<?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-19167770</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:32:48.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M|yJ.™</title><subtitle type='html'>MlyJ™</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>476</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-2865914016366621963</id><published>2009-10-14T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:57:33.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm waiting for my hair to dry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm doing here at Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;It still looks the same.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get my hair dyed red.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't my hair dry faster?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going jogging later.&lt;br /&gt;If only it snows here in Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2865914016366621963?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2865914016366621963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2865914016366621963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2865914016366621963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2865914016366621963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-waiting-for-my-hair-to-dry.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-7272677663619210571</id><published>2009-07-01T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:58:35.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: In the End - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a kickass announcement for my loyal readers (if applicable), and the rest of the great big white world: this is my final post. I've thought about it since forever and I've decided to dedicate my time to something more productive. All this blogging is just too time consuming. Right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Left.]&lt;/span&gt; Here ends my final post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'm a terrible liar (Well, just for today).&lt;br /&gt;How can I possibly stop blogging?&lt;br /&gt;Relax, I'm just moving to Wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I've finally had enough with Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;But why Wordpress?&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea either.&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://hereliesaworkofart.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit the new page!&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/19167770-7272677663619210571?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/7272677663619210571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=7272677663619210571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7272677663619210571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7272677663619210571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-playing-in-end-linkin-park-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8258412860056772801</id><published>2009-06-29T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:51:41.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Gods and Monsters - John 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take care of my health. I recovered from whatever I was suffering from last week and yesterday, I found myself coughing my head off. Not literally, but then again, I think it'd be cool if I could cough my head off. Yes? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a yes! It's a no! It's a yo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my walk home earlier thinking about perfectionism. It's said that there's no such thing as perfection in this world for we have never witnessed anything perfect and flawless before. Once, I went as far as to thinking that God himself is imperfect, for he created such flawed entities as ourselves. Sometimes, I feel like a perfectionist for I detest things that are clearly far from my opinion of perfection. Well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;per-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fec&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tion&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript"&gt;AC_FL_RunContent = 0;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://cache.lexico.com/js/AC_RunActiveContent.js" language="javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var interfaceflash = new LEXICOFlashObject ( "http://cache.lexico.com/d/g/speaker.swf", "speaker", "17", "15", "&lt;a href="\" target="\"&gt;&lt;img src="\" border="\" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;", "6");interfaceflash.addParam("loop", "false");interfaceflash.addParam("quality", "high");interfaceflash.addParam("menu", "false");interfaceflash.addParam("salign", "t");interfaceflash.addParam("FlashVars", "soundUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fcache.lexico.com%2Fdictionary%2Faudio%2Fluna%2FP02%2FP0266800.mp3&amp;clkLogProxyUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fwhatzup.html&amp;t=a&amp;d=d&amp;s=di&amp;c=a&amp;ti=1&amp;ai=51359&amp;l=dir&amp;o=0&amp;sv=00000000&amp;ip=db4a94b8&amp;u=audio"); interfaceflash.addParam('wmode','transparent');interfaceflash.write();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="pron"&gt;per-&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-sh&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="Lsentnce"&gt;&lt;div class="Lis"&gt;&lt;a class="AU" href="http://ask.reference.com/web?q=Use+perfectionist+in+a+Sentence&amp;amp;qsrc=2892&amp;amp;o=101993" onmouseover="linkOver(this);" onmouseout="linkOut(this);" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="pbk"&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;–noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a person who adheres to or believes in perfectionism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a person who demands perfection of himself, herself, or others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–adjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of, pertaining to, or distinguished by perfection or perfectionism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ends today's post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8258412860056772801?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8258412860056772801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8258412860056772801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8258412860056772801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8258412860056772801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-gods-and-monsters-john-5-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-5900507722507511486</id><published>2009-06-28T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:36:29.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Facade - Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For how long will you try?&lt;br /&gt;How long until you walk away?&lt;br /&gt;Your facade can't disguise&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you're in misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facade - Disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball in the morning today was pretty much a huge waste of time. It was suckish as there was just the five of us (Adrian, Andre, Andrew, Zongtai and myself) and to make things worse, there was practically no one to play against.  A certain two dudes didn't turn up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty rusty now, thanks to the absence of practice. All I do now is simply: dribble, try to fake the defender (in the most spastic way possible), do a spin move, take a shot and pray it falls. I'm going to practice more often. As soon as my basketball finds its way back to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I forget! Adrian wants me to sketch for him, but I thought I'd do something cooler and a tad more meaningful. So, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Skdvyk_OukI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lGgazbLBnb0/s1600-h/Poke-eye.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Skdvyk_OukI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lGgazbLBnb0/s320/Poke-eye.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352369596866148930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voila! I think it's a masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's the story behind it, in case you were wondering. One fine evening, we were playing basketball. He tried to layup in front of me while my hands were stretched out in defense. And it so happens that my finger ended up poking his eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super freaked out and guilty at first, but now, after his constant "Eh, you remember that time you poke my eye?",  I've grown numb to it. Ha! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands smell of chili crab. Wonder whether its good or bad. Ending here! It's project time, unfortunately. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5900507722507511486?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5900507722507511486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5900507722507511486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5900507722507511486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5900507722507511486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-facade-disturbed-for-how.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Skdvyk_OukI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lGgazbLBnb0/s72-c/Poke-eye.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-3575178238875399897</id><published>2009-06-28T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T02:44:35.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Waking Up In Vegas - Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we cherish people or stuff only after they're gone - like a certain dude called Michael Jackson. If you asked me last week, about what I thought about him, I'd be like "Oh, him? Yeah, the dude who moonwalks. Nothing special what". After Friday, I was like "Holy crap, he's awesome! Why didn't I listen to his stuff before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[By the way, his greatest hits are available via torrent - 13000 seeders; or rather, dudes who are aggravating his soul by downloading his songs instead of buying them. Pretty tempted to get hold of them actually. *Twiddles thumb*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Week In Joseph's Imagination:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Err.. Michael.. You'll probably don't want to hear this. Most of your fans torrent your albums. Yeah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"THEY WHAT?! OHMAGAWD" *Goes into cardiac arrest*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny. You know what else is funny? I actually took notes during service.. with my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today summarized in two words: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BURNING HOT&lt;/span&gt;. If it was any hotter, we could fry eggs on the pavement while waiting for the traffic lights to turn green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here tonight. Goodnight guys. Ciao! Oh and Dorothy, if you're reading this: Cheer up, or else. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3575178238875399897?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3575178238875399897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3575178238875399897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3575178238875399897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3575178238875399897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-waking-up-in-vegas-katy.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3358344345832380283</id><published>2009-06-25T13:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:11:11.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Down With the Sickness - Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, I'm really down with the sickness. Left school 2 hours early, skipping Business and Engineering lectures. Imagine it's H1N1. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks loads to Dorothy for the company (and the panadol too!). Much appreciated. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3358344345832380283?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3358344345832380283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3358344345832380283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3358344345832380283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3358344345832380283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-down-with-sickness.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6426518694483241026</id><published>2009-06-24T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:11:23.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Let It Go - Cavo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers was a little disappointing despite all the hype. It was a tad too long (147 minutes) and the plot just wasn't there. It was pretty obvious where the story was going after about half an hour. I liked the effects though - the cool transformations and stuff along that line. By the way, the Fallen looks like a cross between an ape, a robot and some early caveman. Somehow, the strange combination seemed to work out for me. I've got a slight urge to be a spoiler! Never mind, I'll be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan Fox kept me going throughout the movie (Come on, we all know that Optimus Prime wasn't going to die.. right?). She's hotter than hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SkJGXGUMG2I/AAAAAAAAA04/CZ8qIKOZ5JY/s1600-h/TF2SteelPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350916669915798370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SkJGXGUMG2I/AAAAAAAAA04/CZ8qIKOZ5JY/s320/TF2SteelPoster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd rate it 2.5 out of 5 stars. The first one was definitely better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;By the way, the soundtrack for the movie is quite good! Ask from me if you want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun in the afternoon playing Guitar Hero at Timothy's place! I prefer the drums to the guitar (just can't seem to get the guitar strumming technique). Gah! I'm addicted to the game already - I was air-guitar-ing (when no one was looking of course) to a song I was playing in the afternoon! I'm currently hooked on Living On a Prayer by Bon Jovi thanks to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang bang. Ending here! Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Just saw something that completely proves that my sister is an idiot.] &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/19167770-6426518694483241026?