/F5ZWUYjuO9M/s1600-h/DSCF2961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOySqaKvKI/AAAAAAAAANM/F5ZWUYjuO9M/s320/DSCF2961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216208827116600482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, the whatever vehicle at the side there dam cute can. It only reached my like shoulders can. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOyTHsUvvI/AAAAAAAAANU/fmnDFf5Er2E/s1600-h/DSCF2962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOyTHsUvvI/AAAAAAAAANU/fmnDFf5Er2E/s320/DSCF2962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216208834977382130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A gate to I have no idea where, because almost all of them looked the same o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0O5thJLI/AAAAAAAAANc/CCudMX9EuA4/s1600-h/DSCF2964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0O5thJLI/AAAAAAAAANc/CCudMX9EuA4/s320/DSCF2964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216210961528071346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I liked the contrast O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0PSEcIuI/AAAAAAAAANk/QoHBl9vQffk/s1600-h/DSCF2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0PSEcIuI/AAAAAAAAANk/QoHBl9vQffk/s320/DSCF2970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216210968066663138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok I have a feeling this is the Temple of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0Ps6744I/AAAAAAAAANs/SGD_-McoS8o/s1600-h/DSCF2973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0Ps6744I/AAAAAAAAANs/SGD_-McoS8o/s320/DSCF2973.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216210975274558338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paparazzi time! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0P3zOz-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/C397rI3HXqU/s1600-h/DSCF2975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0P3zOz-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/C397rI3HXqU/s320/DSCF2975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216210978195034082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisui trying to say something there o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0QTElIYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UQGhAH-YlZY/s1600-h/DSCF2976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO0QTElIYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UQGhAH-YlZY/s320/DSCF2976.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216210985515557250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the temple or building at the distance O: Dam cool right, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1iHcfPqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/K38148U3bOc/s1600-h/DSCF2977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1iHcfPqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/K38148U3bOc/s320/DSCF2977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216212391143882402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol, abit tilted. Can see another band taking group photo :D So cute, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1isk2VvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YOB9GYrmzEw/s1600-h/DSCF2978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1isk2VvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YOB9GYrmzEw/s320/DSCF2978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216212401111062258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is the temple of heaven, and somehow the hazy sky without any trace of blue sky acted as a dam nice backdrop o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1i18-wRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/l1qORY42xy4/s1600-h/DSCF2979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1i18-wRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/l1qORY42xy4/s320/DSCF2979.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216212403628196114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Master class or music clinic, forgot the term o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1jFkaLhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/aW8mj5T_a9k/s1600-h/DSCF2994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1jFkaLhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/aW8mj5T_a9k/s320/DSCF2994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216212407820103186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somewhere on the streets when we were travelling on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1j1o_HUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4CaiT1yCgAA/s1600-h/DSCF3000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGO1j1o_HUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4CaiT1yCgAA/s320/DSCF3000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216212420724202818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-919415065722129215?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/919415065722129215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=919415065722129215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/919415065722129215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/919415065722129215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/SGOvwKulltI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AKfz5__9ViM/s72-c/DSCF2855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5280168570634383653</id><published>2008-06-25T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:34:03.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from Beijing!&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously fun, really over-exceeding my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;To think I dreaded it at first thought o.o&lt;br /&gt;I want another one :D Anywhere will do, it just has to be with the band.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up laterrr.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 30 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I still haven't done my Change essay.&lt;br /&gt;Later later later.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm 100% procastinator-infected D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog. (LATER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point proven D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-5280168570634383653?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5280168570634383653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5280168570634383653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5280168570634383653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5280168570634383653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back-from-beijing-it-was-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8668060459569186970</id><published>2008-05-14T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:17:19.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahaha, was busy mapling the whole day la :p&lt;br /&gt;Just now stomach ache sia, must be fanny pass to me one ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway these are my other results. Wth, Gets lower and lower each day ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.Geog-&lt;br /&gt;Part A: 5/25&lt;br /&gt;Part B: 13/25&lt;br /&gt;Total: 18/50; 36% (Fail) [Wth can, lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humans.-&lt;br /&gt;SS: 16/45; 35.55555556% (Fail)&lt;br /&gt;E.Geog: 18/50; 36% (Fail)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 35.77777778/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.Lit-&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: 12/25 (Should be lowest can -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: 14/25&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: 17.5/25 (Wlao, poem do quite well, but then the rest sucked)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 43.5/75; 58% (C5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English (Updated)-&lt;br /&gt;Compo: 19/30&lt;br /&gt;Situational Writing: 15/30&lt;br /&gt;Compre:  9/25&lt;br /&gt;Summary: 10/25.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 53/110 (Fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paper one (45%): 25.5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paper two (50%): 19%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corrections: 5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total: 49.5% (Fail) [YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wlao, to think I was rather confident of debriefs luh. ):&lt;br /&gt;So far average: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;51.65555556%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o So heng, got Amaths :p&lt;br /&gt;Just praying to god that I will fare fairly well for the remaining few papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8668060459569186970?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8668060459569186970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8668060459569186970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8668060459569186970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8668060459569186970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahahaha-was-busy-mapling-whole-day-la.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-4492625286130858522</id><published>2008-05-13T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:41:33.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please, Mr Basketball coach.&lt;br /&gt;Take a good look at the mirror, look at the amount of authority you possess. Zilch.&lt;br /&gt;Well actually not really, but yea, negligible.&lt;br /&gt;You are a nobody. Your contributions to the society spell veto, and you're actually wasting our already limited amount of oxygen we have in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Just because my little size 11 foot touched the cement ground of the basketball court, you had to scream your bloody head off at us.&lt;br /&gt;As Dylan was trying to explain that it was a total accident, you retorted back in chinese, "I DON'T WANT REASONS."&lt;br /&gt;Look. Accidents take place, and we were totally unaware of your extremely important basketball practice that would be overwhelmingly adversely affected just with a 0.5 second 'disturbance'.&lt;br /&gt;You think you are everything just because of the national 1st our school basketball team won years back.&lt;br /&gt;You think with that win, your authority level rose like 50 bars and you have the right to shoot that bloody mouth of yours at anyone whole seemingly intrudes in your jaw-dropping productive practice.&lt;br /&gt;Please;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we were at fault for stepping on 'your' basketball court during your practice. But does that give you the right to start screaming at us incessantly like some 'mad dog' (Quoted from Alfie.) and treat us like nobodies?&lt;br /&gt;Wait, take note: YOU'RE the nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scream at basketball members the way you did to us, like a pure mad dog, and you think that makes you rather intimidating, and that the whole world would be afraid to step on your toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we don't see you as intimidating/ authoritative/ respectable person. In fact, we see you as a total rabies-infected mad dog, the worst excuse for a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your EQ is zero, and you're totally ugly (I know it's a bit mean to bring up external beauty, but I don't care.)&lt;br /&gt;As we can see, you're at both ends of the spectrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were you, I would be better off resting in a coffin, as I would be so much more content knowing that the people in the world get their rightful oxygen, they don't have to see that horribly fucked up face of mine, and no one would have to throw 15 minutes of their precious life blogging about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debriefs are recurrent each day, and my sore ass will just plop dead one day. Here are my results. Who gives a damn if they're like, idiotically low or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English-&lt;br /&gt;Compo: 19/30&lt;br /&gt;Situational Writing: 15/30&lt;br /&gt;Compre:  9/25&lt;br /&gt;Summary: 10/25.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 53/110 (Fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths-&lt;br /&gt;54/80; 67.5% (B3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS-&lt;br /&gt;Part A: 10/25&lt;br /&gt;Part B: 6/20&lt;br /&gt;Total: 16/45 (Fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese-&lt;br /&gt;Compo- 28/50&lt;br /&gt;Situational Writing: 11/20&lt;br /&gt;Total for paper 1:   39/60&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2: 27.5/70 (I think I got lowest in level can o.o)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 66.5/140; 47.5% (Fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I failed like 3 out of 4 subjects already hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, see me in pump ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-4492625286130858522?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4492625286130858522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=4492625286130858522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4492625286130858522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4492625286130858522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-mr-basketball-coach.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8320117548873703948</id><published>2008-05-11T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:13:07.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm finally blogging like after 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;The whole sleep-at-2am-MYE thing is like over already, WHOOPEE :D&lt;br /&gt;The results are like going to be released next week, and I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm expecting sky high grades, just that, you know, I want to see my fruits of labour (:&lt;br /&gt;I personally think I slacked alot this MYE, and I'm certainly going to do better at the EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from dinner anyway o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wlao, this is so awkward, nothing to blog ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8320117548873703948?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8320117548873703948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8320117548873703948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8320117548873703948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8320117548873703948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-im-finally-blogging-like-after-10.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2386975473944646133</id><published>2008-03-24T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:15:38.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGWTH LUH.&lt;br /&gt;Phonebills BAO until $260.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's AP-ing. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing seats o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2386975473944646133?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2386975473944646133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2386975473944646133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2386975473944646133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2386975473944646133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/03/omgwth-luh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2681098160364257292</id><published>2008-03-19T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:12:52.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay changed skin.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;I can't conduct/ be an SL/ be a senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE's like 5 weeks away, ohno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything like groupwork groupwork groupwork o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaths test was a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERMINALTHREE THIS SATURDAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2681098160364257292?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2681098160364257292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2681098160364257292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2681098160364257292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2681098160364257292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-changed-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8061546936320344166</id><published>2008-03-15T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:21:02.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why am I not blogging?&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8061546936320344166?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8061546936320344166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8061546936320344166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8061546936320344166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8061546936320344166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-am-i-not-blogging-o.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-584832229784096513</id><published>2008-02-25T17:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:06:11.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When undercover investigators made their way onto Chinese fur farms recently, they found that many animals are still alive and struggling desperately when workers flip them onto their backs or hang them up by their legs or tails to skin them. When workers on these farms begin to cut the skin and fur from an animal's leg, the free limbs kick and writhe. Workers stomp on the necks and heads of animals who struggle too hard to allow a clean cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the fur is finally peeled off over the animals' heads, their naked, bloody bodies are thrown onto a pile of those who have gone before them. Some are still alive, breathing in ragged gasps and blinking slowly. Some of the animals' hearts are still beating five to 10 minutes after they are skinned. One investigator recorded a skinned raccoon dog on the heap of carcasses who had enough strength to lift his bloodied head and stare into the camera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;center&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC_FL_RunContent( 'codebase','http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,28,0','width','335','height','255','title','China Fur Trade','src','http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm','quality','high','pluginspage','http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash','movie','http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm' ); //end AC code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;a style="left: 250px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05587900534170386 visible ontop" href="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 250px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05587900534170386 visible ontop" href="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 250px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05587900534170386 visible ontop" href="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05587900534170386 visible ontop" href="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 250px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-05587900534170386 visible ontop" href="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 180px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07149283176909208 visible ontop" href="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" height="180" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.furisdead.com/pledge-furfree.asp?c=%20petastreamvids" target="_blank"&gt;Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look inside the Chinese fur trade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stream This Video:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea name="text_box" id="text_box" cols="25" onclick="this.select()"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.peta.org/swf/fur_farm.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="335" height="255" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href=" http://www.furisdead.com/pledge-furfree.asp?c= petastreamvids" target="_blank"&gt;Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Before they are skinned alive, animals are pulled from their cages and thrown to the ground; workers bludgeon them with metal rods or slam them on hard surfaces, causing broken bones and convulsions but not always immediate death. Animals watch helplessly as workers make their way down the row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                       &lt;/center&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Undercover investigators from Swiss Animal Protection/EAST International recently toured fur farms in China's Hebei Province, and it quickly became clear why outsiders are banned from visiting. There are no regulations governing fur farms in China—farmers can house and slaughter animals however they see fit—meaning miserable lives and excruciating deaths. The investigators found horrors beyond their worst imaginings and concluded, "Conditions on Chinese fur farms make a mockery of the most elementary animal welfare standards.  In their lives and their unspeakable deaths, these animals have been denied even the simplest acts of kindness." &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-584832229784096513?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/584832229784096513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=584832229784096513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/584832229784096513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/584832229784096513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-undercover-investigators-made.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5976271618959149508</id><published>2008-02-18T19:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:54:41.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Caroline!&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know how much of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;motherfucking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bitch &lt;/span&gt;you are.&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever told you? ):&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, you don't have to have anyone to tell you luh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding, not mine then don't have to go?&lt;br /&gt;Then was I supposed to attend band, conducted three times in a week, instead of a once in a lifetime event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony, I don't see why I have to attend band, if it isn't mine.&lt;br /&gt;Self-centered? Take a look at the mirror, beeeeeeeetch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck off, noob .l.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-5976271618959149508?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5976271618959149508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5976271618959149508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5976271618959149508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5976271618959149508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-caroline-you-just-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-9081101129717149551</id><published>2008-02-17T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:44:46.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-01857204517421559 visible" href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/bigred.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/bigred.swf" height="250" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, thought this was cute :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-9081101129717149551?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9081101129717149551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=9081101129717149551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9081101129717149551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9081101129717149551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/click-here-to-block-this-object-with.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3061140349444423935</id><published>2008-02-17T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:33.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D TIREDDDDDDDDD, Just reached home from Xiao Mei's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R7cb08Tt1JI/AAAAAAAAALc/5UdQoMx4nNE/s200/IMG_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167629693786903698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R7cZNcTt1GI/AAAAAAAAALE/U3UFPnfctnw/s200/IMG_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167626816158815330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIJMES! 4th Uncle with XiaoMei ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R7cZO8Tt1HI/AAAAAAAAALM/j1ZXey9hZ8k/s200/IMG_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167626841928619122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch! Loved my pork ribs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R7cZPcTt1II/AAAAAAAAALU/CiabDQrkIm4/s200/IMG_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167626850518553730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER. grandgrandgrand. (Blurred D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for band in the morning, then mum smsed me during physics lecture. Was practically stuck in the middle luh! D:&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that MrWong didn't cancel the recording just because of me, which will really make me feel like a hugee asshole.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED V.DAY TO ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3061140349444423935?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3061140349444423935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3061140349444423935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3061140349444423935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3061140349444423935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/d-tireddddddddd-just-reached-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R7cb08Tt1JI/AAAAAAAAALc/5UdQoMx4nNE/s72-c/IMG_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-4175001736593332313</id><published>2008-02-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:15:49.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SStest,CHINESEtest.&lt;br /&gt;So dead D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-4175001736593332313?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4175001736593332313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=4175001736593332313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4175001736593332313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4175001736593332313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/sstestchinesetest.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7277206061505641193</id><published>2008-02-06T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:35.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lykmSq5JI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FmzhonbhFh8/s1600-h/Photo980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163784420836697234" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lykmSq5JI/AAAAAAAAAKc/FmzhonbhFh8/s200/Photo980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lxiGSq5FI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pgXkL8bHCWs/s1600-h/Photo961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163783278375396434" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lxiGSq5FI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pgXkL8bHCWs/s200/Photo961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lxiWSq5GI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8QeFD32PoNI/s1600-h/Photo962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163783282670363746" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lxiWSq5GI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8QeFD32PoNI/s200/Photo962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lxjmSq5HI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jm6nlKzRyBI/s1600-h/Photo963.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lxj2Sq5II/AAAAAAAAAKU/UoUR2dOpoP0/s1600-h/Photo967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163783308440167554" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6lxj2Sq5II/AAAAAAAAAKU/UoUR2dOpoP0/s200/Photo967.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All look UltraGLAM leh :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, STILL STOLE A SHOT OF FIELIM :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CNY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7277206061505641193?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7277206061505641193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7277206061505641193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3015741612815062847</id><published>2008-02-05T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T15:01:01.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 15th FANNNYKO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's your post (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I couldn't get you anything yea ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I contribute a bit to the voucher :p&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading your Princess Diaries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Audi! MAI DRUNK D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WAVES!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay cute! LOL :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3015741612815062847?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3015741612815062847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3015741612815062847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3015741612815062847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3015741612815062847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-15th-birthday-fannnnnnnnnnnnnnyko.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8504012126229205577</id><published>2008-02-05T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:47:20.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee, new song :D&lt;br /&gt;It's nice can. o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8504012126229205577?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8504012126229205577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8504012126229205577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8504012126229205577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8504012126229205577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/whee-new-song-d-its-nice-can.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-491071106775306325</id><published>2008-02-04T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:05:37.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flipped open the yearbook, spotted 'Principal's Message' on the top left corner of the page, then i looked down, to my right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, quit the photoshop man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went for:&lt;br /&gt;Intense face-lifting.&lt;br /&gt;Intense pimple treatment.&lt;br /&gt;1,000 botox injections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had:&lt;br /&gt;10-layer thick foundation on.&lt;br /&gt;Dark red lipstick on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never:&lt;br /&gt;Take part in Singapore's Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;Look young with that hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still:&lt;br /&gt;Look old, sadly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, you:&lt;br /&gt;Look more hideous than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Look like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUDDHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Be yourself, LoCheeLin. ):&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 55th Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-491071106775306325?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/491071106775306325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=491071106775306325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/491071106775306325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/491071106775306325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/flipped-open-yearbook-spotted.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3897054938046161100</id><published>2008-02-03T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:03:55.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?!</title><content type='html'>OMG,&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF THERE'S GNA BE SS TEST TMR.&lt;br /&gt;IS THERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3897054938046161100?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3897054938046161100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3897054938046161100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3897054938046161100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3897054938046161100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='?!'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3901769934949244553</id><published>2008-02-03T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:30:56.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wtf, 22degrees!&lt;br /&gt;Omgomgomgomgomg, am loving it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish it would go below 20.&lt;br /&gt;Wettest January ever! (+Coldest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am getting the hang of alpha beta shit, yea, gotta look simultaneous up :x&lt;br /&gt;JY 3Grace on Amaths test! [&amp;amp; the others taking it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Separate Post-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why can't they divide posts on the same day D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3901769934949244553?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3901769934949244553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3901769934949244553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3901769934949244553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3901769934949244553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/wtf-22degrees-omgomgomgomgomg-am-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-9027539759379499946</id><published>2008-02-03T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T09:23:27.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was colddd, I think coldest in Singapore history.&lt;br /&gt;How's a 23 for temperature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it rose to 25 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool huh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta start studying for Amaths.&lt;br /&gt;DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Separate Post-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-9027539759379499946?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9027539759379499946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=9027539759379499946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9027539759379499946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9027539759379499946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-was-colddd-i-think-coldest-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1817900864414838133</id><published>2008-02-03T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:29:20.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New attitude towards school, new look (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should quit art or not. I mean, I'd love to like draw, but I don't have the commitment, and the shit history and everything is just. Frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;And if I take art, my schedule would be fucking tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Assembly&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:Tuition&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Band&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friday: Band &amp;amp; Tuition&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Band&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's still chinese tuition, maybe somewhere around feburary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF, But then the 66.7% A1 is bloody hell inviting luh D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failing Amaths test on monday, failing physics, failing Emaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail, fail, fail. Was my life planned be like that from the start?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1817900864414838133?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1817900864414838133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1817900864414838133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1817900864414838133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1817900864414838133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-attitude-towards-school-new-look-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5773239400578252738</id><published>2008-01-31T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:36.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is blank, zilch.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to do well at school, and I don't see why they have the authority to talk about our hair.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how this affects me, grooming? My academic performance.&lt;br /&gt;Then you will say: SCHOOL IS NOT JUST A PLATFORM WHERE WE THROW PHYSICS, YOU STOMACH; WE TEACH YOU MORAL VALUES, VALUES FOR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how having maybe slightly longer hair affects me in anyway, other than maybe looking (How do I put it). I can gladly comb it to the side.&lt;br /&gt;Well, doesn't combing my fringe to the side make it look, shorter?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to, intentionally pull it all the way down to somehow extend the length, when it's already looking ever so perfect? Why?&lt;br /&gt;A feud against me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls get to clip their chin touching fringes, while my barely-touching-the-cheeks fringe combed to the side is forbided. If they can clip their hair, I don't see a reason why I can't just comb it to the side.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it then be disguised as short?&lt;br /&gt;Like how you're putting a mask over their fringes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't want to cut my hair, it's just. Barber's closed. I can't cut properly, I don't want you to touch my hair. Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I getting all this fucked up emotions within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just unlock them, free them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't wait&lt;/span&gt; for tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel drowsy, I feel, I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6HXqGSq49I/AAAAAAAAAI8/ga_7MV4JGwU/s1600-h/tear_by_merindah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6HXqGSq49I/AAAAAAAAAI8/ga_7MV4JGwU/s200/tear_by_merindah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161643766186697682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God, I hate the school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-5773239400578252738?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5773239400578252738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5773239400578252738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5773239400578252738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5773239400578252738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6HXqGSq49I/AAAAAAAAAI8/ga_7MV4JGwU/s72-c/tear_by_merindah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6462178788864482052</id><published>2008-01-28T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:36.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6SS5GSq4-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/70AMY9CgyLg/s1600-h/fannnnny.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6SS5GSq4-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/70AMY9CgyLg/s200/fannnnny.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162412582512550882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, FANNYKO's got a new haircut! [Click to enlarge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;UGH, she's gna spam me T.T&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc was loud today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: Dont be angry, it's real cuteee luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6462178788864482052?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6462178788864482052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6462178788864482052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6462178788864482052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6462178788864482052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/01/haha-fannykos-got-new-haircut-click-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/R6SS5GSq4-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/70AMY9CgyLg/s72-c/fannnnny.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-4546742565575814558</id><published>2008-01-17T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:49:22.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Ryan Chia's what causing the deteriorating grades for physics. How's a 60 (Or so I've heard) for the average for physics? Mind you, that was 3RP'07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I'm expecting a D7, or maybe lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3Grace's fun :D&lt;br /&gt;A class tee already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi's killer Maths lessons are just. No thanks. &amp;amp; Gosh, Ryan Chia is just... I'm guessing a 50 overall average at the end of the year? Could anyone just save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, literature is nowhere near slack, and WMX's JianBao thing... I wish I could just speak Chinese properly luh, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just imagine myself shaking with the piece of paper in my hands. I've seriously gotta curb that bloody stage fright of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit you, I know my sentences are not 'flowing'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-4546742565575814558?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4546742565575814558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=4546742565575814558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4546742565575814558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4546742565575814558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-ryan-chias-what-causing.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2659235902404646057</id><published>2007-11-23T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:13:50.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel that little spark of excitement in me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did the little 'countdown for streaming results' frenzy go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did the 'a week to holiday' enthusiasm go?&lt;br /&gt;Where did the faith for band go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my life leading to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2659235902404646057?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2659235902404646057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2659235902404646057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2659235902404646057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2659235902404646057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7879325818600939229</id><published>2007-11-12T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:43:17.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh My GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have SO many things to do in SO little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do that report, do that T-Shirt, attend that dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND that FREAKING dinner starts at like 15MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I EVEN BLOGGING RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7879325818600939229?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7879325818600939229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7879325818600939229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7879325818600939229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7879325818600939229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-201742098645399227</id><published>2007-11-01T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:39:58.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wheeeeeee 2 posts in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just rather shocked by the lowered criteria for the certain subject combinations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8CB CL-Geo+EH    &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;106 &lt;/span&gt;AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;50 &lt;/span&gt;AND Geography (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;52 &lt;/span&gt;AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8CB HCL-ELit+EG       &lt;br /&gt;English Literature (Lower Sec)&gt;=65 AND Higher Chinese Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8CB HCL-Geo+ECLit   &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;106 &lt;/span&gt;AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;50 &lt;/span&gt;AND Geography (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;52 &lt;/span&gt;AND Higher Chinese Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=70 AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8CB HCL-Geo+EH   &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;106 &lt;/span&gt;AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;50 &lt;/span&gt;AND Geography (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;52 &lt;/span&gt;AND Higher Chinese Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=1 AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8PC CL-ELit       &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;130 &lt;/span&gt;AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;65 &lt;/span&gt;AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=60 AND English Literature (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;62 &lt;/span&gt;AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;65 &lt;/span&gt;AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I WANT THIS, BUT I'M MISSING LIT BY 1 POINT, AND SCIENCE BY 2.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8PC CL-Geo+EH       &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;106 &lt;/span&gt;AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=50 AND Geography (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;52 &lt;/span&gt;AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8PC HCL-Clit       &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;130 &lt;/span&gt;AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;65 &lt;/span&gt;AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;60 &lt;/span&gt;AND Higher Chinese Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;70 &lt;/span&gt;AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;65 &lt;/span&gt;AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8PC HCL-ELit       &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=130 AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=65 AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=60 AND English Literature (Lower Sec)&gt;=62 AND Higher Chinese Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=1 AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=65 AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8PC HCL-Geo+EH       &lt;br /&gt;(Maths + Science)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;106 &lt;/span&gt;AND (Overall Performance)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND English Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;50 &lt;/span&gt;AND Geography (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;52 &lt;/span&gt;AND Higher Chinese Language (Lower Sec)&gt;=1 AND Mathematics (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53 &lt;/span&gt;AND Science (Lower Sec)&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So its like. I worked so fcking hard for nothing, and those freaking slackers get into double without any labour at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never fair. (By Rachael)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she will have no problem getting into triple -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-201742098645399227?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/201742098645399227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=201742098645399227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/201742098645399227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/201742098645399227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/11/wheeeeeee-2-posts-in-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1357010665701567906</id><published>2007-11-01T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:30:15.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theparanormalworld.net/ghostcam/assets/images/halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.theparanormalworld.net/ghostcam/assets/images/halloween2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooopeeeee It's halloween :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that we Singaporeans celebrate halloween, [ :( ]&lt;br /&gt;just that it's rather fun seeing how other countries celebrate halloween :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Esther says that it was somewhat like a hungry ghost festival, and the spirits are free to roam about. Food is offered on an altar. Hmm.. According to her, the signature offer is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Chop a coconut into half, use a spoon to scrape out all of the flesh (Sounds gross.)&lt;br /&gt;2: Fill the empty half coconut husk with glutinous rice.&lt;br /&gt;3: Prepare a hard-boiled egg, half it, and place it on top of the glutinous rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also says that during halloween, people sort of camp at cemeteries. (o.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, it's not a solo thing. Rather, it's a like hundreds of people strong thing, and she says it's real fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like our local Getai, they have singing (I guess no stages set up, Cemetery leh o.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have perky dancing, and the air would be filled with catchy tunes and a wholehearted lievely spirit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a real pity Singapore doesn't celebrate halloween ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really have fun knocking on neighbour's doors in a fabulous costume, and then merrily opening a (Definitely) HUGE bag where all the sweets would be emptied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forgot the renowned line: Trick or treat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want sweetsssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;I want trick or treatingggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;I want halloween :((((((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's the holidays :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would really prefer the festive mood of halloween rather than just laze around at home doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And band's taking a HUGE portion of my current holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine myself feeling so bored during the post-SYF period, where there was the band break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just CAN'T WAIT for that COVETED 5 week break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 WHOLE WEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band used to be fun and enriching, but now its just plain boring and repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I used to enjoy the stages during the process of learning the instru.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just like. Doing the same thing over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I mastered the instru, I think I'm getting bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Alfie to come back from that stupid chalet ):&lt;br /&gt;I want Clarisse to come back from Taiwan ):&lt;br /&gt;I want Marcus to come back from CO ):&lt;br /&gt;I want Jeremiah to.... I dno o.o&lt;br /&gt;I want Woony to... STOP HAVING TUITION. (It's the holidays you know -.-)&lt;br /&gt;I want BLAHBLAHBLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1357010665701567906?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1357010665701567906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1357010665701567906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1357010665701567906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1357010665701567906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/11/whooopeeeee-its-halloween-d-not-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5543001051624349028</id><published>2007-10-16T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:18:07.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dylan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look. It was just like months ago, and you told me about how you felt when others hacked your account.&lt;br /&gt;You said to me that it was like "fruits of months of labour", and they took all your precious items.&lt;br /&gt;I pitied you, looking and your semi-wet eyes. I really thought of the hackers as malicious and pure cruel, and you as victim, poor, suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became good friends, I think we already were at the start of the year. We shared views on Maple, and had laughs and giggles here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the third term, we were so close that we even shared our accounts.