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6426518694483241026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6426518694483241026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6426518694483241026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6426518694483241026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/living-on-prayer.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SkJGXGUMG2I/AAAAAAAAA04/CZ8qIKOZ5JY/s72-c/TF2SteelPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-426392679278126114</id><published>2009-06-23T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:11:32.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The Real Slim Shady - Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem is awesome. His lyrics are awesome. His style is awesome. Downloading his albums are awesome. I am awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently taking a break from my Business Fundamentals project. I don't know what's up with me; I'm freezing cold. My fingers are so numb, I can barely type. Okay, I'm exaggerating. I'm just typing a hell lot slower than usual. Oh and it sucks that I'm still in holiday mode. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen with Dorothy and Xinyi tomorrow! Ratings aren't very good, unfortunately. I'm going to try and enjoy the movie anyway; the trailers are great and they &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; get old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was interesting. Went to look for Dorothy and Joseph after lessons today. Apparently, they told me to meet at TP library, but being me, I had to miss the "TP" part. So, I took a bus down towards the interchange. Thank goodness I met Winnie on the bus - she told me Dorothy was at school. Sigh. Yeah, something must be up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yulin joined us later and we bus-ed down to TM. Got my second piercing at some err.. area (Hee hee) and Joseph got his sandals from Gay-land. I think he offended the guy at the counter. Wait, corrections, he definitely did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came across a dude who was speaking so incoherently, we swore he needed subtitles. That was one of the best moments of the year, seriously. Shan't provide any details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here~ Altaff! Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-426392679278126114?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/426392679278126114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=426392679278126114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/426392679278126114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/426392679278126114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-real-slim-shady-eminem.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6782923494576501153</id><published>2009-06-23T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:11:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The Dark Trail - The Fall of Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across something funny while doing my business project - "Buy Kobe Bryant from our online store - Mallzoom.com". I laughed like hell. Kobe Bryant's on sale at Mallzoom.com. I've got a good mind to buy him or something.. hmm. I was looking for sports goods wholesalers, just in case you're wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Business. Say it with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6782923494576501153?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6782923494576501153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6782923494576501153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6782923494576501153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6782923494576501153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/sports-stars-for-sale.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8274254872396264396</id><published>2009-06-22T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:11:03.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj54CGXrnLI/AAAAAAAAA0w/JwWreveGTB8/s1600-h/Photo0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349845384827739314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj54CGXrnLI/AAAAAAAAA0w/JwWreveGTB8/s320/Photo0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John 5. Comments, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Goodnight, once again. &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/19167770-8274254872396264396?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8274254872396264396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8274254872396264396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8274254872396264396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8274254872396264396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/213am.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj54CGXrnLI/AAAAAAAAA0w/JwWreveGTB8/s72-c/Photo0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-491297208690546596</id><published>2009-06-21T22:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:10:51.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Pleads and Postcards - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Father's Day today. Somehow, it turned out to be a normal Sunday. Not really normal actually; for the women in the house decided to go a little mad today. "A little" is an understatement, but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have opted to go out today. I didn't do anything productive at home today as I spent more than half the day sleeping like a log on anything available. Come to think about it, I wonder how I managed to fall asleep in the ballistic weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that my look has changed multiple times this year. So many times that Yulin couldn't even recognize me on the bus last week. Well here we go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the post-secondary-school-hairstyle - short and black. Not really short actually, since I got away with my long hair most of the time in my final year at East View.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5GVId0OdI/AAAAAAAAA0I/a_H9mMR2T2E/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349790736226466258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5GVId0OdI/AAAAAAAAA0I/a_H9mMR2T2E/s320/DSC00743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo taken at Fish &amp;amp; Co., last December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, it turned brown and gold (I was under the impression that it was really light brown actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5KDJEvAvI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/1WfhtD9_UoE/s1600-h/Image233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349794825198568178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5KDJEvAvI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/1WfhtD9_UoE/s320/Image233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sigh. I guess its gold. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I loved it when it was blue. Unfortunately, nice-looking stuff never lasted long. It turned into some freakishly ugly shade of turquoise as it faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5LJmWBklI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ePJmJ1tHM6w/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349796035646558802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5LJmWBklI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ePJmJ1tHM6w/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice colours, weird photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyed my hair back to black after the green in my hair started to annoy me. Then came the spectacles I borrowed from Dorothy. I think I was trying to kill the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ah beng&lt;/span&gt; look. I think I succeeded, I might add. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5LKTaAOgI/AAAAAAAAA0o/cXl9jStcEZM/s1600-h/Dor+%26+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349796047742843394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5LKTaAOgI/AAAAAAAAA0o/cXl9jStcEZM/s320/Dor+%26+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random photo taken on a random day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snipped off my fringe (for God-knows-what-reason) in late April. It had the weirdest consensus ever; some said I looked better, and I remember some moron said I looked retarded. Well, you can't please everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5LJw4fpbI/AAAAAAAAA0g/eRNX8eZRaIU/s1600-h/Dorothy+Joseph+Marcus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349796038475490738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5LJw4fpbI/AAAAAAAAA0g/eRNX8eZRaIU/s320/Dorothy+Joseph+Marcus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think it's retard.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present day me: Ditching the good boy look. No photo for the current look, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao everyone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-491297208690546596?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/491297208690546596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=491297208690546596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/491297208690546596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/491297208690546596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-pleads-and-postcards-red.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sj5GVId0OdI/AAAAAAAAA0I/a_H9mMR2T2E/s72-c/DSC00743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-5271310596117752773</id><published>2009-06-21T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:10:41.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Permanent - David Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they were right - my archives are really beyond hilarious. In fact, it brings 'hilarious' to a whole new level. If you looked up "Hilarious" in the dictionary, you'll find the link to my archives. I think it pawns my recent posts. I'm going to add the links soon (later, probably).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ends my random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5271310596117752773?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5271310596117752773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5271310596117752773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5271310596117752773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5271310596117752773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/random.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-20513413239463520</id><published>2009-06-21T02:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:10:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: When it Rains - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was raining now. No, I want a thunderstorm. It might drown out my thoughts. Maybe. Hopefully. I'd be grateful for that.. even for five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joseph and Yen See for just being around today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 is barely a day away; I can hardly wait. I need something to keep me occupied. Coincidentally, the lyrics to the song I'm listening to went "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Got nothing but, got nothing but time on our hands&lt;/span&gt;" (Hallelujah by Paramore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied for my CDS courses on Friday. Well, in case you guys are curious, my CDS course options (starting from 1) are: French, Psychology, Japanese, Music and some random course. French is a really cool language, although I still prefer Italian. Pity that it's not available for me to take up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep. I need sleep. I need sleep. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-20513413239463520?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/20513413239463520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=20513413239463520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/20513413239463520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/20513413239463520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-it-rained.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6119963009159188949</id><published>2009-06-20T02:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:10:03.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: This War Is Ours (The Guillotine Part II) - Escape the Fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. My head is equally tired. So many thoughts flowing like a running tap. Wonder what's next eh? I suppose I'll post tomorrow? Goodnight folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Happy birthday to Suie and June! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6119963009159188949?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6119963009159188949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6119963009159188949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6119963009159188949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6119963009159188949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-this-war-is-ours-guillotine.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8796128422303806775</id><published>2009-06-19T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:09:48.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjqRY1THrmI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TDkc7YlQegY/s1600-h/Photo0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348747363266047586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjqRY1THrmI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TDkc7YlQegY/s320/Photo0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 Hours of hard work paid off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8796128422303806775?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8796128422303806775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8796128422303806775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8796128422303806775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8796128422303806775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjqRY1THrmI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TDkc7YlQegY/s72-c/Photo0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-587331639856925301</id><published>2009-06-18T22:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:09:30.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: New Divide - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park's latest single is anything but electrifying. Sure they are a great band and all, but New Divide is really dull. Where is the screaming! Damn. Pardon me for I think I've said this twice.. or maybe thrice already. Well, I just felt that I have to say it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was as dull as New Divide. We (as in my family) went down for a day trip to Johor Bahru (Malaysia, just in case you dimwits had no idea). I made a mental shopping list for fun before we left the house. Y'know, just in case Dad was in a good mood. Incidentally, he was, but unfortunately, today just wasn't my day. As much as I tried, I couldn't find the stuff I wanted. So, I came home with a ring and a ear stud. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjpVQWBRagI/AAAAAAAAAz4/URUl1cwlGdY/s1600-h/Photo0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348681246733068802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjpVQWBRagI/AAAAAAAAAz4/URUl1cwlGdY/s320/Photo0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least there's Ribeye steak on a stone grill for lunch.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjpVQHvo0kI/AAAAAAAAAzw/cRLiyxLxkZM/s1600-h/Photo0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348681242901008962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjpVQHvo0kI/AAAAAAAAAzw/cRLiyxLxkZM/s320/Photo0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And sis' salmon to munch on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjpVPz5aJrI/AAAAAAAAAzo/nEzhDMP3wjg/s1600-h/Photo0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348681237573281458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjpVPz5aJrI/AAAAAAAAAzo/nEzhDMP3wjg/s320/Photo0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disfigured old figures happen while waiting for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nearly&lt;/span&gt; got my leather Converse shoes. Unfortunately, there was no stock for the black pair. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came across the stupidest couple in the world on our way back. They were from India, if I'm not wrong (That's not why they're stupid, in case you were wondering). They were a little lost and they asked my Dad for directions. So, he told them to take a taxi to wherever they were headed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the best part: they saw an empty taxi (with no driver as well), walked up to it, knocked on the hood and looked inside the taxi. Obviously, there was no response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked puzzled and started peering into the taxi through the windows as though the driver was hiding under the dashboard or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that, I began grinning to myself like the idiots they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, nothing like some dumb people to brighten up my day. I'm off. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-587331639856925301?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/587331639856925301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=587331639856925301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/587331639856925301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/587331639856925301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-new-divide-linkin-park.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjpVQWBRagI/AAAAAAAAAz4/URUl1cwlGdY/s72-c/Photo0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-8570016234712223980</id><published>2009-06-17T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:08:58.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: This Flesh A Tomb - Atreyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of anger is sometimes tougher than detaching a limb. I have never condoned the idea of staying mad at people, but sometimes, it's as though they're made to be angry at. Forgiving is easy. Forgetting is easier said than done. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from the inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.&lt;/span&gt; - Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet In Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5HUkYlbI/AAAAAAAAAyo/T2b8wruxA54/s1600-h/NightCycling1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298461678179762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5HUkYlbI/AAAAAAAAAyo/T2b8wruxA54/s320/NightCycling1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You don't want to know where we placed the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5HimrtII/AAAAAAAAAyw/En8207hiiX4/s1600-h/NightCycling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298465445917826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5HimrtII/AAAAAAAAAyw/En8207hiiX4/s320/NightCycling2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were thinking of Photoshop-ing Raymond into the photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5HvDUpII/AAAAAAAAAy4/SjdQSyhFAp4/s1600-h/NightCycling3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298468787266690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5HvDUpII/AAAAAAAAAy4/SjdQSyhFAp4/s320/NightCycling3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have pretty long arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5H3OiLBI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ZrXWdRhoyA0/s1600-h/NightCycling4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298470981774354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5H3OiLBI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ZrXWdRhoyA0/s320/NightCycling4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night Cycling For Dummies: Bring your own tuna in case you get hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5IDEtXWI/AAAAAAAAAzI/F5xk6OzccNc/s1600-h/NightCycling5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298474161790306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5IDEtXWI/AAAAAAAAAzI/F5xk6OzccNc/s320/NightCycling5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Henderson Waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5f2AAy2I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/qvuktEE63wI/s1600-h/NightCycling6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298882969291618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5f2AAy2I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/qvuktEE63wI/s320/NightCycling6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hate to say it, but Joseph looks like a blind man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5gLuKF4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/as704ags80A/s1600-h/NightCycling7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298888799983490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5gLuKF4I/AAAAAAAAAzY/as704ags80A/s320/NightCycling7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wonder why I'm getting multiple emails from Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5gTYDosI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Hyj7d_eBXDI/s1600-h/NightCycling8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348298890854769346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5gTYDosI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Hyj7d_eBXDI/s320/NightCycling8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here comes another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alrighty. I'm off, with a quote of my own: Stupidity is contagious. Unfortunately, she stays next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8570016234712223980?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8570016234712223980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8570016234712223980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8570016234712223980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8570016234712223980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/annoyance.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sjj5HUkYlbI/AAAAAAAAAyo/T2b8wruxA54/s72-c/NightCycling1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-3962989770818616423</id><published>2009-06-17T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:15:16.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: I Can't Stay - The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful. I just snapped one of my toenails in half. Just in case you're wondering, it doesn't hurt a bit. It just feels raw now because the skin that was under the nail a minute ago is now exposed. Yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from my outing with Dorothy and Joseph. We caught Drag Me to Hell at Century Square this evening. I thought the storyline was pretty interesting (you'll probably love it if you're into curses and demons). The sound effects were awesome. Really awesome. Wasn't a scary movie for me though. Sat through and made jokes with Joseph while Dorothy was watching it through her fingers. Didn't like the ending though. Sigh. Poor Christine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what's up with the horror movies lately. There's just no kick in watching it anymore. Sure there are a couple of scary/shocking scenes, but hey, I'd like to watch one where I'd turn to my partner and say "Can we go now?". The two freakiest movies I've watched would be Shutter and The Maid. Shutter really freaked me out completely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My afternoon was pretty cool as well. I went down to Republic Polytechnic with Dorothy to visit the RP-ers (or the Republicans if you prefer). Met up with both Xinyis and Yen See. Saw a couple of familiar faces like Martin, Elaine and Ivan. Stupid Andre disappeared to some random place. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed back to Tampines while having an interesting talk with Yen See while both Xinyis were sleeping in a hilarious position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't finished the download for the movie 300. Shitty computer. Well well, heading off. Au revoir~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3962989770818616423?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3962989770818616423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3962989770818616423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3962989770818616423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3962989770818616423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-i-cant-stay-killers.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-7289832793663650202</id><published>2009-06-16T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:36:30.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Evidence - Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for the abrupt end to last night's post. Aaah, many thanks to the craptastic piece of junk I'm using now. At least it's not malfunctioning today (except that I'm currently downloading a movie at a whooping 4kbps).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got rid of my Samsung handphone.. to get another Samsung handphone (GT-S5603). Well, at least it's not Sony Ericsson (AKA The Phone That Lags and Restart-o-matic.) The new one looks pretty cool actually; it's just that I'm not used to the touchscreen keypad. Either the on-screen keys are too small, or my fingers are fat. I'm inclined to think it's the previous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The sound playback is awesome. Sis' tuition teacher was wondering why I blasted music in the morning. Interestingly enough, I was only on volume 7, which is half of the max volume.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played basketball yesterday, after what seemed like a billion years. As expected, the ball felt fairly foreign in my hands. So I was dribbling and shooting pretty awkwardly. Hopefully, I'll get to play more in the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of basketball, the Lakers are the NBA Champions of 2009! I knew the game was over at the end of the half. True enough, the lead grew in the third and by the fourth quarter, they completely slowed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjcuSfWe34I/AAAAAAAAAyg/Ah_DGlnTU0s/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjcuSfWe34I/AAAAAAAAAyg/Ah_DGlnTU0s/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347793977714073474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4  is the magic number for the Finals MVP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjcuR1oL5-I/AAAAAAAAAyY/7T6ly1UBdnY/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjcuR1oL5-I/AAAAAAAAAyY/7T6ly1UBdnY/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347793966514038754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the white kid in the background. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching Drag Me to Hell with Dorothy and Joseph later~! Heard it was a scare fest. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-7289832793663650202?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/7289832793663650202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=7289832793663650202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7289832793663650202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7289832793663650202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-evidence-marilyn-manson.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjcuSfWe34I/AAAAAAAAAyg/Ah_DGlnTU0s/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-9205913286074149412</id><published>2009-06-16T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:43:38.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Noisemaker's Fife - John 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat after me: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My PC is being a bitch.&lt;/span&gt; Nice. Say that three times. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My PC is being a bitch. My PC is being a bitch.&lt;/span&gt; Sigh. It really is being one. It's like the father of all fail-puters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should either: Reformat it; or, give the CPU a kick. [Insert your favourite string of profanities/swear words/vulgarities here.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Forget it. I've lost the mood to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-9205913286074149412?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/9205913286074149412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=9205913286074149412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/9205913286074149412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/9205913286074149412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-noisemakers-fife-john-5.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-1901763138725613820</id><published>2009-06-14T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:56:37.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Ashley - Escape the Fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The song playing currently is dedicated and fully sponsored by Boredom™ to Simon Joseph Shaw Zhi Kiat. Boredom™ is a non-profit organization founded in 2009. All rights reserved.