&lt;br /&gt;I remember spending my precious time away just to help you gain those levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every weekend, I stayed up to 3 just to meet your conditions, like what level to reach at what specific day. I could have just ignored your shit orders, but I was so gullible as to follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trained you up to around 10 levels, I guess, and i didn't really mind the fact that you didn't even touch my account. It's ok, I thought, and that you weren't taking advantage on me. I continued the stupid routine for a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have just slept at say 9pm? Gaze at the stars, or watch some drama serial. But alas, i had to help you train, lets say for hours, some times from 8:30-3:30, while you hit your bed at say 8:30, 9pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you treat me as. Some training machine? I didn't assk anything for return. No, nothing. Not even a single cent for all the time I spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now what?&lt;br /&gt;Towards the approaching of the fourth term, our friendship soured. I didn't change my password for my account, as I thought you weren't so evil, and that you knew how it felt to be hacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, you had to go to FM to drop some 8million of my mesos, and either take or drop all my equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked (Terribly) when I went into my account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4000 A-Cash was also used up, which I scrimped and saved for ages to purchase. I come from a family where financial problems surface every now and then, but my addiction got the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted starting on maple, but I still am addicted. (Oh what irony)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that you would return my items and mesos, and just go on our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't ask for any reward for slogging my guts out for your account, but just for you to rightfully return what is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-5543001051624349028?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5543001051624349028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5543001051624349028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5543001051624349028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5543001051624349028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/10/dylan-look.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-728210281550576247</id><published>2007-10-08T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:36:10.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Science was crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you testing our knowledge or just playing a fool on our minds?&lt;br /&gt;Those trick questions.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, a test is just to test us on our knowledge and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Why set those questions where there are like unknown whatsoevers here and there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like can you use a word you taught?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is not targeting Mrs Tan.&lt;br /&gt;But all of the science teachers in Sec2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, trick questions and science have completely no link at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD nothing of the Lumen was tested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Susan:&lt;br /&gt;Some times, you really ought to have a good look at your birth certificate. Look at the year you were born, dammit. I think you dated back to the 50s' or even 40s'. Have you ever thought how you might go to escape theme park with your grandchild, with that wristband with a huge "SENIOR CITIZEN" printed on your wrist, while having hair that's permed, rebonded, permed, rebonded over and over again? Not ignoring the tops and the skirts. Translucent on you would equate to disgorging of onlookers. And I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it would spell "shameless" on my forehead if I were the one who did that, but you?&lt;br /&gt;You repeatedly wear skirts with length that accentuates your bloody elephantine thighs. You have put on those frou-frou tops, with disturbing translucent fabric, to again accentuate your beer belly. But have you ever tried to save yourself from awkwardness, stop those mocks made by students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. In fact, you still persevere. You had your hair permed and dyed a disturbing red, that somehow spelt "Crimson Faeces" on your hair. Oh yes, your perm was so badly done until it looked like how i used to draw shit a few years back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youstinklikepoop.com/images/poop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.youstinklikepoop.com/images/poop.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break from those amateur shadings and linings.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are: Trend setter?&lt;br /&gt;I might say you're just a blatant laughing stock. I suggest you dig under you bed for your birth certificate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-728210281550576247?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/728210281550576247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=728210281550576247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/728210281550576247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/728210281550576247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/10/science-was-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1958463887806476692</id><published>2007-10-06T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:46:38.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been made known of the criterion to success, and you may say I'm working towards it. Wholeheartedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1958463887806476692?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1958463887806476692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1958463887806476692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1958463887806476692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1958463887806476692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-have-been-made-known-of-criteria-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3146401093959858122</id><published>2007-10-05T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:57:41.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to use tomorrow well.&lt;br /&gt;Sponge all that information into my head.&lt;br /&gt;Own that paper inside out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3146401093959858122?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3146401093959858122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3146401093959858122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3146401093959858122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3146401093959858122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-to-use-tomorrow-well.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8297092873539334197</id><published>2007-10-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:51:04.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blahblahblah;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper after paper after paper.&lt;br /&gt;This seems eerily endless, even though only science &amp;amp; maths are the only murderers left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed everything, Languages, Humanities...&lt;br /&gt;I'm a goner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see 8SP as my only choice on the Streaming form,&lt;br /&gt;the heartless form, the killer form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I even get a 65 for my overall %?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm failing Chinese and Literature, screw JiaHui and Raislina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Raislina, who didn't even bother going through those stanzas that kill.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember hearing her breathe the titles of the poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school should just sack her, some teacher indeed.&lt;br /&gt;She would gladly chop half the period off just to exhibit how she feels in taking our deplorable and forlorn class for literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiation of Gamma Rays?&lt;br /&gt;Spot on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8297092873539334197?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8297092873539334197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8297092873539334197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8297092873539334197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8297092873539334197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/10/blahblahblah-paper-after-paper-after.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6326654409590100136</id><published>2007-09-23T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:28:54.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Would anyone be kind enough to buy me this HERMES BIRKIN bag?&lt;br /&gt;My birthday's coming!&lt;br /&gt;*hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/MOST-DIVINE-Hermes-COCOAN-CROCODILE-BIRKIN-35-POROSUS_W0QQitemZ110173114842QQihZ001QQcategoryZ63852QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;CLICK HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6326654409590100136?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6326654409590100136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6326654409590100136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6326654409590100136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6326654409590100136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/would-anyone-be-kind-enough-to-buy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2040342886427393347</id><published>2007-09-23T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:38:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm here to acquaint you on an incident that would truly send you regurgitating in your washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near the mid-year examinations, 2007. (Duh)&lt;br /&gt;School was just over, and D**** pestered a few of us to go to his house, and after some time, we agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, forgot what the next day's paper was, but going to his house really dragged me behind time for revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He served (What a word to use) us some drinks and cookies, and we went up to his room. I wanted to leave his home, and just study at home, sipping a cup of appetizing milo, burying my head into the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, he had to block the door of his room and barricade me from leaving. I sat on the wooden parquet platform, gazing at the window, looking out at D****'s neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, there were only the 3 of us in his house, D****, *A**** and me. I think the rest did not want to go.(Neither did I.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A**** had this urgent nature's call, and bustled to the toilet in D****'s room. Little did he know (To his horror, definitely;) that the lock of the toilet was not working, and the door could not be locked, even though it felt that it was (locked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D****, either out of mischievousness or just blatant homosexual orientation, rushed into the toilet, and started laughing. *A****'s assets were completely bared, (like Duh) and exposed to D****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like stunned, and speechless. FYI, I could not and was not looking, as I am certain of my straight sexual orientation, and due to the position of where I was seated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A**** was shocked, and screamed in disbelief. (Like a GAY) [As usual] {Guess I just exposed his identity?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D**** continued laughing like a barbaric creature, and *A**** stormed out of the toilet, after letting off that relief, (Nature's call) and obviously after zipping his pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He demanded D**** show his assets to him to, and it then would be fair and square. (Wtf, I seriously would not have even thought of that way of getting back at D****)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much persuasion, D**** reluctantly agreed, and they both made their way to the toilet. A minute or two later, I could hear (horrid) giggles and laughter coming from the toilet, (Doors obviously enclosed) and then *A**** walked out of the toilet with this satisfactory (Yuk) look on his face. He started saying, "OMG! MY EYES ARE ROTTING. CAN'T BELIEVE ANYONE'S THING GOT SO SMALL ONE! I THOUGHT MY BROTHER'S WAS DEFORMED, BUT THIS IS..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust you to even suggest having a peek at his assets, are you gay or what? And I can't even believe D**** agreed to show him those assets of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A**** followed by putting his index finger and thumb in the air, with the other fingers curled in, and showed me the size of D****'s assets. (Like I even wanted to know) If I remembered correctly, the length was like 1-1.5cm, (Wtf) and D**** started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D**** managed to speak while giggling, and said, "You think yours very long meh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of asset talking, and stormed out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They named this accomplishment (emotional scar for me, rather) Balls Exchange, and they still managed to joke about it, and the size of their assets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Names have been censored to protect the privacy of the homosexuals (?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2040342886427393347?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2040342886427393347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2040342886427393347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2040342886427393347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2040342886427393347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-here-to-acquaint-you-on-incident.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8826286376054130019</id><published>2007-09-18T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:03:43.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;When you insult/discriminate someone, you are discriminating the creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who are naturally sweet and kind. There are people who are innately good and no matter how wicked you seem, they just find it so easy to be kind to you. It doesn't mean he is courting you. Don't put yourself through unnecessary stress trying to figure out if he's courting you or not. Because I think if he is, you won't have to guess, you'll know and you'll be very certain about it.&lt;br /&gt;You don't befriend a person if you absolutely abhor him, right? Chances are you make sense when he talks to you, or you're probably very patient listening to him. The two of you probably connect on some level but why does it always have to be assumed to be romantic? Being two intelligent, mature human beings, you need to accept that it's nice to share a cup of coffee over a stimulating conversation, and that you don't have to automatically put romantic connotation to it. Relieve yourself of the pressure. It's just coffee and a shared interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, we used to have great times together.. Now...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Don't ask me why I'm postsing the same thing as Alfie.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8826286376054130019?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8826286376054130019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8826286376054130019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8826286376054130019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8826286376054130019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-you-insultdiscriminate-someone-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6939376786434245475</id><published>2007-09-14T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T23:29:03.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wheeee,&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging, 2nd time this month :D&lt;br /&gt;Lols, can say that I was forced too T.T&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, well LONG awaited science test was finally returned, and.. well, I guess I sucked this time -.-&lt;br /&gt;Stupid dylan, think he get 36 so high, keep showing off......&lt;br /&gt;But seriously janice is really great help to my results lor o.o&lt;br /&gt;It's like, I attend lessons, then sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep throughout, or maybe talk to dylan darren alfie jeremiah alfie until when worksheets come, I don't even understand what they asking -.-&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY Pythagoras.&lt;br /&gt;Then, since CTs on friday, she come every thursday night, and manages to squeeeeezeee the whole topic into that 1hr 30min tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the results really show her competence :D&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I improved alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From an E8 for science in MYE, I jumped (?) to an A2, but still just as slack o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice has great teaching techniques :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE:&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i just hope sequel would just stop being so biased towards me just because i screwed up the first few lessons?&lt;br /&gt;He would shoot out thousands of words if we do something wrongly, and then keep his mouth shut when we do something well.&lt;br /&gt;Like: When tongyi threw the discus so far, he did not even look at him, nor did he say a word. He was so reluctant just to give simple praises that would (Definitely) make his students "like" him more.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you don't expect a fan club for someone like him, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Like: When I dodged the ball during netball lessons, because shaoxuan hit it, then it was like coming straight towards me so fast, sequel went up to me (also like the speed of the ball) and scolded me, with such hurtful remarks that i chose to ignore and then didnt even look at him in the face?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, does everyone HAVE to do well in PE? does a male equate to someone who would idiotically accept hits and bruises, maybe cuts and wounds from a ball coming at full speed?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's his perception of a male, or rather someone who's good in PE (who has to be a male according to him)&lt;br /&gt;And that it is terribly fine for females to do that?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is like gender discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;Try beating the women's world record for 100m. Well, female right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh anyway he's crap.&lt;br /&gt;He despises those who fail PFT, laughs at overweights (jealous of our affluence to be able to afford so much food?) , treats males as dumbasses, and last of all, he wore that stupid nike-phoney, which logo looked so curvy at the tick. And the quality? Oh please, give me a break. Not that i wear branded stuff or whatsoever, I just find people who wear fakes.. inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, i really prefer Mr Tay.&lt;br /&gt;(Used to enjoy PE lessons.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, classes these days are funnnnnnn i tell you :D&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I havent been paying attention to that balancing equations thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANICE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We scribbled on the foolscap, all the brands and might-manufacture phoneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really lovedddd Louis Puittion!&lt;br /&gt;"LOVE my new LP bag :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other classics are:&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Ahhhh-Choo!&lt;br /&gt;Channel!&lt;br /&gt;Versaci!&lt;br /&gt;Hermas Barkin!&lt;br /&gt;Gujji!&lt;br /&gt;Birdberry!&lt;br /&gt;ANNA SHIT!!&lt;br /&gt;Estee lingerie! (Ehh?)&lt;br /&gt;DYLAN'S SECRET!&lt;br /&gt;Alfie Romeo!&lt;br /&gt;ActSehTan!&lt;br /&gt;DarrenKNY!&lt;br /&gt;Ben and clarisse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughh i forgot the rest.&lt;br /&gt;But hahaha, that really made my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomisation:&lt;br /&gt;*Screwed chinese oral*&lt;br /&gt;*Screwed practical*&lt;br /&gt;*Screwed chinese test*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, FINALLY FINISHED POSTING :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6939376786434245475?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6939376786434245475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6939376786434245475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6939376786434245475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6939376786434245475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/wheeee-im-blogging-2nd-time-this-month.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7765219871281599799</id><published>2007-09-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:41:45.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally blogging after a long time :D&lt;br /&gt;Err, alfie wanted me to do this quiz o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-A decent looking bag at the very least T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-More time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-A new home all to myself where I can just furnish it all with my own wacky ideas, at a budget of  $500,000. Wooot. Say bye to those fugly antiques all over my home and hello to AIR DIVISION. (Wtf I'm a big fan I tell you -.- Call me a no life for all I care~) [Home &amp; Decor CHIONGER]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-ANYA HINDMARCH "I'm not a plastic bag" bag. (I know it is for females :B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-8Triple? At least the only criteria I'm not meeting is the overall percentage, which I'm quite sure of improving on :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALFIE LIM SI EN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with him is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BESTEST. (Kick clarisse of of your life :x) [Oops]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of her/him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-ATTITUDE PROBLEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Has a thing for eye rolling activities o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Doesn't really "shine" in MATHS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-CURLY HAIR. (Like me T.T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-He's giving in to self-control, starting relationships at such a measly age :P (You know with who :x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Actually not for me, but the most memorable thing shld be... when he ROLLS HIS EYES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words he had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-AP AR BOYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-PSK! *being SCREAMED like no tmr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;(He won't, he says he anti-gay o.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he becomes your lover, things he has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-ATTITUDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lol, Kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-DAO &amp; PANGSEH &amp;amp; ACT SEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(All to him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Err...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-I KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whenus threesomes becomes a twosome, then he gradually fades me off his life, as the onesome (me) would be left completely alone and seeing us who used to be threesomes break into a twosome and a onesome, it would aggravate the onesome (me) and then probably turn into hatred between the onesome and ALFIE LIM SI EN. Care to guess the last person's name? :x&lt;br /&gt;(Haha, a bit confusing o.o)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You know what I mean don't you :x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desired thing you want to do for him now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Requesting him to change his tutor. (And hopefully he agrees :x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/ her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-FUN PERSON TO BE WITH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Dao-kia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Duh, art PRO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristic(s) you love of yourself is /are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-My TALENT in playing the SAXOPHONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-My MODEST nature. (Explains why I'm in 2Modesty :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary. the characteristic (s) you hate of yourself is/ are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Quite DAO at times :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-DONETELLA VERSACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You should see her designs :x) [Wtf, I'm like into all this girls' stuff.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people that like and care for you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Err...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay you rock too? o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people :)&lt;br /&gt;1.Darren.&lt;br /&gt;2.Alfie.&lt;br /&gt;3.Clarisse.&lt;br /&gt;4.Jeremiah.&lt;br /&gt;5.Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;6.Woony.&lt;br /&gt;7.Shi Yun.&lt;br /&gt;8.Dylan.&lt;br /&gt;9.Lynette.&lt;br /&gt;10.Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is No. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm. Woony?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 9 a female or male?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UhhUhh... Lynette?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF. She's a a female homosexual!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Popularly known as lesbian, les for short :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If No. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;ShiYun and Rachael?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL, I dont know about ShiYun but Rachael would be over the moon, considering her sexuality :x&lt;br /&gt;Gosh both band females are homosexuals, like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 8 and 5?&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHA Dylan and Marcus?!&lt;br /&gt;Marcus has better TASTE please.&lt;br /&gt;As for dylan, I don't even think his mental level has reached 5 yet please -,-&lt;br /&gt;But he's gay :B (According to Marcus himself. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Alfie?&lt;br /&gt;He must be pia-ing for maths and science which marks didn't really seem to flourish on his report card :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;Clarisse?&lt;br /&gt;A while ago on MSN i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does No. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;Dylan?&lt;br /&gt;UhhUhh.&lt;br /&gt;The music software that composes maple background music, considering that he flaunts all of his maple town music -.- What a no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Darren?&lt;br /&gt;He has a brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo No. 3?&lt;br /&gt;Clarisse?!&lt;br /&gt;WTF? Someone's already fighting for her attention and love?&lt;br /&gt;Alf*e Lim S* E*&lt;br /&gt;(Gosh, nothing casn be even more obvious :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 7?&lt;br /&gt;ShiYun?&lt;br /&gt;o.o I don't really know ShiYun that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah?&lt;br /&gt;Apparently people have been raving about this Cheryl/Sheriel/Sheryl or however you spell her name person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the surname of No. 5?&lt;br /&gt;Marcus?&lt;br /&gt;Tan lorr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the name of No. 10?&lt;br /&gt;Rachael?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, RACHAEL LEE YING WEI.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently sisui has tons of that name in his blog, due to some OBSESSION. (On someone, I guess :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of No. 4?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has to be Auditioning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do No.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and Lynette?&lt;br /&gt;Have they even met? o.o&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. ORIENTATION.&lt;br /&gt;But I think they barely conversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is No. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;ALFIE?&lt;br /&gt;Duh, CCHMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something casually about No. 1?&lt;br /&gt;Darren?&lt;br /&gt;SOPRANINO, WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for No. 8?&lt;br /&gt;DYLAN?&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;You have to be kidding me.&lt;br /&gt;Never in the right mind would I, or would anyone want to...&lt;br /&gt;Wtf it feels disgusting enough to even type it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does No. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;Lynette?&lt;br /&gt;Some BUNGALOW i think, considering that SUPER GORGEOUS phone of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does No. 4 likes?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah?&lt;br /&gt;He wore a green striped tee, so it could be?&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I have no idea -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are No. 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and Darren?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, they were, then had a rocky relationship, and now they're back again :D&lt;br /&gt;But not so close I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 7 likes No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;ShiYun and Alfie?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, his heart only opens that LOVE chamber for...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. I think I talked a bout clarisse?&lt;br /&gt;Ooooops.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I didn't say anything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know No. 2?&lt;br /&gt;Alfie?&lt;br /&gt;Classmates, Duh -.-&lt;br /&gt;Bestest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Darren?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;But he loveeees adorable dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;ShiYun??&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;I don't know -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, It's like 12:41 now, took so longgggggg to do this quiz -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7765219871281599799?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7765219871281599799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7765219871281599799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7765219871281599799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7765219871281599799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally-blogging-after-long-time-d-err.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2537723687507366968</id><published>2007-08-13T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:40:19.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I need more TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my day to be 30 hours long, school an hour long, and my sleeping hours to be 15 hours longgg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughh. I really don't feel like doing anything these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Homework and studies are a bore, I can't seem to do homework, I can't seem to pay attention in class. Ughh, what happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my life is missing some thrill.&lt;br /&gt;Some goddam thrill, some freaking colours in my dull life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some recurrent events that take place during band days:&lt;br /&gt;I go to school, reach home at 6, bathe, lie down on my bed, nap for 1 hour or so, take my dinner, watch TV or blog surf till 11-12, then start taking stuff out of my bag, glance at the timetable, telling myself "Oh Drats I have not done this, hove not done that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I manage to squeeze that bit of time out of recess and inbetween periods to complete them.&lt;br /&gt;The recent relief teacher english lessons were a great boost to my completed homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dropped my school badge on the floor today, and unknowingly stepped on it, then rubbing my feet against the floor, I bruised the face of the badge T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to peel off that plastic layer, only to reveal that fugly and weird looking pattern. Having nothing to do then, I, in the wrong state of mind, coloured it black with Dylan's permanent marker :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally, you should have seen how cool it looked. I love those highlights of silver showing as some parts of the black ink was scraped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh, I guess Im wearing it tomorrow again :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: SinYong, This is not disrespect to the school -.- The logo and the words still can be seen lor. And it looks dammm coooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woooo school days were fun recently [Talk about irony -,-] But I guess I pissed Clarisse and Alfie off today :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, Dylan lorr. He dam gayshit please. He was staring at Alfie's family treasure [You know what :x] And he wanted me to STARE too -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like, whatever, but obviously my eyes were not targeted there lor pls -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alfie started the roll eyes thinggy with that center parting that looked somewhat like the KP security guard's hair. Ok, not that my hair is freaking nice or whatever o,o But please lor, center parting looks freaking gay o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfie, get a comb for maybe $2.99 for goodness sake -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of that kp security guard, he's really getting on my nerves please. Everytime I walk past that guard post, all tired and worn out ready to make my way home, he has to intrude and shout "Boy! Never go Dylan's house ar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every single time, It would be the same. Same articulation, same rhythm, word stress. [Wooo Start ransaking your file for Mr Lo's effective speaking worksheets man]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, when my mummaye and daddaye fetched me from school, I told them. Wlao, I bet you that the security guard see me only, will shout " EH BOY! NEVER GO DYLAN HOUSE AR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dad went to find out o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drove to the guard post, and lowered the windows. And VIOLA, as expected, those words shot out from his mouth -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! X-Country :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo. Wlao, planned with Clarisse, Darren and Jeremiah (?) That we would be walking all the way -.- And true enough, alfie and dylan walked with me, but there were SOME PEOPLE [no names mentioned] Who only cares about getting FIRST PLACE, Pang seh-ing the rest of us. But ahh, only some 50-100 position was achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wanted to call clarisse to ask her where she was,  but when  she  picked up, i  put down o.o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go Mc, but then clarisse couldnt come -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i walked home, blahblah, and met alfie at Plaza Sing's Mc. Lol promised to go at 3:33 but i turned up at 3:50? :x So we wanted to catch the simpsons movie, but there were only separate seats available, and since sis was there, we decided to pass the movie. We went to bunk, and played audition. Stupid alfie, He went to anyhow click my keyboard when he missed -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to 7-11, and met this transsexual cashier -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her(?) shoulders were like broad, and those bones beneath her eyebrows jutted out like ****.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention those poorly drawn-on eyebrows, which was like 1mm thick revealing the rest of her almost bald brows o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bald brows sound really cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded to this scammer arcade, my sis saw this jungle car thingand she wanted to go in, so we played -,- and like, we had to insert 2 $1 coins for each person, and we "died" like 3 minutes later -.- so that was $4 gone o.o Thn, she said. I WANT TO PLAY AGAIN! So i put 2more coins in,and then 1more, cos i wanted to play too, and there was no effect -,- Then she died like 2 minutes later, and so $7 wasted in 5 minutes -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw that game, the control a mechanical hand to pick out a toy [whatever its called], and we played. Then my sister  had 6 $1 coins, which she failed at every single try -,- Then she was addicted, and changed more notes to coins. I asked her to let me have a go, only to fail -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to get addicted too, changing notes, failing, changing notes, failing...&lt;br /&gt;Only when we used up all our remaining money, we found out that we spent like near $20 on that stupid game -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. and we didnt even manage to pull out even 1 dolphin :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, with $20 i can buy like 6-10 of those lor please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I wanted a long long post that could make up for my near month hiatus, but I can't seem to think of anything to writee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEE MY SCHOOL BADGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2537723687507366968?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2537723687507366968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2537723687507366968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2537723687507366968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2537723687507366968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok-i-need-more-time.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6265786933713114157</id><published>2007-07-23T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:21:35.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no update.&lt;br /&gt;Starting to miss me? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just wanted to blog about the recent POP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Sec2s were supposed to organise the POP, the food, games, schedule... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caused us time consuming meetings, meetings that had us going to the band room every single day. It's like, 6 days in a week, we have to stare at the red curtians, pick on the carpets, smell that whiteboard marker ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we got in return, was countless rejections by S&lt;em&gt;ome Band Teacher &amp;&lt;/em&gt; sarcasm, unacceptance, unbelievable questions by S&lt;em&gt;ome Comm. Member.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this fabulous game in mind, that had to be removed due to possible-to-solve-but-&lt;em&gt;Some-Band-Teacher&lt;/em&gt;-and-&lt;em&gt;Some-Comm.-Member&lt;/em&gt;-irking-reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we proceeded with this treasure hunt, that had complicated rules here and there, which took us Sec2s some time to really get to know it inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day itself, 21st July 2007, everything was smooth, except for the bad weather. It was time for the game, and we had this last minute meeting to get everything right in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the treasure hunt game started. Everyone was enthusiastic, running towards their destinations, actively participating in group activities... etc. Then, things got bad. &lt;em&gt;Some Sec4&lt;/em&gt; read a clue, and she was certain that she was to head the 4th floor locker area. She checked, and there was no one there. She re-read the clue, and then she thought it was the 2nd floor. She saw a station, but she doubted that it was her groups' . She asked me and Kiat Hui if they were supposed to go to that particular station, but we didnt say a thing, just as we were supposed no to. She was pissed. She ran back up to 4th floor, again seeing no one,she rushed dowan to the second floor. She was tired and perspiring. And she said, (holding the clue in her hands) "You know what? (She held the clue just below her face) Your clue, (Tore the clue into shreds) Sucks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were stunned, speechless, all she could do was to roll her eyes at us, with all that fury and hatred in them. Kiat Hui said " We don't even know where the station is supposed to be, we didn't even get to look at that clue before, since the other Sec2s didnt want us to tell our groups. The fact that we alreaedy called you down from the 4th floor is already a privillage, and you had to tear the clue. The clue that other groups had to use... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't say a word, now abit of guilt in those watery eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't do anything- What's done cannot be undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, another group arrived at the same station. As Rachael was taking their next clue, (Task Completed) &lt;em&gt;Another Sec4&lt;/em&gt; kept raving "Poor organisation. really poor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did we do this time? Poor organisation? Why don't you try organising the game yourself? I know you had organised a POP game before, but was yours smooth? No clashes in this 100++ people strong band? No? You think we had the choice of having to recycle these few stations? You think we didnt want 60 stations that could be used individually to ensure no clashes? You think we had the approval? You think we had the space? You think we had the manpower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organisation. We had meetings after meetings ater meetings, making sure all the Sec2s sponged the information clearly in the minds. Some of us even met up in MSN, discussing about the games. And all we get, is two words, that were repeatedly raved: Poor Organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I just think that this POP wasn't really what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6265786933713114157?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6265786933713114157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6265786933713114157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6265786933713114157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6265786933713114157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-time-no-update.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5648031409072316035</id><published>2007-06-28T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T17:32:33.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.Ryan is the only bird that can swim but not fly.&lt;br /&gt;2.Only 55 percent of Americans know that the sun is made of Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;3.People used to believe that dressing their male children as Ryan would protect them from evil spirits!&lt;br /&gt;4.A bride should wear something old, something new, something borrowed, and Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;5.If you chew gum while peeling Ryan then it will stop you from crying.&lt;br /&gt;6.Ryan can jump up to sixteen times his own height.&lt;br /&gt;7.Some hotels in Las Vegas have Ryan floating in their swimming pools.&lt;br /&gt;8.The first domain name ever registered was Ryan.com.&lt;br /&gt;9.Ancient Chinese artists would never paint pictures of Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;10.Early thermometers were filled with Ryan instead of mercury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, koped from Alfie's blog :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had ACC today, &amp; Wangfeng came in, taught for a while, then he took out pieces of paper to give out. He followed by flashing a map of China, &amp;amp; the paper we had in our hands was to be filled in. (With the names of the different parts of China) Everyone was like: haaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;Guess I moaned the loudest.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid chinese characters.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the world just stick to english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning would be so stress-free.&lt;br /&gt;Communication would not me a hurdle in our holidays.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Dylan's house after school.&lt;br /&gt;He was like:&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL CAN PLAY. YOU ALL CAN PLAY!!&lt;br /&gt;We didn't feel like going, but he felt more assured than us.&lt;br /&gt;(Darren, Jeremiah &amp; Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up having Dylan hogging the computer up, &amp;amp; me only using for a mere 4 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in between this measly 4 minutes, he had to intrude &amp; push my hands off the keys to play -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren &amp;amp; Jeremiah did not have a chance to use, only after dylan gone out with his mother after she came home could they secretly, stealthily sneak into the Master Bedroom to play for a lame 10-15minutes. Hospitality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran out on knowing Dylan (&amp; His Mom) had arrived, &amp;amp; we walked to the bus-stop together.&lt;br /&gt;It was sweltering, not to mention my 10 ton bag pulling my shoulders onto the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked all the way to the bus-stop that had bus 12 as an option, only to witness the bus going off the bus-stop when i was like 300m away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like UGHWTFWTFWTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I checked my wallet, only to find a measly 2 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;No taxi, no bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Of course I would not want to wait for a whole 15/20 minutes for another bus 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked to the bus-stop that I usually go to, in that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fucking &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;weather &amp;amp; that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; heavy bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was darned pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only then dad asked me if I needed a ride home. ZZZZZZZZZZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-5648031409072316035?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5648031409072316035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5648031409072316035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5648031409072316035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5648031409072316035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/ten-top-trivia-tips-about-ryan-1.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6477845068145757046</id><published>2007-06-27T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T12:59:18.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol, finally had time to update.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;Ytd slept so early lor, never do anything &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6477845068145757046?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6477845068145757046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6477845068145757046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6477845068145757046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6477845068145757046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/lol-finally-had-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8699079307245315054</id><published>2007-06-17T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:43.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5BMg6YFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Io6x2Ge-MSY/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5BMg6YFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Io6x2Ge-MSY/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076886110143668306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is their must have hair. o.o Influenced by Rain, I guess o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5Bsg6YGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_lOdYz9jC7g/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5Bsg6YGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_lOdYz9jC7g/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076886118733602914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad liked the stall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5B8g6YHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-wlPuR9Q9xQ/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5B8g6YHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-wlPuR9Q9xQ/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076886123028570226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice roller coaster! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5Ccg6YJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QckoYcpVjX0/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5Ccg6YJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QckoYcpVjX0/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076886131618504850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Joycelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS03Mg6YAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/d4Y70NFc_OU/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS03Mg6YAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/d4Y70NFc_OU/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076881540298465282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zulia &amp; Joycelyn o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS03cg6YBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ePccnK8dgA0/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS03cg6YBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ePccnK8dgA0/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076881544593432594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Auntie Susan &amp; daughters (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS03sg6YCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Y3tcJNI0ZEE/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS03sg6YCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Y3tcJNI0ZEE/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076881548888399906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rice plantation I guess o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS038g6YDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ChXNTU0EYoY/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS038g6YDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ChXNTU0EYoY/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076881553183367218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brother's hands. Strawberry farm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS04Mg6YEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cRBXEM3JjlY/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS04Mg6YEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cRBXEM3JjlY/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076881557478334530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teddybear Farm!! LOL. Didn't know they had such things :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxw8g6X7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Em9SLBYmZcw/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxw8g6X7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Em9SLBYmZcw/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076878134389399474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Err... random bear sitting on a rock? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxxMg6X8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HbruQ6Snhxc/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxxMg6X8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HbruQ6Snhxc/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076878138684366786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I liked the shadow o.o Diaooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxxcg6X9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Fpr1ju6edE8/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxxcg6X9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Fpr1ju6edE8/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076878142979334098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Panda! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxxsg6X-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1y_6PlX1oWU/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxxsg6X-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1y_6PlX1oWU/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076878147274301410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear doll house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxx8g6X_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Vw3-orXiuCc/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSxx8g6X_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Vw3-orXiuCc/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076878151569268722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bears farming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3Mg6X2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/awJdkIrpZ3k/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3Mg6X2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/awJdkIrpZ3k/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076876042740326242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3cg6X3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/eFgPH5iNWs4/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3cg6X3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/eFgPH5iNWs4/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076876047035293554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3sg6X4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/chOVb1ln4nQ/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3sg6X4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/chOVb1ln4nQ/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076876051330260866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, Dad said that I was wasting alot of film and battery power :x But I liked this one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3sg6X5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/yPnHTQkcxbU/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv3sg6X5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/yPnHTQkcxbU/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076876051330260882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ditto :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv4Mg6X6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/6ag-DvtFhwY/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSv4Mg6X6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/6ag-DvtFhwY/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076876059920195490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuKcg6XxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5HV1HiFvXYU/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuKcg6XxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5HV1HiFvXYU/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076874174429552402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ditto :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuKsg6XyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rajMoozyoXI/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuKsg6XyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rajMoozyoXI/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076874178724519714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ditto :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuK8g6XzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/I_cMGjSAHpI/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuK8g6XzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/I_cMGjSAHpI/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076874183019487026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ditto :x From some bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuLMg6X0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z5wZyGEvf1A/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuLMg6X0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z5wZyGEvf1A/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076874187314454338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice view again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuLcg6X1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/wZ673zdF7IA/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSuLcg6X1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/wZ673zdF7IA/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076874191609421650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some entrance to a temple/palace? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrQsg6XsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vNMerSI67Hs/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrQsg6XsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vNMerSI67Hs/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076870983268851394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No idea o.o But it's nice lor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrR8g6XuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vcnSwO-ttjU/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrR8g6XuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vcnSwO-ttjU/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076871004743687906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wanted to focus on the 2 plants on the front, but it seems they are the most pixelated ones o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrSsg6XvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2ik12GQn98s/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrSsg6XvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2ik12GQn98s/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076871017628589810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view is stunning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrTMg6XwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_NbjuWYWj-U/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSrTMg6XwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_NbjuWYWj-U/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076871026218524418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Typical night in a seoul night market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpMcg6XnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QFe_t02vLKk/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpMcg6XnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QFe_t02vLKk/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076868711231151730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Punishments, I guess. Joycelyn was like "WAH! 可以打就打得够" I was like o.o So evil to her own sister o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpM8g6XoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6438wPyIc4I/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpM8g6XoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6438wPyIc4I/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076868719821086338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dunno what this was o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpNMg6XpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/p-ha6lo5AEY/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpNMg6XpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/p-ha6lo5AEY/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076868724116053650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo :D The fence behind is the division of North and South Korea. Cross and die :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpNcg6XqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Co_YIfyQALQ/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpNcg6XqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Co_YIfyQALQ/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076868728411020962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some train?? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpNcg6XrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iLovz2roK9s/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSpNcg6XrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iLovz2roK9s/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076868728411020978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;North korea seen on top of a skyscraper :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkRcg6XiI/AAAAAAAAADs/JlV3hXbmQ_A/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkRcg6XiI/AAAAAAAAADs/JlV3hXbmQ_A/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076863299572358690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Palace. This place was built for the filming of Da Chang Jin. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkRsg6XjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LFLk0XcGz60/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkRsg6XjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LFLk0XcGz60/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076863303867326002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkR8g6XkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/w4ur7ot5jKI/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkR8g6XkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/w4ur7ot5jKI/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076863308162293314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lake/pond o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkSMg6XlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zd8FPtDhFnQ/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkSMg6XlI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zd8FPtDhFnQ/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+598.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076863312457260626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo! Notice the lake behind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkScg6XmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FELPJMpYAWk/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnSkScg6XmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FELPJMpYAWk/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076863316752227938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Children running o.o Nice backdrop :D&lt;br /&gt;Had no time to post the rest of the pictures :x&lt;br /&gt;Finally found time to do so today :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8699079307245315054?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8699079307245315054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8699079307245315054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8699079307245315054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8699079307245315054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-their-must-have-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RnS5BMg6YFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Io6x2Ge-MSY/s72-c/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2865517409783724923</id><published>2007-06-11T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:45.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oops, accidentally published the previous post o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX1sg6XdI/AAAAAAAAADE/JJhsWGN1Z0M/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074597828877770194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX1sg6XdI/AAAAAAAAADE/JJhsWGN1Z0M/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX18g6XeI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zfi-XN5ha8M/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074597833172737506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX18g6XeI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zfi-XN5ha8M/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX2Mg6XfI/AAAAAAAAADU/NgbFy7e_FnI/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074597837467704818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX2Mg6XfI/AAAAAAAAADU/NgbFy7e_FnI/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanterns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX2cg6XgI/AAAAAAAAADc/8SxO2gGesYU/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074597841762672130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX2cg6XgI/AAAAAAAAADc/8SxO2gGesYU/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE Lanterns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX2sg6XhI/AAAAAAAAADk/qfoTBA6cdYA/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+622.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWmcg6XYI/AAAAAAAAACc/DFABq-7TLKc/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074596467373137282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWmcg6XYI/AAAAAAAAACc/DFABq-7TLKc/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even MORE Lanterns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWmsg6XZI/AAAAAAAAACk/Q5B2Eb7DOlE/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074596471668104594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWmsg6XZI/AAAAAAAAACk/Q5B2Eb7DOlE/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted this cute dog when walking back to the coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWm8g6XaI/AAAAAAAAACs/QmcQdhl_RIo/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074596475963071906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWm8g6XaI/AAAAAAAAACs/QmcQdhl_RIo/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Zulia with make-up o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWnMg6XbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MgAEhpGaAwM/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074596480258039218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWnMg6XbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MgAEhpGaAwM/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother straining his eyes from the sun, acting shuai. *Pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWncg6XcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VzEnDmoui_c/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074596484553006530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyWncg6XcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VzEnDmoui_c/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo, my mother loved the flowers o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue later, now gna play audition with darren :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2865517409783724923?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2865517409783724923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2865517409783724923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2865517409783724923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2865517409783724923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/oops-accidentally-published-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyX1sg6XdI/AAAAAAAAADE/JJhsWGN1Z0M/s72-c/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-680190159152971217</id><published>2007-06-11T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:46.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTKsg6XTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8Ny-jTHGlLo/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074592692096884018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTKsg6XTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8Ny-jTHGlLo/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is cute, matching uniforms &amp; matching bags :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTLMg6XUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YqZknIx_Kvc/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074592700686818626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTLMg6XUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YqZknIx_Kvc/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys facing us with UN-Glam asses T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTLcg6XVI/AAAAAAAAACE/mSak0j3ZwnQ/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074592704981785938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTLcg6XVI/AAAAAAAAACE/mSak0j3ZwnQ/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is adorable! Ahhaha, they want foood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTLsg6XWI/AAAAAAAAACM/tF6RT5abmto/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074592709276753250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTLsg6XWI/AAAAAAAAACM/tF6RT5abmto/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice feathers, nice colours, nice cage. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTL8g6XXI/AAAAAAAAACU/M556jJvJuuc/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074592713571720562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTL8g6XXI/AAAAAAAAACU/M556jJvJuuc/s320/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother. We had to buy bird seeds, and there would be a flock of birds flying to your hand. Pretty fun, if you ask me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-680190159152971217?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/680190159152971217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=680190159152971217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/680190159152971217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/680190159152971217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/continued.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/RmyTKsg6XTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8Ny-jTHGlLo/s72-c/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6398255866061559622</id><published>2007-06-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:17:48.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decided to post, due to the ugliness of the blockquoted On Hiatus on the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Like, Wtf. Juicaye! [Quoted from SiSui's Blog]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tuesday, June 5, 2007                 &lt;div class="post uncustomized-post-template"&gt;     &lt;a name="5250644268496399128"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;                          &lt;a set="yes" linkindex="2" href="http://dottdot.blogspot.com/2007/06/urgh.html"&gt;Urgh&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Sum1's been hauntin my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;It made my dreams horrible,&lt;br /&gt;But i wouldnt consider them Nightmares&lt;br /&gt;ITs because i like those dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Like them to much..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Cant stop thinking about you,&lt;br /&gt;Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;Recently i fell in love with stars and the number : 7&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i won a lucky draw&lt;br /&gt;A minor one,&lt;br /&gt;My consolation prize was glow-in-the-dark stars&lt;br /&gt;And My number was 0007&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;If you put 7 and stars and fell in loe with,&lt;br /&gt;IT would look something like this :&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with *******&lt;br /&gt;OK, that was random, maybe i should change stars to Money,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with $$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;Looks so much better&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Stars&lt;br /&gt;You know, whatever stars u look at is 10-60 yrs from wad u see&lt;br /&gt;That means, if u see an object on the stars,&lt;br /&gt;The object was there 10-60 yrs ago..&lt;br /&gt;And if the star died,&lt;br /&gt;You would still see it until  10-60 yrs ago&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Y would i say that?&lt;br /&gt;Well, its cuz of the speed of light in vacuum and the distance and so light can only reach...&lt;br /&gt;Fine, lets not get nerdy, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;Stars..&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala stars&lt;br /&gt;So much more interesting then textbooks&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which im holding one right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is there about stars?&lt;br /&gt;Stars are the stuff i see on my report card accomapany-ing The alphabet "A"&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Fine, im not that smart..&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt;     &lt;p class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt;       &lt;span class="post-author"&gt;                    Posted by S.S                &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;                    at                    &lt;a linkindex="3" class="timestamp-link" href="http://dottdot.blogspot.com/2007/06/urgh.html" title="permanent link"&gt;9:51 PM&lt;/a&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;                                  &lt;a linkindex="4" class="comment-link" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5802464900726610318&amp;postID=5250644268496399128" onclick=""&gt;0 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Monday, June 4, 2007&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;       &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;                                              &lt;div class="post uncustomized-post-template"&gt;     &lt;a name="6010884141032831408"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;                          &lt;a linkindex="6" href="http://dottdot.blogspot.com/2007/06/r-r-and-s-wots-with-these-alphabets.html"&gt;R, R, A, AND S, wots with these alphabets NEWAYS?!?!&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;       &lt;p&gt;I just realise smth: during the 3D2N band camp, Ryan kept Gasping whenever he saw rachael..&lt;br /&gt;Wads with him neways?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;It was ultimate crazy : It bugged me after the first day&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;And i was so pisssed i decided to bug him by doing the same&lt;br /&gt;Then:&lt;br /&gt;Alan had nth better to do :&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i ask smth which involves a person for an answer,&lt;br /&gt;He, for no reason whatsoever, will mention her name&lt;br /&gt;Like Wth&lt;br /&gt;Rachael got so magnetic meh?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;BTW :&lt;br /&gt;RACHAEL's LVL position is a nice 200 below ryan's&lt;br /&gt;There's not s'pose to be any link&lt;br /&gt;But it sure sounds nice&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;That anyone can be thinking of,&lt;br /&gt;What ever gossips that may or may not be going round&lt;br /&gt;I wanna announce to the whole world that&lt;br /&gt;Im loyal,&lt;br /&gt;To my one and only&lt;br /&gt;true love:&lt;br /&gt;*************************8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, that was a random no. of stars&lt;br /&gt;They sure look pretty&lt;br /&gt;**** ***&lt;br /&gt;*** ****&lt;br /&gt;Yet another wonderful set of stars&lt;br /&gt;Pretty stars hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Dilligence is wad Ancient farmers&lt;br /&gt;Had when&lt;br /&gt;They practiced agriculture&lt;br /&gt;_NO LINK_&lt;br /&gt;yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Dilligence is the key to successs in life&lt;br /&gt;Mmmhhmm&lt;br /&gt;The farmers worked so hard only to know that&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;br /&gt;A twister comes and takes their lifetime savings away&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Thats where dilligence can get u&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;Time to be dilligent and mUG&lt;br /&gt;Zzz&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt;     &lt;p class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt;       &lt;span class="post-author"&gt;                    Posted by S.S                &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;                    at                    &lt;a linkindex="7" class="timestamp-link" href="http://dottdot.blogspot.com/2007/06/r-r-and-s-wots-with-these-alphabets.html" title="permanent link"&gt;7:55 AM&lt;/a&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;                                  &lt;a linkindex="8" class="comment-link" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5802464900726610318&amp;postID=6010884141032831408" onclick=""&gt;1 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sunday, June 3, 2007&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;       &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;                                                   &lt;a name="7107455956949243244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;                          &lt;a linkindex="10" href="http://dottdot.blogspot.com/2007/06/band-camp-07.html"&gt;Band Camp : 07&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Yes yes, its been a long.. long.. time..&lt;br /&gt;Ummhmm,&lt;br /&gt;You can take it that i have come from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Come revived from the dead,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there was this band camp&lt;br /&gt;MAN, IT WAS COOOOOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My best EVA!!!&lt;br /&gt;First DAY :&lt;br /&gt;ROCK CLIMBING : Ryan was so darn scared to climb the rock wall, cuz we started with the&lt;br /&gt;slope( the one that when u start climbing, u lean backwards already)&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;Met this pro climber, ernest&lt;br /&gt;Man, was he cool&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Scaled those walls as quickly as i can finish my maths hw,&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe even FASTER&lt;br /&gt;Lol, that means faster than godlike?&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Well, later we came back and do usal stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, THE DAYS TURNED FROM ICE_COOL TO FIERY_HOT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Y?&lt;br /&gt;First thing, Caroline (sec2) pissed weng siong (sec4) off..&lt;br /&gt;Not hot enough?&lt;br /&gt;Well, then she chatted off when temporary BM: Gao xing was making announcements...&lt;br /&gt;Gao xing was pissed...&lt;br /&gt;Then..&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;Gao xing wanted to see if caroline was listening, so she asked caroline to repeat wad was announced..&lt;br /&gt;Caroline totally Kao Pei her la!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was real hot&lt;br /&gt;That moment passed REALLY quickly,&lt;br /&gt;But in that short span, u could see the heat in their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Whose side am i on?&lt;br /&gt;I im on the side of the BR near the risers&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LAUGHING MY HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i was laughing&lt;br /&gt;Then (nearly) the whole saxotribe (according to sum1 from that section) went&lt;br /&gt;: GO GAOXING&lt;, GIVE IT TO HER HAiX Well, wad was most fun was the election, HEre are the Trumpet section VOTES FoR SL's (Correct me if im wrong) HUIQI -----&gt;&gt; by RT&lt;br /&gt;SISUI-----&gt;&gt; 4 VOTE(S)----&gt;&gt; BY Yan bing, SHELDON, HUIQI, CAROLINE&lt;br /&gt;ALAN-----&gt;&gt; 6 VOTE(S)----&gt;&gt; ALL THE SEC1's and 2' except alan, ss,caroline&lt;br /&gt;CAROLINE-----&gt;&gt; O VOTE(S)&lt;br /&gt;HUIMIN----&gt;&gt; 1 VOTES(S)&lt;br /&gt;SANDY-----&gt;&gt; 1 VOTE(S)----&gt;&gt; Me, cuz i i felt bored, and the SeNIORS, on seeing this, may have a laugh&lt;br /&gt;THE REST----&gt;&gt; O VOTES(S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp, interesting&lt;br /&gt;Trumpet section's ec1 and 2's dun take this seriously&lt;br /&gt;Actually, they wanted to SABO alan =p&lt;br /&gt;Well, the most interesting thing is :&lt;br /&gt;MY SENIORS SUPPORT ME&lt; liked =")" does ="p"&gt;             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span class="post-author"&gt;                    Posted by S.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Korea trip was fun, &amp; The weather was wonderful [Although it was summer then]!