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get my wish to stay home today. Parents decided to go to East Coast Park today. Thankfully, the weather wasn't as abominable as the last few days (a whooping 35 degrees Celsius!); it was nice and windy. Strangely, I enjoyed the wind today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycled for an hour with sis, who is a terrible cyclist. Sigh. She manages to collide with me regardless of what speed she's at. Ah well, nobody's perfect; we're all made in the same mould. It's just that some people are mouldier than others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the holidays. Can't say that I'm enjoying it so far. Then again, I don't look forward to school as well. What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the coming week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gym&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sketch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to Malaysia &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to Peninsula plaza (Guitar strings!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to Old Changi Barracks (We're so familiar with Old Changi Hospital, we could probably give you a tour already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completing the Business Fundamentals project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Basketball (if possible, with the right people)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practicing the guitar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post today. I'm off, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-1901763138725613820?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/1901763138725613820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=1901763138725613820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/1901763138725613820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/1901763138725613820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-ashley-escape-fate-song.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3947995579496751012</id><published>2009-06-12T12:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:08:41.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Seven Years - Saosin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say now is "3-1"! Uber good game today! Trevor Ariza (kickass second-half), Derek Fisher (clutch three-pointers) and Kobe Bryant (another night with crazy numbers) were beyond awesome today. The Lakers will be the champions on Monday, without a doubt! Au revoir, Orlando Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjHfDSJ4RSI/AAAAAAAAAyI/JzblYcQduEY/s1600-h/kobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjHfDSJ4RSI/AAAAAAAAAyI/JzblYcQduEY/s320/kobe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346299480171365666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjHgONROaSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/efdFUYiWaxw/s1600-h/4914_90873883462_8245623462_1952288_5582993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjHgONROaSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/efdFUYiWaxw/s320/4914_90873883462_8245623462_1952288_5582993_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346300767350188322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kickass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was pretty interesting. Had a good dinner with Dorothy at Bedok 85 before deciding to catch a late night movie - Drag Me to Hell. Unfortunately, we were a wee bit too late for the 9PM - 10PM slots, so we gave it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus back to her place and guess what? Lo and behold, a Chinese national talking on the phone at the top of his voice. -cues for an annoyed face- He was practically yelling into the receiver; it's as though his buddy is deaf or something along that line. And I swear that all he was saying was pretty much just "THREE DAYS!" (in Mandarin of course). What about three days? Are you getting laid in three days or something? The nerve of some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie marathon at Joseph's place later. Alright, shall leave you guys to an amazing mix of two good songs! Enjoy, and ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3947995579496751012?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3947995579496751012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3947995579496751012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3947995579496751012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3947995579496751012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-seven-years-saosin-all-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SjHfDSJ4RSI/AAAAAAAAAyI/JzblYcQduEY/s72-c/kobe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-8624597804824965218</id><published>2009-06-11T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:18:21.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Sounds of the Construction of the Lifts Outside - Foreign Workers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not cool when you're trying to sleep and there is this crazily deafening ruckus from just outside your window. They stop for about five minutes, and you think to yourself, some damned peace at last. And before you know it, they're hammering stuff again like nobody's business. Y'know, the noise just annoys and pisses you off. And the humid weather isn't really helping much either. My room feels like a bloody sauna without the air conditioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the upcoming lifts are for convenience and all, but I don't relish the cutting/smashing/whatever-stuff-they-are-doing. Well, the lifts aren't going to be very beneficial for me actually, seeing that I stay on the forth floor. It's the old folks around me (yes, I'm surrounded by dying old folks) who are going to be putting the lift to good use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of old people, it's depressing staying around people who are expiring. I love old people.. if they're alive and kicking.. and.. healthy. But look at my freaking estate! There's a damned funeral every other week. Oh and, someone's probably going to kick the bucket next week. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trust me&lt;/span&gt;, someone died last week already. I suggest they make the funeral tent and stuff permanent or something. Less hassle and stuff. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being insensitive and all.. okay, maybe I am. But well, that's just the way it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a blast. Could have been better if there wasn't only &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt; people. We started off at East Coast and cycled to the Singapore Flyer, Rochor Road, Henderson Waves (where I blindly cycled into Buddhist offerings) and Orchard Road. Rochor Road beancurd is awesomely awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos.. aren't with me. Shall try and steal them from Facebook when Ridho wakes up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I shall try and get some rest after dinner. I'm desperately hoping for the temperature to dip. Ending here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8624597804824965218?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8624597804824965218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8624597804824965218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8624597804824965218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8624597804824965218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-sounds-of-construction-of.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3965972133023995924</id><published>2009-06-10T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:23:28.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Come Back to Me - David Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. The Lakers lost to the Magic about 5 minutes ago, 104 - 108. I swear the games are just getting better, regardless of the results. I'm probably going to end up a Kobe Bryant fan one of this days. He's absolutely crazy on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night cycling with my classmates tonight! I'm already pretty hyped up for it! The only downside is the lack of cash I'm gonna have to deal with tonight. Ever been hungry and cash strapped at the same time? Happens to me every other day. I have really got to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;start saving cash&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I'm going to try the puppy dog face on my mum later before I leave. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post this morning. Shall try and get photos for tonight's trip! Ciao everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3965972133023995924?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3965972133023995924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3965972133023995924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3965972133023995924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3965972133023995924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-come-back-to-me-david-cook.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6819050387793513661</id><published>2009-06-09T13:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:19:52.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Wide Awake - Making April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great morning so far. Went to the gym with Henry at 9AM. Wonder why I did that; the strain I had on my arms yesterday doubled after today's session. Ouch. Ate $1.80 chicken rice @ some random place near the interchange + soya bean milk! Saw Brenna at Subway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righto! Before I leave my house again, I've got an album to recommend to you guys! It's The Egg Hunt by Making April. It's a piano rock/alternative rock band with really good music/lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Si3wpAQdSaI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pVVU2Uf2-3w/s1600-h/200px-Egghunt.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Si3wpAQdSaI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pVVU2Uf2-3w/s320/200px-Egghunt.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345192919992977826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could send it to you if you want it! I'm off. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6819050387793513661?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6819050387793513661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6819050387793513661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6819050387793513661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6819050387793513661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-wide-awake-making-april-had.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Si3wpAQdSaI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pVVU2Uf2-3w/s72-c/200px-Egghunt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-8723347935036303496</id><published>2009-06-09T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:02:52.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Stay the Night - Making April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just did some Facebook note that cracked me up. Well here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google your name, and write down the first webpage link name that makes grammatical sense and is relevant.&lt;br /&gt;Or just pick the funniest one on the first page of results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Google "[your name] needs":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus needs a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I've always called this place 'home'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Google "[your name] looks like":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus looks like the pick of the locals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Google "[your name] likes":&lt;br /&gt;MARCUS LIKES JANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell is Jane?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Google "[your name] says":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says you fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you fail. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Google "[your name] wants":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus wants to tackle the Social Security “problem”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah. Wait.. what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Google "[your name] does":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus does it his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like always, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Google "[your name] hates":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus hates his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I didn't know I felt that way about my job.. what job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Google "[your name] can":&lt;br /&gt;I'm still amazed at the things Marcus can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Google "[your name] goes":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus goes to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Side beckons. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Google "[your name] is":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus is a bit of an animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jaw drops* *Runs around and paws at sofa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Google "[your name] loves":&lt;br /&gt;Marcus loves Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. Holy crap. Holy crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow eh? Ending here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8723347935036303496?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8723347935036303496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8723347935036303496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8723347935036303496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8723347935036303496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-stay-night-making-april.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4937340762930648181</id><published>2009-06-08T10:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:14:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: A Little Too Not Over You - David Archuleta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL moment of Game 2 of the Finals: Jack Nicholson getting (really) pissed off at 4:13 left because of a foul call. Super hilarious, he was hopping mad. Freaking exciting game today; just 2 points apart, 47.7 seconds to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Six27toLm2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/YSvcY-dvxu8/s1600-h/jack_houston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Six27toLm2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/YSvcY-dvxu8/s320/jack_houston.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344777626014423906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chill bro, remember your high blood pressure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post again later! Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Defense~ Defense~ Defense~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiyBrK6edQI/AAAAAAAAAx4/EaJw9tkQFKM/s1600-h/lakers7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiyBrK6edQI/AAAAAAAAAx4/EaJw9tkQFKM/s320/lakers7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344789436445914370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shot block on Kobe that forced overtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lakers won 101 - 96 in OT anyway! Heh, told you. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4937340762930648181?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4937340762930648181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4937340762930648181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4937340762930648181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4937340762930648181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-little-too-not-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Six27toLm2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/YSvcY-dvxu8/s72-c/jack_houston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-5917500131234390185</id><published>2009-06-07T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:09:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Rise Up (Acoustic) - Blessthefall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get through the day without cutting myself with the Swiss knife - probably due to the fact that I didn't have access to one. &lt;br /&gt;[Read the previous sentence and I realized I sound like an emo kid with all that wrist-slashing action. Fret not, I'm perfectly normal.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up this morning with my feet feeling as though they've been stuck in the freezer all night. I wouldn't have been surprised if they were frozen solid. Anyway! Spent an awesome night at Joseph's place with Dorothy. Caught Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street for the second time. Well, good movies just never get old. I could probably watch it another 15,655 times and still find it awesome! It's Tim Burton and Johnny Depp anyway; you can't expect anything less than great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youtube-ed after the movie and found a couple of hilarious Japanese videos. I swear we couldn't stop laughing! Finally made it to dreamland for a couple of hours at about 5AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sivkf54nATI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MpYuR1qzsUo/s1600-h/sweeney-todd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sivkf54nATI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MpYuR1qzsUo/s320/sweeney-todd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344616619570561330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the nice, nice blood spurting. Bloody awesome, no pun intended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Dorothy, Alexia and Xinyi this evening at Pastamania, E Hub, to celebrate Alexia's birthday! Wrote her a nice card with a crappy drawing in it. :D Went over to McCafe later for drinks and stuff! Lock was working today and we got free drinks (Double Chocolate!). Saw DearDearDear working too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy. Heading for bed soon. Goodnight peeps, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5917500131234390185?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5917500131234390185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5917500131234390185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5917500131234390185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5917500131234390185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-rise-up-acoustic.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sivkf54nATI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MpYuR1qzsUo/s72-c/sweeney-todd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-677103744063851965</id><published>2009-06-06T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:19:09.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Mockingbird - Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I cut my forearm today, even though I'm not emo. Here's what happened, I picked up a Swiss knife and wondered whether it was sharp. What would you do? Well, I did the most logical thing ever - I tried the blade on my skin. Aaah, here's to stupidity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping now. Interestingly enough, I'm hooked on Eminem now. Gonna download his latest album tomorrow or something. Cheers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao and goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-677103744063851965?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/677103744063851965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=677103744063851965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/677103744063851965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/677103744063851965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-mockingbird-eminem-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4408128693955322853</id><published>2009-06-05T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:29:34.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Knights of Cydonia - Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get up at 8.59AM today. I had that slight urge to put my alarm on snooze, and now, I think I should have. Why? Game 1 was very one-sided; the Magic was off form. Now, as much as I would like the Lakers to win (which I know they will), where's the fun in watching a lop-sided victory? Keeping my fingers (and toes) crossed for a good Game 2! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a mundane Friday morning so far. It's funny (and ironic) that we all complain of boredom when there's no school and yet we also complain when there's school. Tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiidFTpTwZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/unwNC9Xf0Eo/s1600-h/Photo078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiidFTpTwZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/unwNC9Xf0Eo/s320/Photo078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343693672373535122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating on whether he should hop out and play with his dying-of-boredom owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had much luck in watching the 30th episode of Reaper so far. Every time I try watching it, one of three scenarios could happen. One, it buffers slower than a dying old woman walking. Two, I watch it halfway and realize that I'm late for something or someone. Three, my computer hangs. Awesome, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and today, it's scenario one in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Ending here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4408128693955322853?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4408128693955322853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4408128693955322853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4408128693955322853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4408128693955322853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-knights-of-cydonia-muse-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiidFTpTwZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/unwNC9Xf0Eo/s72-c/Photo078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-511945168812029377</id><published>2009-06-04T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:17:18.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: All Over You - The Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Game 1 of the NBA Finals! I'm all set to catch every single second of the LA Lakers taking on the Orlando Magic (That is, if I can drag myself out of bed at 9 AM). For starters, I think the Lakers are going to win. But hey, when have any of my predictions come true? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the Celtics were going to take on the Lakers this season, and see what happened? They got knocked out by the Magic. I thought Allen Iverson was going to have a good season, and *bam*, he fizzled out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sifyk3pl0QI/AAAAAAAAAxY/OeEr83-t3a4/s1600-h/47278706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sifyk3pl0QI/AAAAAAAAAxY/OeEr83-t3a4/s320/47278706.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343506198125990146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Dwight Howard looks weird. Yes, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here, short and sweet. Ciao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HERE TODAY AND GONE TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-511945168812029377?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/511945168812029377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=511945168812029377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/511945168812029377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/511945168812029377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-all-over-you-spill-canvas.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sifyk3pl0QI/AAAAAAAAAxY/OeEr83-t3a4/s72-c/47278706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-5539185730102325575</id><published>2009-06-04T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:45:25.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Horseshoes And Handgrenades - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's probably the second best song off 21st Century Breakdown. I like the lyrics. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TGR8gW66iqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TGR8gW66iqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horseshoes and Handgrenades - Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna burn it all down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rip it out&lt;br /&gt;Well, everything that you employ&lt;br /&gt;Was meant for me to destroy&lt;br /&gt;To the ground now&lt;br /&gt;So don't you fuck me around&lt;br /&gt;Because I'll shoot you down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna drink, fight, and fuck&lt;br /&gt;And pushing my luck&lt;br /&gt;All the time now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right! Today was quite a fulfilling day. Caught a movie - Terminator Salvation - with about half my class after today's test (Last day of term tests - three cheers!) at Century Square. Don't know about you guys, but I quite like the movie. Loads of explosions and stuff and the Arnold Schwarzenegger look-alike. And there was the Terminator catch-phrase "I'll be back" at one point of the movie. Sounded pretty weird though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER: By the way, I think they should have let John Connor die (Yes, even though he's the main character and all). Don't ask me why though, I just think he should die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Dorothy later at City Hall before we decided to do a thousand and one things, like.. walking around aimlessly, buying some cute (fish-shaped) durian flavoured snack, taking a bus down to Vivo City, reading at Page One, and nine hundred and ninety seven more stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? My PC just pissed me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5539185730102325575?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5539185730102325575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5539185730102325575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5539185730102325575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5539185730102325575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-horseshoes-and-handgrenades.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4598770930416763054</id><published>2009-06-02T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T01:02:47.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came home with brightly painted nails..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4598770930416763054?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4598770930416763054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4598770930416763054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4598770930416763054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4598770930416763054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-none-and-i-came-home-with.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8679456568093274891</id><published>2009-06-01T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:42:55.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: You Better Pray - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't fare very well for today's paper. I had a couple of silly and careless mistakes throughout the paper. God damn it. The last question of the paper was insane. I looked at it and I saw 20 marks evaporate instantly from my total score. Well, I gave it a shot anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't enough, my earpiece extension cable died after my test. Sigh. I was right - anything I own related to earpieces don't last very long. It's as though my ownership shortens its lifespan. Sigh. The extension cable costs about 45 bucks; and its hardly worth it. Sigh. Nothing's cheap this days. Oh wait, I know a group of really cheap people actually. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to study business for a while before heading to Dorothy's place for dinner. Business is going to be screwed as well. Sigh. I'm off. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8679456568093274891?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8679456568093274891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8679456568093274891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8679456568093274891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8679456568093274891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-playing-you-better-pray-red.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4377867151697858329</id><published>2009-05-31T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:20:30.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Pull Me Under - Dream Theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt so confident about a test and went something like "Maths? What's that?" or, "It ain't worth my time." That was me, yesterday. Today, I decided to do a couple of past year term test papers with yesterday's smirk on my face. I completed the first one in about half an hour and was thinking to myself, what an insult to intelligence. Or so I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the second one, and my jaw dropped instantly at the start of Section B. Thank goodness I did the papers. Otherwise, I'd be screwed a thousand times over during tomorrow's test. I shudder to think what would become of me if Mark wasn't home today.. ouch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated every moment of the afternoon. And, no, it wasn't all because of maths. First of all, the weather today was.. and still is completely a complete bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I worked my way through inverse functions and stuff in the humid weather.. with the Jonas Brothers on MTV in the background. You wanna know something about them? No offense to the fans out there, but they don't sing. Not at all. Not one bloody bit. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THEY WHINE, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.&lt;/span&gt; If that wasn't bad enough, sis saunters into the room and goes, "OHMYGODNICKISSOCUTE!!", and starts singing along to their sappy songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every cell in my body then was wishing that the second room to the right was less crammed so I wouldn't have to put up with that torment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm famished.. again. Boooo. Wish I had something to eat now (except for prata; had it three days in a row). Apples? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4377867151697858329?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4377867151697858329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4377867151697858329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4377867151697858329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4377867151697858329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-pull-me-under-dream-theater.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-294300324079951216</id><published>2009-05-30T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:49:35.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Atreyu - Becoming the Bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Functions aren't that difficult after all. The reason why I wasn't able to do those questions earlier this week was probably because I wasn't using my noodle. Now, it's a complete piece of cake (complete with icing and Oreo bits). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's trip to Old Changi Hospital was a lot more exhilarating than the last one. We had less people than before (Me, Joseph, Dorothy, Jesley and Xinyi) but it was anything but freaky because there were about fifteen thousand and twelve people in the building on last count. It was also lot more annoying than the last one, I might add; there were a couple of assholes pelting us with fragments of furniture/etc from the higher levels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was when we met a group of suspicious-looking Chinese nationals at various spots of the building. I accidentally bumped into one of them at a certain narrow corridor after a doorway and he gave me a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; spooky, vacant stare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left about 45 minutes after we came in, due to certain circumstances. Oh and strangely, our strongest light source died out the moment we stepped out of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiDkezy6nNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/THpISTmDtYc/s1600-h/Dorothy+Joseph+Marcus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiDkezy6nNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/THpISTmDtYc/s320/Dorothy+Joseph+Marcus.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341520376012381394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dorothy, Joseph and me @ Somerset! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiDkeoY3DQI/AAAAAAAAAxI/wKo20SeHXvM/s1600-h/Me+and+Swine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiDkeoY3DQI/AAAAAAAAAxI/wKo20SeHXvM/s320/Me+and+Swine.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341520372950306050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and *coughtheswinecough* Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rare that I blog in the afternoon. Anyway! I'm going out already. Until next time, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-294300324079951216?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/294300324079951216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=294300324079951216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/294300324079951216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/294300324079951216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-atreyu-becoming-bull.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SiDkezy6nNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/THpISTmDtYc/s72-c/Dorothy+Joseph+Marcus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-7588817089078962064</id><published>2009-05-28T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:41:04.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Black Rose Dying - Blessthefall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time since Polytechnic term started, I went back home, straight after lunch. I ought to give myself a pet on the back. Pat, I mean. I wouldn't want Bunny on my back. He has mightily pointy nails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision for the upcoming term tests have been great so far; I'm adhering to the timetable I printed out quite recently! Mugged on Business and a bit of Engineering for about an hour and a half this evening! Gee, I think I need another pat on the back yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aiming to be part of the Director's List (top 10% of the BZE cohort), just in case you didn't know. As much as I hate this (useless) course, I'm going to study my ass off, and (hopefully) get into University. So I guess this coming week is really crucial for me. Wish me good luck? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long Google Chrome, the worst internet browser ever! I just did what I should have done a thousand years ago - get rid of Chrome and reinstall Mozilla Firefox. Everything's so much smoother now.. except the damned video buffering of course. Slow as hell. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My collection of new albums from this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Freedom by Akon&lt;br /&gt;- His Last Walk by Blessthefall&lt;br /&gt;- The Curse by Atreyu&lt;br /&gt;- Lead Sails Paper Anchors by Atreyu (Awesome)&lt;br /&gt;- A Death-Grip on Yesterday by Atreyu&lt;br /&gt;- Suicide Notes and Butterfly Kisses by Atreyu&lt;br /&gt;- Ten Thousand Fists by Disturbed (Awesome)&lt;br /&gt;- Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends by Coldplay (Beyond awesome)&lt;br /&gt;- LeftRightLeftRightLeft by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;- The High End of Low by Marilyn Manson (Awesome)&lt;br /&gt;- 21st Century Breakdown by Green Day (Waste of space)&lt;br /&gt;- No Really, I'm Fine by The Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;- Move Along by The All-American Rejects (Fantastic)&lt;br /&gt;- Self titled album by The All-American Rejects (Fantastic)&lt;br /&gt;- Black Holes and Revelations by Muse&lt;br /&gt;- Absolution by Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is that! Little wonder why my phone memory is full. Okay. Ending here! Ciao. [Shall be skipping school tomorrow.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-7588817089078962064?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/7588817089078962064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=7588817089078962064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7588817089078962064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7588817089078962064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-black-rose-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8737399850581058401</id><published>2009-05-27T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:46:27.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Vendetta - Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gave myself a scare. As stupid as its going to sound, here's what happened: I looked in the mirror and saw the reflection. There, I said it. All that talk about supernatural stuff earlier in the evening had me going "What if something followed me home!?". Y'know, that kind of paranoid stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to visit Old Changi Hospital for the second time earlier with Dorothy and Joseph. I do like this supernatural and freaky stuff. It's just that my imagination tends to run wild later. Of course, I don't do weird stuff like calling for Mother Mary.. err.. Bloody Mary at an odd hour of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not superstitious either. The only reason I don't walk under ladders is logical. I mean, who the hell in the right sense of mind walks under one? The only reason I comb my hair at midnight is when I look in the mirror and go "Oh shit, my hair's out of place". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory about supernatural stuff is that.. okay, I don't have my own theory about it actually. It's the usual 'If you don't disturb them, they won't disturb you'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Somerset with the two mentioned above. A really fiery bowl of wan ton mee. I swear my tongue was on fire. I'm positive the cook heard my remark about Chinese nationals (she was one) and added extra chili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph and I saw something really disturbing at Tampines One earlier - a lady with her pants so low, it revealed like half her crack. Sometimes you wonder if it's done on purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here today. I'm going to study for my upcoming tests. Or at least I think I am. Feeling quite drowsy already after such a long day. Goodnight everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8737399850581058401?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8737399850581058401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8737399850581058401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8737399850581058401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8737399850581058401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-vendetta-slipknot-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-7544504201340346504</id><published>2009-05-26T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:30:05.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Inside the Fire - Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is the food burnt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No lah, it's supposed to be like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I bother asking? The cook never says his food tastes irksome, while the artist never claims his masterpiece is hideous. That's my mum's cooking for you. I'm glad I can swallow my food without chewing much. Otherwise, I shudder to think how long I'd be stuck at the dinner table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, at least she bothers to cook, yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had it all figured out. Remember how I said I had too much free time after lessons? Well, turns out that I desperately need all this free time to catch up on my weaker subjects like Engineering, Business and Maths. Hold on, that's everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Goodnight, and goodbye! MY EAR IS BURNING LIKE MAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-7544504201340346504?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/7544504201340346504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=7544504201340346504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7544504201340346504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7544504201340346504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-inside-fire-disturbed-is.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-5956213035941664770</id><published>2009-05-25T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:56:17.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The Wind Blows - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last couple of minutes in the shower pondering about what I told Dorothy earlier. I wonder whether I really meant what I said. But then again, what does it matter? If it happens, it happens. If it doesn't, it's not as though I'd die on the spot right? (On second thought, I think dying on the spot is quite cool.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think shower-time is the best time to think. It's when your thoughts flow out like water from the tap. Wonder if that's good or bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we - Dorothy, Joseph and myself - celebrated Yulin's birthday earlier this evening. I hope she was thoroughly surprised! We popped by her void deck with two slices of cake plus a lifetime supply of knives. I think we shouldn't have bought her cake actually; all that sugar is gonna make that hyperactive girl even more hyperactive! Glad you enjoyed anyway! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper with Dorothy at McDonald's later before taking a walk home. Thanks for the walk home eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering Drawing test today was a huge screw up. My linework/visualization went to the dogs today. God damn it. My drawing after an hour and a half was complete crap. I nearly shouted 'fu-' halfway through the test, and then I realized it wasn't appropriate. Plus, I didn't want to ruin my streak of no-profanities for a piece of paper with dark squiggly lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. On the bright side, it's the last manual drawing I'm gonna do for a long time to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for tonight! Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5956213035941664770?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5956213035941664770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5956213035941664770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5956213035941664770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5956213035941664770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-wind-blows-all-american.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8833310856646771314</id><published>2009-05-24T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:00:29.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Cleansing the Soul - John 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I think naps make you feel more tired. I just got up from bed, about five minutes ago and my eyelids are still as heavy as one-ton noodles from Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym-ed with Henry in the morning at the usual place. It's my second day in a row at the gym; my arms felt as though they were gonna fall especially after yesterday's bench press (we decided to press about 57KG, which happens to be my weight). Didn't get a chance to use that equipment today, thanks to some Chinese guy who hogged it for more than 45 minutes. And you wonder why I dislike them so much? I was actually hoping that he would lose his grip on the bar and *poof*, he gets decapitated or something. I got rather excited after thinking of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right! Yesterday was pretty cool. I went to Hope Church for the second time. Service was alright, although I'm still not used to being surrounded by crazily hyped up dudes. It's so mad, I saw this guy jumping and swinging his arms around. And he ended it off by going onto his knees (oh, and he was still swinging his arms). Anyway! The people there are as friendly as hell, I should actually try and remember their names. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had supper at Mac later with Joseph, Gerald, Alexia and Yensee. It's amazing how we (me and Joseph) are broke most of the time. I've got a feeling we're gonna get used to it.. soon enough. Bus-ed back later. By the time we reached Tampines, I probably lost a quarter of my intelligence and gained resistance to poking. Joseph and Alexia had plenty of fun torturing me and Yensee (we'll sit behind them next time! :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending now at 5.48PM, on a warm and stale Sunday evening. Someone excite me please? Heh. Ciao guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Happy Birthday to Yulin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8833310856646771314?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8833310856646771314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8833310856646771314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8833310856646771314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8833310856646771314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-cleansing-soul-john-5-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4412869155085312314</id><published>2009-05-24T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:24:58.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Arma-Goddamn-Motherfuckin-Geddon - Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to say I wanna sleep! Getting up for gym early tomorrow.. again. Goodnight everyone. Thanks everyone (Joseph, Yensee darling, Alexia and Gerald) for the fun day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4412869155085312314?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4412869155085312314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4412869155085312314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4412869155085312314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4412869155085312314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-arma-goddamn-motherfuckin.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3588923078981845084</id><published>2009-05-22T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:30:17.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: More Than Words - Extreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last five minutes trying to play the intro of the song. Turns out that I'm a dud at reading guitar tabs. I read the first bit, played it and then I realized that I read it wrongly. I guess not everyone can be like John 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is being especially spastic today - complete with hangs and and mini latency spikes. How wonderful is that? Just gave the CPU a boot. Literally. It didn't cry out in pain or anything of that sort, it just.. lagged. My computer for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt very tempted to skip lessons today, due to several reasons: one, I was sleepy; two, I was sleepy; and three, I was sleepy. Wait, did I say I was sleepy? I got up eventually and I was like, if I was going to be late today, I'd skip school or something. Surprisingly, I showered/ate/dressed pretty quickly today, so I had to endure three hours of boredom in campus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Joseph's place later in the afternoon for fun. Oh and I think I rock at making milo! Watched a trailer for an awesome game - Crysis. It wowed me with its super breathtaking and realistic graphics. I'd probably suck at the game, without a doubt. It's like a Marcus characteristic: Must &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;suck&lt;/span&gt; at all games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed down to the interchange later to meet Michelle to give her the CD. Accompanied her for a while before heading home! [Oh, and you're welcome!] Oh, and we saw a hilarious conversation involving an Indian man at the counter at Subway!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here with photos from Tuesday! Oh, and K905-ers, I'm almost done with the class blog, you can get the login details from me! Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShbD4ZiSePI/AAAAAAAAAwo/a0YLxWoRcOo/s1600-h/4158_84719448657_635408657_1741396_5773048_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShbD4ZiSePI/AAAAAAAAAwo/a0YLxWoRcOo/s320/4158_84719448657_635408657_1741396_5773048_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338669781989095666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShbD4HgLBUI/AAAAAAAAAwg/VtqJRFjO12A/s1600-h/4158_84719428657_635408657_1741392_1278682_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShbD4HgLBUI/AAAAAAAAAwg/VtqJRFjO12A/s320/4158_84719428657_635408657_1741392_1278682_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338669777148380482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShbD37PNK0I/AAAAAAAAAwY/f6GSyUQoSSE/s1600-h/4158_84719263657_635408657_1741365_8159692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShbEM9d0SyI/AAAAAAAAAw4/MNHiK6VNgqM/s320/4158_84719478657_635408657_1741400_45864_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338670135231400738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3588923078981845084?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3588923078981845084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3588923078981845084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3588923078981845084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3588923078981845084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-more-than-words-extreme-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShbD4ZiSePI/AAAAAAAAAwo/a0YLxWoRcOo/s72-c/4158_84719448657_635408657_1741396_5773048_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-9146032761344396708</id><published>2009-05-20T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:01:41.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The Undertaker's Thirst For Revenge Is Unquenchable (The Final Battle) - Chiodos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hell of a long title. It was so long, I had it copied from the file name. Oh, and I can't play the song in iTunes. I've got this sinking feeling that all the programs I have on my desktop are anti-Marcus. MSN rebels against me every time I switch user (from my brother over to me). I have to freaking reboot the system just to come online. Tell me, how screwed up is that?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Just (okay.. an hour and forty eight minutes ago) caught the American Idol finale on TV, while tuning my guitar. I don't know about you guys, but Adam's going to win for sure. Kris was good tonight, but I think Adam's the better singer, hands down. Plus, I like his image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for a side note, I think that tuning a guitar requires more skill than actually playing the guitar. And it didn't help that I might have screwed up the tuner somehow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a visitor in the form of a swine, by the name of Dorothy, today. Gave her a hand (now I've only got one left. :( Sorry for the cold joke.) with her school assignments. I knew it was a good idea to keep the TIME magazines in the house! Definitely came in handy today, unlike any other day, when it's used to kill time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering quiz tomorrow! Safe to say that I know nuts about it. Ending here! Ciao people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-9146032761344396708?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/9146032761344396708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=9146032761344396708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/9146032761344396708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/9146032761344396708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-undertakers-thirst-for.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6168033554956764724</id><published>2009-05-19T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:58:53.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: New Divide - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally got my paws on the new Linkin Park single for Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen soundtrack, thanks loads to Michelle! Unfortunately, I think the song sounds like any other random song. Kinda disappointing; I expected more! I miss the old Linkin Park stuff: One Step Closer, Numb, Breaking the habit, yeah, you get the picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Transformers 2 though! After watching the latest (and most awesome) trailer, I swore I would catch it in the cinema even if I had to sit on the freaking aisle. The Fallen looks bloody cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShK2rMdurAI/AAAAAAAAAwI/--fwQgnpaG4/s1600-h/463px-Fallen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShK2rMdurAI/AAAAAAAAAwI/--fwQgnpaG4/s320/463px-Fallen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337529361584008194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the toy, but hey! It's the epitome of cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my WRTORAl presentation this afternoon. I didn't really like my presentation. I felt it wasn't engaging enough. Except, of course, for my introduction when I was poking fun at Stephen Hawking. You know who he is, right? The genius who looks as though he's melting. Where was I? Err, right, presentation. My ending was completely abrupt probably because I didn't really rehearse. My five minute rehearsal last night was like, "Stem cells are unspecialized cells and they.. oh hey, someone commented on my Facebook profile!" [replies comment]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little wonder why I got a B. Better luck next time, Marcus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a crap load of photos after WRTORAL because everyone was dressed formally today. Sam was probably in EVERY photo. Shall throw them here when someone uploads them on Facebook later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Joseph after the photo taking. We did all the weird stuff in the toilet that you could never imagine. And no, we didn't do anything dirty. Or at least I don't think so.. right, Joseph? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ending here! Enjoying I Wrote This Song by Making April now, thanks once again, Mich! Ciao everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6168033554956764724?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6168033554956764724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6168033554956764724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6168033554956764724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6168033554956764724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-new-divide-linkin-park-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShK2rMdurAI/AAAAAAAAAwI/--fwQgnpaG4/s72-c/463px-Fallen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-2153367844134015183</id><published>2009-05-19T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:31:14.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Viva La Vida - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out the NBA website the moment I was done with my shower. It lagged. Then it hanged. And then, my jaw dropped after I refreshed the page later. The Boston Celtics were toppled by the Orlando Magic. I support the Celtics, but after Kevin Garnett was out for the post season, I knew their road to the finals was over. Oh well, there's still next year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a feeling it will be Cleveland against Los Angeles in the finals. And speaking of which, I found two awesome Nike advertisements yesterday (skip if you don't follow NBA). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FtzQ0eXVoJo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FtzQ0eXVoJo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f2B0KHoELug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f2B0KHoELug&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody funny. I love the second one. "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There are my THREE championship rings!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally managed to finish my engineering drawing (minus the dimensioning). Is that cool or what? Edwin (teacher) said my line work was good and that the drawing was quite nice. Finally. I've been waiting to hear that since forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great evening spent with Dorothy earlier. Dinner + supper + chat; couldn't ask for more right? Walked her home before strolling back accompanied by my faulty handphone. I think the stuff I own have really, really short life spans. Maybe I shouldn't get married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here with the phrase of the day: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eh, Raymond! Your hair take bowl cut wan ah?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say? I laughed like I never laughed before. Okay! Goodnight people, wish me good luck for tomorrow's blasted presentation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2153367844134015183?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2153367844134015183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2153367844134015183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2153367844134015183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2153367844134015183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-viva-la-vida-coldplay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6562430981143323397</id><published>2009-05-17T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:22:18.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Clocks - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished up my WRTORAL project, cue cards and all. All that's left is the presentation on Tuesday. I'm pumped with confidence like the random guy at my door earlier was pumped with alcohol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded LeftRightLeftRightLeft off Coldplay's official website! I think it's awesome, considering that I'm not a huge Coldplay fan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShA3HGf-l3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/pnyr-dxLVJ4/s1600-h/leftrightleftrightleft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShA3HGf-l3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/pnyr-dxLVJ4/s320/leftrightleftrightleft.