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random pictures of the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwbb8g6XJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xzmG5OUkvLQ/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwbccg6XMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/_5U2wBf68Nw/s200/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074461055644228802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwbcsg6XNI/AAAAAAAAABE/zZQiHCFrxoM/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwbcsg6XNI/AAAAAAAAABE/zZQiHCFrxoM/s200/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074461059939196114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;" class="date-header"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe6Mg6XOI/AAAAAAAAABM/2U9grLZA-w8/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe6Mg6XOI/AAAAAAAAABM/2U9grLZA-w8/s200/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074464865280220386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe6cg6XPI/AAAAAAAAABU/BXz8CmUsYTQ/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe6cg6XPI/AAAAAAAAABU/BXz8CmUsYTQ/s200/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074464869575187698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe6sg6XQI/AAAAAAAAABc/e29BXc0Pk04/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe6sg6XQI/AAAAAAAAABc/e29BXc0Pk04/s200/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074464873870155010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe7Mg6XRI/AAAAAAAAABk/-WOVZCwCoSc/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe7Mg6XRI/AAAAAAAAABk/-WOVZCwCoSc/s200/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074464882460089618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe7cg6XSI/AAAAAAAAABs/OkflecX4i_A/s1600-h/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwe7cg6XSI/AAAAAAAAABs/OkflecX4i_A/s200/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074464886755056930" 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;10 Pictures is all I can post, Really gotta catch some sleeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue tomorrow! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6398255866061559622?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6398255866061559622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6398255866061559622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6398255866061559622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6398255866061559622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/decided-to-post-due-to-ugliness-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0tQTI8IkfN0/Rmwbb8g6XJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xzmG5OUkvLQ/s72-c/Korea+Trip+4th+June+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7717984198511536931</id><published>2007-06-03T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T16:35:07.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:370%;"&gt;On Hiatus &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Holidaying, don't miss me :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o"&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;Band camp just finished.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I haven't packed for tomorrow's Korea trip.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf luhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiredd.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7717984198511536931?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7717984198511536931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7717984198511536931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7717984198511536931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7717984198511536931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-hiatus-y-ps-holidaying-dont-miss-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3186236190341145656</id><published>2007-05-26T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:58:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting addicted to Symphony No.3 By James Barnes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY MVT 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baritone Sax Solo! :DD&lt;br /&gt;The Bass Oboe Solos are also beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for band today, &amp;amp; FOUND MY LONG LOST CONCERT FILE!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, it was under the euphonium section o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Symphony &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3186236190341145656?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3186236190341145656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3186236190341145656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3186236190341145656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3186236190341145656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2784159198516136384</id><published>2007-05-26T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:00:08.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for the VJ concert today.&lt;br /&gt;It was really goood :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the last piece, Symphony No. 3 by James Barnes.&lt;br /&gt;I have the MP3 of it, but never really listened to it before -.-&lt;br /&gt;Nor did I know that it was 40 minutes long o.o" [All 4 Movements]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Movement 3 the most. It was dam emo lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I felt like crying when I listened to them play.&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; The Emcees were fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; They had so many instruments lorrrrr. Haha o.o"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2784159198516136384?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2784159198516136384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2784159198516136384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2784159198516136384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2784159198516136384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-for-vj-concert-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8394205384634849505</id><published>2007-05-24T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:45:30.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So we're gonna get our report books back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the heat &amp; pressure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure to get like. a bottom 10 in class, considering the fact that: There are tons of people better than me, as I got a measly 63+ for average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random information:&lt;br /&gt;I was 30th in class last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;You know how it feels like, being one of he top pupils back in primary scholol, and then getting positions like 27 &amp;amp; 30 in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I hope is that I get below 25 for class position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, that may sound like chiken feet to you, but look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure in written subjects [As well as PE] who only does quite well in Art, that has no hope of pulling up my overall average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8394205384634849505?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8394205384634849505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8394205384634849505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8394205384634849505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8394205384634849505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-were-gonna-get-our-report-books-back.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-3586357497486996526</id><published>2007-05-24T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:48:46.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SISUI LOVES RACHAEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; There's simply no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I lost my concert file.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know what happened to it,&lt;br /&gt;I havent touched it since the concert was over.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Now its disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aye, have I left it at some tutorial classroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;LIKEWIND&lt;3&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-3586357497486996526?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3586357497486996526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=3586357497486996526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3586357497486996526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/3586357497486996526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8412649546559906572</id><published>2007-05-24T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:30:54.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally can use.&lt;br /&gt;But all I've got is a stupid laptop.&lt;br /&gt;It lags every single time I go some other page.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It hangs when I go into Audition.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wtf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the computer will be mine to use tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah, Darren, Dylan, Clarisse, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shiyun&lt;/span&gt;, Alfie.&lt;br /&gt;Lets play Audition tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deprove&lt;/span&gt; in my Audition skills [If I even have any.] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ehh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5 days never play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lehhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flooding my ears with Like Wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the umpteenth time, Its really emotional &amp;amp; It doesnt bore my ears every time I play it over &amp;amp; over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother calls me a no life o.o"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8412649546559906572?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8412649546559906572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8412649546559906572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8412649546559906572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8412649546559906572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/muahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7467671368661884747</id><published>2007-05-18T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:14:51.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'm such a lousy student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy grades, lousy attitude towards studying, lousy at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only Art that pulls me up, or who knows if I'll get a stupid C6 for my overall average. It's currently a B4, 63.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It's like. I got 91.2 for art? I mean like really-&lt;br /&gt;I might even fail without art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my crappy results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: 57.1; C5&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: [Calculation error &gt;&lt;]; ?&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 61.9; B4&lt;br /&gt;Science: 54.0; C6&lt;br /&gt;Geography: 60.0; B4&lt;br /&gt;History: 69.6; B3&lt;br /&gt;Literature: 65.3; B3&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics: 60.3; B4&lt;br /&gt;Visual Arts: 91.2; A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, as you can see, not even an A in sight, other than art.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to mug this holidays, study what I've been missing out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aye, everyone knows that this enthusiasm is only short-term.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to june holidays, god knows what I'll be doing.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH; I really have to get As.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid history, 0.4 more marks -.- &amp; BERC DOESN'T WANT TO ROUND IT UP.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it's his fault, just that he can't.&lt;br /&gt;Why not??? T.T&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Cchms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; like LOL, I LOVE MARCUS.&lt;br /&gt;He asked the Wu Mei Xian teacher whether we can go back to class, [after the spot check she had done on us.] { Apparently, it was the most slipshod one, &amp;amp; i just brushed my hair across, &amp; she didn't notice. Aye, Is my hair too curly? -.- Wtf I hate my hair -.- &amp; Ahhhaha, lucky i cut my nails 2 days ago. Or Chua Chor Loon would have cut both my nails &amp;amp; my hair -.-&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, not that I don't want to cut them, but it's just that I have no freaking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIMETIMETIME;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is time T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like Slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need the 5 marks for english, or even that miserable C5 would not be able to be sustained -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, &amp; i only did the music review thing. [corrections] Well, hope he gives me a 3 marks for that, &amp;amp; I would still have my C5 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have I turned into such an accademically-weak person.&lt;br /&gt;I used to do reasonably well in primary school. Looked forward to exams, &amp; looked forward to getting the results back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Really, I was even more slack during primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never even opened my books a day or two before exams, but I still manage to get at least a 70-80 score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mug like hell, &amp; I end up failing, or getting shitty Cs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it my learning style?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a VAK :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Mr Smith told me that I did well in primary school, but not so well in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;Like he was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I face fails &amp; Cs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is my brain going to change it's learning style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[No wonder I had Art to pull up my average :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VISUALVISUALVISUAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Wtf, why cannot uplaod image T.T Just wanted a chance to show my newly found shitty photoshop skills! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7467671368661884747?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7467671368661884747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7467671368661884747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7467671368661884747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7467671368661884747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/haiis.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8784194992389688722</id><published>2007-05-15T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:22:53.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Added a beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;Give it time to buffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano solo at the start, then the strings comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soothing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 oboe solo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, why does it take so long to buffer T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8784194992389688722?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8784194992389688722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8784194992389688722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8784194992389688722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8784194992389688722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/added-beautiful-song.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1432843646353280797</id><published>2007-05-15T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:54:07.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I've stop feeling so err... Secretive of my results anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Not that they're fabulous or anything, just that I thought- Why hide?&lt;br /&gt;Even if we fail or do badly, &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;setbacks are there, so that we'll grow stronger yeah?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Why hide?&lt;br /&gt;Even if people like YK mock you, you know- You have done all you can.&lt;br /&gt;Study wise, time management wise.&lt;br /&gt;You have done your best.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; You know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let them laugh, but never ever see it as an obstacle to excel in life.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like Wendy told me some time earlier, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; falling down doesn't mean you're incapable. what really matters is how you view your problems after the incident, and what you intend to do after that. If you succumb towards your problems, well, then I would say, you've lost the battle. All problems can be solved. If it's not solved, then it's not the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Failures are there.&lt;br /&gt;It's how you deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;Succumb, or not to succumb.&lt;br /&gt;Its all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, What's all these for -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Credits to: &lt;a href="http://wenndyy.blogspot.com"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt;, for the inspirational words (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is-&lt;br /&gt;English, 26/50 [C6] { Currently.&lt;br /&gt;Maths, 67/100 [B3] { It's ok, I can do better next time (:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, 53.5/100 [C6] { Again, I WILL do better next time :D&lt;br /&gt;Science, 49/100 [D7] { Unlucky? Or just plain dumb. You decide.&lt;br /&gt;History, 38/50 [A1] { &amp; I told myself; Pass &amp; You ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;Literature, 45/75 [B4] { Ah well, I still love Lit :D&lt;br /&gt;Geography, ?/? [?] { ?&lt;br /&gt;Art, 72.5/85 [?] { I'm actually not so sure whether it's out of 85 or 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have left to either pull me up, pull me down, or stay the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography.&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;Geography;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1432843646353280797?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1432843646353280797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1432843646353280797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1432843646353280797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1432843646353280797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/results.html' title='Results.'/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5934980004622663205</id><published>2007-05-13T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:51:59.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;New skin.&lt;br /&gt;The Colours are Way light o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squint if you must! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went for the retarded Cheng's Association thing, at some cheenah restaurant. They booked the whole restaurant leh o.o" around 50+ tables.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. It sounds dam gay lah, pls -.-" 68th Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months older then our school leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOWONDER-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The banner was so darned freaking gay;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine some cheap red fabric, with fugly yellow chinese words painted on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The em-cee was so unprofessional;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine XueYing pausing once every 10 seconds to figure out how to read the next word during last year's concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cheng's Association Anthem was ear-piercing.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine some retarded man singing like some croaking frog, only with a much lower voice, with disgusting digital music in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;They had some sort of karaoke competition, &amp; there was another ear piercing shit after the retarded anthem. * the karaoke thing lasted for the entire night -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you get the idea ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the restaurant served disgusting food too.&lt;br /&gt;Chewy fish, Hard deserts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUVK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was the worst dining experience I've ever had in my life. I ended up with a splitting headache, thanks to the loudness of the karaoke singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? Retarded association, retarded anniversary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-5934980004622663205?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5934980004622663205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5934980004622663205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5934980004622663205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5934980004622663205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8420760437937615814</id><published>2007-05-12T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:10:00.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;A few changes to the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Right Clicks Enabled! Say bye to the days of frustration... err... Without right clicking? O.O"&lt;br /&gt;-Font Bigger. Strain your poor little eyes no more!&lt;br /&gt;-Tiny boxes when you hover over links! Seriously I prefer the last time one more -.-"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think I shld delete that retarded post at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stars. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. It's 1.10 T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8420760437937615814?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8420760437937615814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8420760437937615814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8420760437937615814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8420760437937615814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/few-changes-to-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5853436521451362627</id><published>2007-05-11T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:14:44.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really counts on this lit paper.&lt;br /&gt;If I can get at least a B3, I would take lit in Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Stars that brightened your day was deleted. What a pitaye T.T]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol what was that shit for man -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Decided to take lit even if i fail.&lt;br /&gt;Because.&lt;br /&gt;I. LOVE. LIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the bongbong Kwek la -.-&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;Name given by WeeShan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. bongbong lit teacher's abit retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; She doesn't really pay atention to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially her skirts that fly up to a whooping 180 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-5853436521451362627?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5853436521451362627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5853436521451362627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-really-counts-on-this-lit-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8686200397604690422</id><published>2007-05-10T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:02:59.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MidYears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese- C6&lt;br /&gt;Art-A1&lt;br /&gt;English-D7&lt;br /&gt;Maths-A1 (So far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like. On off on off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8686200397604690422?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8686200397604690422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8686200397604690422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8686200397604690422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8686200397604690422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2028734790762345933</id><published>2007-05-09T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:05:12.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Back from Hiatus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography was disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;I was like.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! The whole thing's done :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; So I had nothing to do, &amp;amp; there was around 30 mins left. So I turned to the front page, &amp; I saw: "Use a fresh sheet of paper for each question" Zzz. So, I rewrote everything.&lt;br /&gt;On new sheets of papers, duh. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway had chinese back today.&lt;br /&gt;C6. Screw chinese. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, study until so hard only to get such a pathetic low mark.&lt;br /&gt;Aye, who cares man.&lt;br /&gt;I have art to pull me up :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Pinning all my hopes on literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really hope I'll do well for this MYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz, nothing to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2028734790762345933?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2028734790762345933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2028734790762345933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2028734790762345933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2028734790762345933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1614050136811013261</id><published>2007-05-03T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:25:18.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;On Hiatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                     P/s; Gotta Mug, you see.&lt;br /&gt;                                                     &amp;amp; don't miss me :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1614050136811013261?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1614050136811013261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1614050136811013261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1614050136811013261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1614050136811013261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-hiatus-y-ps-gotta-mug-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7521573356016368326</id><published>2007-04-30T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:58:03.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzz, dont feel like continuing the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares man, like who reads my blog anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are starting to mock my friendliness, that is, my affinity to wave like there's no tomorrow :D. YeShen suddenly, when Berc&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was teaching halfway, shouted &amp; waved to me. Well, I couldn't bear to dao people like rachl does, so I gave him the wave of the century. (o.o")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you got the idea ehh. I gave him the most gay expression I could ever give anyone, &amp;amp; he started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. Others around him also started to join in the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it was only then I realised that my waves are such a big source of embarrassment. Like Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Berc&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was just plain creepy today.&lt;br /&gt;His "talk" built from inspirational to a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;He had this silent intensity in his voice, &amp; his wide-opened eyes that kept staring at me [For some reason, that I have the slightest idea of]. Zzz. &amp;amp; he had to tell Mr Ahmad, just like he did when Dylan was being dishonest -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan is a no life, he kept reminding me that today was the 2nd week anniversary of his act of dishonesty that positioned Berc&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a mere inch from breaking down into tears of bereavement, despair, dismal, despondence, languish... Anyway, you get the idea, ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I have an extremely extensive vocabulary :D&lt;br /&gt;Like LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Argh. Who cares man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not taking history in Sec3 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;*But thanks to Henry, I'm considering to take history in Sec3. He said that I could like sort of kill 2 birds with 1 stone, because SS uses almost the same techniques in answering the questions.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. I want to sleep, &amp;amp; I'm gonna sleep right now, up to 10am to make up for today's incessant 5:30 alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it. Tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Can I get any unluckier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;What&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7521573356016368326?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7521573356016368326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7521573356016368326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7521573356016368326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7521573356016368326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/zzz-dont-feel-like-continuing-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-5858923759286588321</id><published>2007-04-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:29:14.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL. I had this stupid window opened for a few hours now.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rachl said that the recycling was out of 45 T.T&lt;br /&gt;Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;I took so much time &amp; effort into sticking those fugly beads, drawing that stupid plant, super glue-ing that stupid can, super glue-ing those stupid candles, finding that stupid white base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; All I got is a stupid 34?&lt;br /&gt;Like Where did the 11 marks go?&lt;br /&gt;Just because I used very few recycled materials?&lt;br /&gt;What about Dylan's stupid group?&lt;br /&gt;He only got a random shoebox from his home, painted it black &amp; Silver in the most slipshod manner I have ever seen, &amp;amp; then pasted retarded looking maple characters on the top of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just got this scissors &amp; started cutting to his heart's content, none of the lines are even exactly alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so its like a stupid half black-half silver shoe box with maple characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; He got 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yap, I so wanna slap you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look. I have put in so much effort, &amp; you deduct 11 marks for such a minor piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe it wasn't really nice &amp;amp; stuffs, but did you have to traumatise me so much by giving me such a low mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, What am I saying.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MERELY ART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Art that can pull me up if I fail any subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Art that can brighten up my day after a toture of other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Art that can... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. The Irony~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;What&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Later then continue with my post, now gotta catch the last episode of that 9pm show.&lt;br /&gt;What's the title again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To be continued...*&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/37786144-5858923759286588321?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5858923759286588321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=5858923759286588321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5858923759286588321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/5858923759286588321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2288448204113368312</id><published>2007-04-28T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:36:48.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what,&lt;br /&gt;Im scoring misarably for my important subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take chinese as an exmaple.&lt;br /&gt;I got a freaking 50/100 for the class test &gt;&lt; &amp; i dropped like 25.5 marks?!! Like &lt;s&gt;What&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; YAY to My tutor, Miss Janice. I was failing maths every now &amp; then before she started to tutor me, but after she came, I had been scoring quite well for maths. I got a 16/20 for the test, &amp;amp; thinking of it makes me want to box yk &amp; sisui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;What&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They scored like 19 &amp; 19.5 respectively la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althogh I got 72/80 for art, Im quite pissed some idiotic stuff. Here's the score for the art stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Making a useful item out of recycled materials- 34/40. Apparently I didnt really use recycled materials, hence the deduction of 6 whole marks T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Letter-Box- 9/10. Apparently, I lost the freaking mark just because I handed in late. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Full Body view of manga character- 10/10. &amp; I thought I screwed up o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Front View (Face) Of Mange Character- 9/10. Just because I didnt draw some "guidelines" in colour pencils, I lost 1 mark T.T [I completed it during recess :x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;3/4 View (Face) Of Manga Character- 10/10. This was difficult. I spent the whole night drawing this T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I could have easily gotten a 74.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. Stop it man, &amp;amp; I thought I could get a high mark out of my recycling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at dylan's house &lt;u&gt;again.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, he went to show me that he uploaded GR into his MP3 -.-"&lt;br /&gt;So I listened to it &amp;amp; did my work at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYAY. Completed the &lt;s&gt;fugly&lt;/s&gt; maths worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;But havent done the 2004 MYE paper 2 &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz, rachl I have nothing to blog about la.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2288448204113368312?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2288448204113368312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2288448204113368312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2288448204113368312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2288448204113368312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-what-im-scoring-misarably-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-348046327040406572</id><published>2007-04-25T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:47:14.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalala,&lt;br /&gt;So had lessons today as usual la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I REALLY WANT BAND T.T&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life really feels meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, listening to our SYF pieces :D&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Mr Chiang's student recorded it with his phone.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, &amp; there was a sign at the entrance clearly starting that "No recording was allowed".&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;Who cares abt all that crappy shit man.&lt;br /&gt;Actually we did, or we would have brought our mikes,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; mr wong would be lifelessly adjusting it to "60 degrees"&lt;br /&gt;Lol, no offence there :x&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Tiong Ann would be the "X" Wait. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Is it some "Senior Engineer" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf -.-"&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so idiotic &amp;amp; retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Like WOW. I would be an engineer when I grow up if all i would do is to click buttons,&lt;i&gt;play with CCHMS band with feelings &amp; &lt;u&gt;enjoyment&lt;/u&gt;:D&lt;/i&gt;, &amp;amp; then click buttons again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. In other words, BEING A PART OF CHUNG CHENG HIGH SCHOOL MAIN CONCERT BAND ROCKS! :D Lolol. Is it me, or am I obsessed with band :x Oh, I think I LOVE band, so much so that Im obsessed with it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Can you just stop that Band loving thing in every one of your posts, Ryan -.-"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shut up Ryan, This is MY post, &amp; I type what I want to type&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You should be the one shutting up. Hey Im also doing my part in this post, you know&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yea, Whatever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I must be crazy. Talking to myself again &gt;&lt;" TELL ME THAT I HAVE NO LIFE. &lt;i&gt;Sisui, have you bought your life? If not, I hope to accompany you. I REALLY NEED A LIFE, &amp;amp; FAST"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut this getting a life talk up, Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE I GO AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;What&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oops :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, Betcha cant read that ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYES.&lt;br /&gt;Had Science with Infra today,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I could see that she was about to be heart-brokened.&lt;br /&gt;You know what she said to us about her dear little 1metre ruler?&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want me to break this ruler into half be knocking it on tables every 5 minutes? I have been doing that for sometime so already, &amp;amp; I can see that it's going to break anytime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww, like how sad. Bet your heart was in pain &amp; agony every single time you hit your ruler on the table. But do you have to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhNo you don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can just put that fugly speaker of yours on your ass, like what you did the other time. That would create enough err... Whatever to keep our volume down, like you always tell us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, I seriously should stop flaming teachers :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, daddaye fetched Marvin &amp;amp; Weikang to the bus stop. They were like forcing me to get him to drop them off at Bedok, or even tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;" &amp; so, My daddaye had no time to. So I told them that he was tired. &amp;amp; he had to rest. &lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;What&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Whats with the "daddaye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Anyway he was embarrasing, talking about all sorts of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey daddaye, we dont need some "Conversation Starters", just continue to drive~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was kinda rude T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-348046327040406572?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/348046327040406572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=348046327040406572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/348046327040406572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/348046327040406572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/lalala-so-had-lessons-today-as-usual-la.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2283921845307429317</id><published>2007-04-24T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T17:36:32.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalala,&lt;br /&gt;Had English, ICAS, &amp; Oral today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English- But hey, at least I could complete it :D Wtf. Not enough time. I was like rushing thru the last few questions for the last 30 mins. Had many inference questions.&lt;br /&gt;ICAS- Wtf, Im doing everything so slowly right now. Its like I was the last few to complete again. &amp;amp; this time it was &lt;i&gt;bercsux&lt;/i&gt; who invigilated our class. He was like extremely particular about people who were trying to shade in a few more boxes when time was out. He was glaring at me, &amp; he confiscated kianhao's pencil, cos he was still shading. Well, at least this is not counted for streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I WANT 8TRIPLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how many times have I said that. &amp;amp; the only reason I want to get into triple science is not because I want to show off, but I just dont want double Humanities. &amp; Of course, &lt;u&gt;I LOVE SCIENCE TOO! :D&lt;/u&gt;. But Infra, never assume I like/love you.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because, you suck? Hohoho, randomisation.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I was waving &amp; talking to Darren during the break.&lt;br /&gt;NOT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Who in the right mind would want to wave to you, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Your imaginary 1metre ruler friend?&lt;br /&gt;Now that's quite a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough of Infra talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral. ORAL!!! Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;I was aiming for Miss Low.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I got her :D&lt;br /&gt;Only to hear the sarcastic tone she spoke when talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;She was like 看我不顺眼. Heh. Im an eyesore?&lt;br /&gt;Like thanks LOADS man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Do you think your curly hair is all nice, makes you prettier, trendy?&lt;br /&gt;Oh dont smile from ear to ear just because you won your "Mis Trendy" award at 2005.&lt;br /&gt;Please. Wake up.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better stop flaming anymore teachers :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no update.&lt;br /&gt;Mugging you know, Like I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I WANT 8TRIPLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh Ryan, can you just shut the 8triple talk up -.-"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok whatever, you win.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Duh, I had always won you in anything I do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to continue with my post please..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey Im also doing the post k?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahh. Just shut up &amp;amp; continue!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth -.-"&lt;br /&gt;So much for infra having an imaginary friend :x&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT WHAT I WANTED TO WRITE T.T&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I would stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2283921845307429317?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2283921845307429317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2283921845307429317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2283921845307429317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2283921845307429317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/lalala-had-english-icas-oral-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8387837164802515938</id><published>2007-04-19T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:56:06.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; [Randomisation; call me gay for all I care.]&lt;br /&gt;Life's so incomplete without band.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i have something missing, some thrill, some whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED BAND TO SURVIVE.&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost in my own home, nothing to do... ...&lt;br /&gt;VIVA LA MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever in the world that means, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;All i know that its a very catchy phrase &amp; that it'll appear on our new band tee.&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;VIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSICVIVALAMUSIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I know Im a no life.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares man.&lt;br /&gt;I know im a no life, since there's no band, &amp;amp; i live for band.&lt;br /&gt;Wth this sounds so.... err.... I dont know how to say -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Is My Life all about band?&lt;br /&gt;Music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg ill have to suffer till 16th May then.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post there, ignore it -.-&lt;br /&gt;Stupid excuse, didnt hear the bell -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Ok forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Quite pissed at myself, was expecting full marks for maths.&lt;br /&gt;16/20.&lt;br /&gt;2 Marks careless.&lt;br /&gt;I could have gotten 18 lah T.T&lt;br /&gt;But who cares man.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get out of that class.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people, point middle finger for no rhyme or reason.&lt;br /&gt;Scold vulgarities here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Talk abt anal sex.&lt;br /&gt;Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;Why did i fail that stupid common test?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had music presentation.&lt;br /&gt;I dared Dylan to bombard me with questions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he did.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I thrashed him man.&lt;br /&gt;He asked what a bocal was &amp;amp; what is embouchure.&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaha -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Then Mrs Tan, I think she didnt like our group.&lt;br /&gt;She went through the whole power point &amp;amp; read everything in detail.&lt;br /&gt;She was like:&lt;br /&gt;What is timbre?&lt;br /&gt;Why is the oboe &amp; the bassoon statistically more difficult to learn? If so, which are the easier instruments to learn?&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;I did my research k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to dylan's house.&lt;br /&gt;I took a packet of hello panda &amp;amp; ran around his house,&lt;br /&gt;then he was laughing his head off at first,&lt;br /&gt;then aft that he started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;br /&gt;CRY -.-"&lt;br /&gt;He has split personality.&lt;br /&gt;Then he locked me out of his study room.&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;I went home, only to find out my momma &amp; poppa was not around -.-"&lt;br /&gt;[Hey im not called innocent &amp;amp; Cute (?) for nothing okay.]&lt;br /&gt;I stayed outside to wait for them,&lt;br /&gt;so went to mac.&lt;br /&gt;Saw TERI!&lt;br /&gt;Its like so coincidental. Always see her.&lt;br /&gt;Last time at parkway KFC also see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;So sad, they got silver for SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Temasek.&lt;br /&gt;But she didnt take part in SYF, since there were ample horn players already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate life, especially when band breaks are taking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;,I WANT BAND T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8387837164802515938?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8387837164802515938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8387837164802515938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8387837164802515938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8387837164802515938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/y-randomisation-call-me-gay-for-all-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1372555407706030145</id><published>2007-04-18T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:15:22.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey don't look down on our powerful band k.&lt;br /&gt;Silver doesn't mean end of the world or whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;Its like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gold With Honours: 3 Bands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gold: 16 Bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Silver: 66 Bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bronze: 59 Bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Certificate Of Participation: 6 Bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Participating Bands: 150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, there really is an extremely tight competition going around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GWH is only awarded to the top 3 bands, that are chosen for the presentation at istana.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Hey! Maha Bodhi was chosen for it the last SYF. [My old primary school]&lt;br /&gt;They had their 10th consecutive gold medal in 2004, so its like 2006 they had a Gold with honours. 12 years! Woot. Rock on, MBSCB! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1372555407706030145?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1372555407706030145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1372555407706030145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1372555407706030145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1372555407706030145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-dont-look-down-on-our-powerful-band.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-4208285930594186864</id><published>2007-04-17T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:55:02.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, had SYF today.&lt;br /&gt;Result was not as promising,&lt;br /&gt;Considering that the Judges this year are extremely strict.&lt;br /&gt;Most of them are Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; According to Mr Wong,&lt;br /&gt;Americans have this culture of treating the "Gold Medal" as one of the elite, the top, the best, blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;So they only reserved the Gold medal for the top bands,&lt;br /&gt;Which had Good sounds quality, intonation, contrast / dynamics, articulation, Balance.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, gold with honours for extremely, out of this world playing, that included all of the above and maybe more?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But we were not so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Our balance, contrast &amp;amp; sound quality might be quite good,&lt;br /&gt;but our intonation is not as good.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to try &amp; train my ears.&lt;br /&gt;[I MUST KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SHARPNESS &amp;amp; FLATNESS!]&lt;br /&gt;My ears are kindda retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;But looking on the bright side, We are around the same standard as VS, Dunman High, Dunearn, Temasek, Orchid park, SJI, Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we didnt maintain our much wanted Gold Medal,&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;I did, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;o.o"&lt;br /&gt;Well, Like the teachers &amp; seniors have said, Its the process that counts.&lt;br /&gt;Thru this SYF, I am now closer to my dear seniors.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt many things.&lt;br /&gt;Teamwork, Emotions, Technical skills, Working fast, Adapting to different moods, Balance...&lt;br /&gt;I can still go on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;It's really fun to be in the band.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like once you get there, you sit down on a chair &amp;amp; monotonously blow thru ur instrument.&lt;br /&gt;You get to work together, you get to interact [o.o Do I?], You get to have fun!&lt;br /&gt;I have never regretted joining band.&lt;br /&gt;I will strive for the best in upcoming SYF 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou, Band. GOLD!&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to thank many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teachers, for helping us out in admin stuff, since they couldn't help much in out playing. For going to SCH with us to wish us luck, for Miss Low who  had the tailor to come to her home at 10 in the night just because of my act is irresponsibility. For Miss Tan who helped check our hair &amp; made sure that we were all neat &amp;amp; presentable, Mrs Tan for Walking around when we were waiting for our turn to... I forgot what she did &gt;&lt;" &amp; the other band teacher. I dont think i saw her today. &amp;amp; oops i forgot her name :x. But i guess she had something important, But well, she also helped out in admin stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seniors &amp; Alumni, although i dont really know them very well, but i could really see that they wanted to help strengthen our band. They were with us the last 2 practises before SYF, And they took time off their schedule just to sit on the floor, where its not so comfortable, and pick on all our mistakes. I heard that Nicholas {(I dont know which one, If there are 2 nicholases) [LOL Nicholases -.-]} , Went to pon school just to support us. &amp;amp; We let you down. I dont think I played my best. I was a little nervous, but like many said, its not the 15minutes on stage that separates you from a good or lousy band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wong, for conducting us. For being with us for the past 10 years, almost a quater of his lifetime. For joking with us so many times during combined, for giving us so much of his knowledge on music, for boosting our morales so many times, for going to other school's judging to koop the necessities &amp; the more important stuff for getting a gold medal. But alas, we got a silver. But hey, Its the process. What he had done really touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My seniors, mostly Wendy, who sits beside me during combined. For the small period of time where she stood beside me when i was a sec1, when i sat outside to practise German love, where she told me "Tonguing here too hard, No accent, Unclear startings of notes.",&lt;br /&gt;I really treasured those small periods of times. For when i just got into main band, november 2006, i didnt know a thing. It was just a few weeks to the concert. I had practised German Love song for 11 months. I had to learn 10+ songs for the concert in a few weeks. I still didnt really knew how to count quavers and stuffs. But there were sectionals. I remember the time, u sat beside me, and guided me thru "enka2" &amp;amp; during combined, she was always there to guide me.&lt;br /&gt;We were all laughs and stuff. It was really fun. She was always there to point out which bar we were at, the conducting... etc. She may have took it for granted, but i felt really good, especially when i blew. I was still quite new to my instrument. Haha, call me a no life for all you want, but i felt alot of pleasure (?) when i blew, for teaching me that "boxes are really useful". Haha, this is quite lame. But hey. It really helps! [As in when we write personal notes like articulations&lt;br /&gt;to remind ourselves what Mr Wong said.] I write extremely tiny, &amp; i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;even see what i wrote. She told me to bring my pencil &amp;amp; notebook, take out both files and i recommend. I was really happy that time when u praised me when i took out the i&lt;br /&gt;recommend. Ive learnt to be more responsible &amp; to work faster. These are the main things that she has done for me. I can still go on and on, but i really have to complete my homework. Lol o.o" &amp;amp; Of course, for other seniors who have guided me along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poeple who came together to help us, Mr Chiang, Miss Peck &amp; Mr Chiang's student. I could see they were actively listening to us, to look out for any intonation problems, articulation, sound quality, balance, all that ive said just now.. I think we let them down for getting only a silver. But silver is the new gold! (According to meh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;setbacks are there, so that we'll grow stronger yeah?&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so yes! when you fall, climb back up, and promise yourself, you'll do  better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling down, doesn't mean you're incapable. what really matters, is  how you view your problems after the incident, and what you intend to do after  that. if you succumb towards your problems, well, then i would say, you've lost  the battle. all problems can be solved, if it's not solved, then it's not the  end. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Quoted from my dearest senior,&lt;br /&gt;Wendy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CchMs Band, Continue to Rock! :D&lt;br /&gt;Jiayouu!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;WE CAN DO IT IN 2009! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edited Version*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-4208285930594186864?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4208285930594186864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=4208285930594186864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4208285930594186864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4208285930594186864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-had-syf-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1190764086088586864</id><published>2007-04-15T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T18:58:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the Animaniacs concert by Mus'Art Wind Orchestra today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, its free of charge :D&lt;br /&gt;They were gd, except for a few mistakes here and there.&lt;br /&gt;And there was this guy who cleaned the saliva of his clarinet on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;[Not using bins. He used the cloth with the tail like thing. I dont have 1, so i dont know what u call those.]&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mr Chiang.&lt;br /&gt;U know the one who jumped over the cases on the floor. [He seemed to have enjoyed doing that o.o"]&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the one who told Mr Wong we were layghing at his laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the one who wrote "ff", "f", "mf" on the whiteboard that meh wrote on for so long.&lt;br /&gt;But he didnt ruin anything :D&lt;br /&gt;I didnt really hear trombones la.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, he's a trombonist.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I saw SJI's bass clarinetist with a few others that i didnt remember,&lt;br /&gt;I saw VS's band major with a few others that i didnt remember also.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Lam Jing Yi! But my mum was already waiting for me, so didnt talk lor.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;The way Mr Wong describes how Anglican played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Play the whole I Recommend perfectly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;I havent done HW, &amp; im going out to eat -.-"&lt;br /&gt;No pictures to post of esplanade since photography wasnt allowed T.T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1190764086088586864?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1190764086088586864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1190764086088586864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1190764086088586864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1190764086088586864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-to-animaniacs-concert-by-musart.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7292045839863698032</id><published>2007-04-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:50:24.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pressure is really heating up right now.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt we can do what Mr Wong said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The last thing I want to see is pressure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its like.&lt;br /&gt;How can we not have pressure?&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Out of 20-30 bands,&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 school got a gold.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; its only a gold.&lt;br /&gt;No honours yet.&lt;br /&gt;So far only 2 schools have attained gold with honours,&lt;br /&gt;St Pats &amp;amp; Ang Mo Kio.&lt;br /&gt;I was like.&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kio?&lt;br /&gt;Top band?&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;They only had a gold for 2005 la.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how they improved so much.&lt;br /&gt;Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;I would be extremely happy if we get a gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp; Unity got bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte!&lt;br /&gt;GOLD. I nid 'ya.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7292045839863698032?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7292045839863698032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7292045839863698032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7292045839863698032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7292045839863698032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/pressure-is-really-heating-up-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-1735613359921017659</id><published>2007-04-08T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:40:44.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didnt post ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home ard 6:30, then i slept all the way to 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired la.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why im not feeling hungry,&lt;br /&gt;I havent even had my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd band was quite err.&lt;br /&gt;Fun? o.o"&lt;br /&gt;Went to Maris Stella for exhange.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the bands thr so gd.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; mr wong was right.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to listen to marsling,&lt;br /&gt;But then halfway thru i felt like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;o.o"&lt;br /&gt;Haha, kept irritating Sisui.&lt;br /&gt;So went back to sch,&lt;br /&gt;i found the file.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i suddenly remb i didnt kip it.&lt;br /&gt;It was like my first time la.&lt;br /&gt;Because on thurs,&lt;br /&gt;Chloe &amp; Weng siong were rushing me to leave.&lt;br /&gt;So i quickly threw the chair in,&lt;br /&gt;then ran out.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to kip the file T.T&lt;br /&gt;Combined until 4+.&lt;br /&gt;Mr wong had to go to unity.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the rest of the saxos.&lt;br /&gt;Haha,&lt;br /&gt;played a few random pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Then came 月亮代表我的心.&lt;br /&gt;Haha was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;But i was like slacking.&lt;br /&gt;I only played the bass notes of the chords.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i was anyhow guessing la.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Turned out quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;Henry played the melody so expressively. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then weng siong say.&lt;br /&gt;So nice! I wish i can bring the marimba out &amp; play.&lt;br /&gt;So Steph was like.&lt;br /&gt;Or we all go in?&lt;br /&gt;So we proceeded in.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then jinhong &amp; yk oso wanted to play.&lt;br /&gt;Then mrs tan came, and told all of us to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; slept all the way. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-1735613359921017659?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1735613359921017659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=1735613359921017659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1735613359921017659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/1735613359921017659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/didnt-post-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-8546323489669757979</id><published>2007-04-05T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:55:48.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decided to post due to popular demand?&lt;br /&gt;Wth -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Listening to GR right now,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; wondering why i dont get tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone noticed the echos of the horns at the 3rd last bar of "I"?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; has anyone noticed that the bassoon was playing their semi quavers at 1 bar before C too loud?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Im a no life -.-&lt;br /&gt;But i want a Gold!&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;I dont see how this could help us get a gold -.-&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Im stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;So today was boring.&lt;br /&gt;During Science Jeremiah kip disturbing me la.&lt;br /&gt;I took my pen out &amp; drew a long line on his arm la.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then he shutted up.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;The line was ard 25cm long o.o"&lt;br /&gt;Then recess la.&lt;br /&gt;So Keith asked me to go to the library to do music.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I sat with him thr for like 3 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went down to do lit.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL LA.&lt;br /&gt;I LEFT MY EZLINK CARD IN THE LIBRARY.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;Then got the PW.&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun man.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid LY grp say what ours so ugly, only paste pebbles here &amp;amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;Fck thm la.&lt;br /&gt;They think theirs so nice meh.&lt;br /&gt;Use those paper boxes to make the model &amp; paint the whole thing brown.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they used those dollhouse furniture la.&lt;br /&gt;It looks so retarded la, pls.&lt;br /&gt;Went for band,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it sia.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will start waving to me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then i will wave back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then they will laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I simply dont get it la -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Especially Xm, Jixin, Lynn &amp; Xiaolin.&lt;br /&gt;Now even the sec1s are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Like -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Haha, had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Was playing, then lynette came.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, No. I went to them.&lt;br /&gt;She was teaching clara.&lt;br /&gt;So i read her score &amp;amp; she read mine.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Her 9th bar of "K" is so lame.&lt;br /&gt;Long notes.&lt;br /&gt;While mine is extremely expressive Quavers.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I suck -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; *SHE suddenly moved her whole body &amp;amp; played.&lt;br /&gt;I was like.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, U look retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she laughed non stop.&lt;br /&gt;I was like o.O"&lt;br /&gt;Oh is clara frm another country?&lt;br /&gt;Nvms.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lynette CRIED* just because she got a cut on her leg thx to the chair.&lt;br /&gt;Lynette is a Loser! :D&lt;br /&gt;Had planned to go parway with sisui,&lt;br /&gt;but then in the end felt like studying -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Yea right,&lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em u just wanted to sleep, u fat pig.&lt;br /&gt;T.T I hurt my own fragile feelings! T.T&lt;br /&gt;Im so deeply traumtised right now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my freaking umbrella's spoilt right now.&lt;br /&gt;So sad~&lt;br /&gt;.____.&lt;br /&gt;|R.I.P|&lt;br /&gt;| T_T |&lt;br /&gt;|.___.|&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;LOL. To think i scored 89.5 for art last year -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-8546323489669757979?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8546323489669757979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=8546323489669757979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8546323489669757979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/8546323489669757979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/decided-to-post-due-to-popular-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-4251480871980762924</id><published>2007-04-03T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T17:42:06.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, faked thru FRC today.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I invented my own chords~ o.o"&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow play a few notes oso sound nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;Even mr chua say nice lor.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. He so stupid can -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Had sch.&lt;br /&gt;Aft tht went to dylan house to do project.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why everyone suddenly dont like darren lor.&lt;br /&gt;He's quite nice mah :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Jiajing is a paedophile la, pls.&lt;br /&gt;Marvin ran over his head,&lt;br /&gt;then he push his head upwards, onto marvin's penis.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. omg -.-&lt;br /&gt;Imgine how obscene that was la.&lt;br /&gt;Then jiajing kip squeezing &amp;amp; rubbing marvin's butt la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deeply traumatised by what i have seen;&lt;br /&gt;Like LOL. What am i saying -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all i can say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIANJIAJING is a big perverse paedophile! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-4251480871980762924?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4251480871980762924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=4251480871980762924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4251480871980762924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/4251480871980762924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha-faked-thru-frc-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-215510219519606082</id><published>2007-03-31T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T22:03:36.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed skin,&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to do so since i'm too modest.&lt;br /&gt;[Lynette &amp; Rachael, Stop admiring my cuteness]&lt;br /&gt;Wtf -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Today's exchange was ok.&lt;br /&gt;We played with feeling :D&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But thn came VS.&lt;br /&gt;They were like dam gd la.&lt;br /&gt;No intonation, articulation, rhythm problems.&lt;br /&gt;Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;We have to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;If we get gold, I would get 6 points :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hor,&lt;br /&gt;PLMSGS had this extremely skinny girl playing the timpani.&lt;br /&gt;She was like.&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the hell out of the poor little timpani.&lt;br /&gt;Bands after that had intonation problems,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that stupid Xu Chun Mei,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ppl cheered whn she hit the timpani so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Lolol,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was laughing at her lah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she thinks she's really good at it o.o"&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Combined until 5:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-215510219519606082?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/215510219519606082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=215510219519606082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/215510219519606082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/215510219519606082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/changed-skin-ive-decided-to-do-so-since.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6322676329485135076</id><published>2007-03-27T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T18:09:07.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having read Rachael's extensive usage of vocabulary in her blog, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;[Not u lah meh :x]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have decided to start improving my english too.&lt;br /&gt;[ Oh pardon me, I tend to speak in somewhat called the "Gay language". Dont blame me, i have been influenced by meh T.T, aka No-Life Gay :D ]&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I dont see a point in doing so -.-"&lt;br /&gt;What the fck am I saying &amp; doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;I ought to be the CUTE [So said by lynette &amp; Rachael] &amp; INNOCENT little me, sleeping right now.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMYY!!&lt;br /&gt;Its way past my bedtime T.T&lt;br /&gt;I want a story T.T&lt;br /&gt;What the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HELL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;[Oh its just the best way to end a bloodily lame post;&lt;br /&gt;What The &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HELL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6322676329485135076?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6322676329485135076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6322676329485135076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6322676329485135076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6322676329485135076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/having-read-rachaels-extensive-usage-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-7077566937909321351</id><published>2007-03-26T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:19:58.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i would get at least a 70% in this MCQ geog test,&lt;br /&gt;Oh i just HOPE it would be counted.&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i would get a 100%?&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;But is it even possible?&lt;br /&gt;I would get an A1 for my overall for Geog,&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;8triple will be so much nearer to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I got the worst haircut in the world,&lt;br /&gt;I dont even wish to breathe a word about it.&lt;br /&gt;Please dont talk abt my fcking hair in sch,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-7077566937909321351?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7077566937909321351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=7077566937909321351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7077566937909321351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/7077566937909321351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-i-would-get-at-least-70-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-6566221729872407588</id><published>2007-03-25T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T19:30:06.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOLOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be a no life,&lt;br /&gt;Uploading GR Selcections on my blog&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;Tell me i suck &amp; that im dam gay pls o.o"&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave it to myself to tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ryan,&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;b&gt;SUCK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i just hurt my own feelings T.T&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZ, Wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-6566221729872407588?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6566221729872407588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=6566221729872407588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6566221729872407588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/6566221729872407588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/lolol-i-must-be-no-life-uploading-gr.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-9020523763708573073</id><published>2007-03-22T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:54:43.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DID NOT FAIL MATHS OVERALL.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;I think sinyong did T.T&lt;br /&gt;He got 11.5/50 for maths sia.&lt;br /&gt;Haiis.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST GET MY 8 TRIPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tuition 全都来!!&lt;br /&gt;I MUST CHIONG.&lt;br /&gt;Maths test on Algebra 3 weeks later;&lt;br /&gt;MUST PIA.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Only this year;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i keep telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;Only this year;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-9020523763708573073?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9020523763708573073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=9020523763708573073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9020523763708573073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/9020523763708573073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-did-not-fail-maths-overall.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37786144.post-2253994400274953845</id><published>2007-03-22T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:31:20.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;I must pia for my humanities, as meh said.&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I scared 8triple will &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; be mine,&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37786144-2253994400274953845?l=iconlicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2253994400274953845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37786144&amp;postID=2253994400274953845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2253994400274953845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37786144/posts/default/2253994400274953845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iconlicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hate-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>-Ryan;™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05312800587581775822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