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336826153577387890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the title. LeftRightLeftRightLeft. Awesome-ness. OH ohh OHHH~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to practice my guitar. Someone lend me a tuner, pretty please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6562430981143323397?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6562430981143323397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6562430981143323397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6562430981143323397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6562430981143323397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-clocks-coldplay-just.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/ShA3HGf-l3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/pnyr-dxLVJ4/s72-c/leftrightleftrightleft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-7493950147100093061</id><published>2009-05-17T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:00:44.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Roses and Butterflies - Making April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity the album Runaway World by Making April doesn't have enough seeds to download. In fact, it doesn't even have any seeds. Piano rock is really quite awesome. I have a very wide taste in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty quiet day for me, and for once, I'm thankful for it. Spent my afternoon reading up on Business Fundamentals. And, unfortunately, after reading, Raju the Lizard probably has about the same knowledge on it as me. Caught The Da Vinci Code on VCD just before dinner. Did I mention that Angels &amp; Demons was better? Well, it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Liverpool vs West Brom playing just 4 inches away from me. Yeah, soccer - 20 men chasing a ball with another 2 men on either end. You know, I've never found soccer very interesting. And it's not because I can't dribble a ball for more than five minutes without finding a way of tripping over it. It's just.. not entertaining enough for me. No offense to soccer fanatics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, about time to get started on my cue cards for Tuesday's presentation. So long friends. And a million thanks to Dorothy for the awesome card plus the cute eraser. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-7493950147100093061?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/7493950147100093061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=7493950147100093061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7493950147100093061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7493950147100093061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-roses-and-butterflies.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8969472306884021229</id><published>2009-05-16T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:29:57.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Disappear - Bullet for my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly comprehend myself. There was this huge argument with my parents earlier, so huge, I nearly walked out of the house. They kept ranting on bullshit that I don't care about - my temper and all that crap. I was just plain frustrated. Lately, my emotions have been on a damned roller coaster. Happy at one point, annoyed at another, sometimes insecure. Then, my mum finally said something that struck home. I felt real tears for the first time in a billion years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my brother was still in camp today. Not that I don't like him around; I just want to be alone.. by myself. Just to listen to music, or read a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't have a conscience. Then, I wouldn't be bugged by the things I say or do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of making my blog private for this few days, but then again, what's the point? I just want to rant and the world can see/read/comment for all I care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say that the world is unfair but I guess it is overrated and overused, not to mention childish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8969472306884021229?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8969472306884021229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8969472306884021229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8969472306884021229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8969472306884021229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-disappear-bullet-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2946641308040370742</id><published>2009-05-16T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:29:50.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: None&lt;br /&gt;Now feeling: Tired beyond tired/thirsty beyond comprehension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, there are no stories to tell today. But I met a moth named Raja who was sitting on my window pane (only to get smashed by my mum). Yeah, my family can't get along with Indian insects/reptiles. And did you know smashing a moth makes a terrible mess? Its as though the moth disintegrates into stuff that strongly resembles dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three hours in school nearly killed me. I was so sleepy I couldn't finish my engineering drawing. Oh but then again, I wouldn't be able to finish it while I'm wide awake. So yeah, pretend I never typed that. Had lunch with Raymond, Joey and one of their friends (whose name couldn't book a permanent spot in my head). Was it Malvina? Joey wrote an awesomely sweet/cute note for me plus a small bit of cheesecake! Yeah, pity I can't eat it! Ugh, cheese sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels &amp; Demons-ed with Dorothy at TM later. I liked both the movie and the book. But as always, the book pawns the film twice over. I like the idea of branding people. I think its pretty cool. I can think of some people I would like to brand with a white-hot chunk of metal. Picture his flesh burning off.. wow. Imagine the scent of his burning skin.. mmm. Whoops, got a little bit carried away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Fangyi at the toilet after the movie! Well, not at the toilet. Y'know, outside the toilet. Had dinner together at KFC before heading off (Fangyi went home while Dorothy accompanied me to my grandparents' place to collect tasty food). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stop here! Ciao guys, and goodnight. May you dream of flying ice-cream trucks and levitating tunas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2946641308040370742?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2946641308040370742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2946641308040370742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2946641308040370742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2946641308040370742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-none-now-feeling-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4979776685271524351</id><published>2009-05-15T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:56:52.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: All Over You - The Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you guys a story. Once there was a lizard named Raju who lived in a bathroom. Okay, I have no idea where he really resides, so I'll just assume he lived there. Anyway! One day, Raju decided to climb his favourite bathroom wall while some dude called Marcus was taking a shower. He climbed up a fraction of an inch from the floor, and to his surprise, he was slipping. He tried and tried, and he just couldn't reach the top. Little did he know that thing called Marcus who was taking a shower had other plans for his little life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a sudden, violent jet of water blasting his little green body off the wall. Soon, Raju found himself blasted against the corner of the toilet. Then, he knew that everything he knew would soon be over. He prayed to his lizard God and felt the pressure from the water force his tiny eyes out of its sockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raju's body was then swept into the gutter oft the toilet. The end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a true story, by the way. Except for the eye socket thingy. Heh. Silly Raju. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I took the time to post this crap. It's time for bed already. Better get to sleep soon, lest I be late for lessons again tomorrow. And speaking of that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I walk into EFFCOM class 20 minutes late]&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Hello, you are?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, umm, Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Marcus. [scans class list] Oh dear, why are you late?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, I couldn't get my hair straight this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher [with priceless look on face]: Okay.. honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice. I better get to bed. Goodnight folks and ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I just soaked my earpieces. AGAIN. S-H-I-T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4979776685271524351?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4979776685271524351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4979776685271524351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4979776685271524351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4979776685271524351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-all-over-you-spill-canvas.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6712950634566983747</id><published>2009-05-14T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:42:40.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Love Sex Magic - Ciara Feat. Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to start of with a birthday song for an awesome friend and a fantastic brother, Andre! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Happy birthday to you~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Andre~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would very much like to sing in Tamil, but I can't. I promise I'll learn it before you turn 118. Oops, I mean 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be tucked into bed by now. But I thought I'd be a tad more hardworking tonight and do a little bit of my PowerPoint presentation for Tuesday. It's going to be my first formal presentation, and (strangely), I'm quite psyched up for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out the formal wear at G2000 earlier. I smell about $150 (plus shoes from some other store) vanishing into thin air. I think I'm going to try and psycho my dad into getting them for me. Gotta practice that pathetic 'but-I-have-no-cash' face in front of the mirror tomorrow. It could go two ways. He would either go, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Aiya&lt;/span&gt;, okay &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;." or, "So? Isn't your pay coming?" See, I know him inside out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. All these late nights are going to kill my face and my appetite sooner or later. Well technically, it already has. Gah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6712950634566983747?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6712950634566983747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6712950634566983747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6712950634566983747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6712950634566983747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-love-sex-magic-ciara-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2311775165448091994</id><published>2009-05-13T00:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:25:43.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: It Ends Tonight - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight, it ends tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight, it ends tonight, it ends tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in an All-American Rejects mood today. And I've no idea why! It's like crack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Playing: Dance Inside - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What makes the one to shake you down?&lt;br /&gt;Each touch belongs to each new sound&lt;br /&gt;Say now you want to shake me too&lt;br /&gt;Move down to me, slip into you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was quite dull today. Like yesterday, like always. I skipped the first lecture of today - E Maths 1 for extra sleep. I suppose I shouldn't have done that because old Fred (lecturer) decided to cover more today. Booo. I sat through the tutorial later with loads of question marks in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRTORAL was alright. I presented my speech to some classmates and they said I sounded very confident. Awesome. Unfortunately, they couldn't make head or tail out of what stem cells are. Well, I blame myself for taking on this challenging topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines One/Tampines Mall with Timothy, Raymond and Ridho after lessons. Bought Milo McFlurry for the third day in a row! Nothing like ice cream to keep me contented. Bought pink and purple shoelaces with Raymond later. I think my shoes look awesome now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. I feel lazy to upload the photos I took in the past week or so. So yeah, I shall do that.. sooner or later.. I guess. Goodnight, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My MSN is down again. God damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2311775165448091994?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2311775165448091994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2311775165448091994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2311775165448091994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2311775165448091994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-it-ends-tonight-all.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3503695207316576452</id><published>2009-05-12T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:21:19.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Supermassive Black Hole - Muse&lt;br /&gt;Currently free from: WRTORAL, until next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second post for today! Technically, it's the first post of tomorrow, but who cares! I just finished my WRTORAL assignment. I'm surprised. I thought I was going to end at like 3AM or something. My research journal is made up of: 20% proper work, 40% worth of stupidity and 40% worth of rubbish. At least my speech outline looks awesome. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow's weather is going to be dry and cool. Lately, it feels like Hell on Earth. I start sweating even before I step out of my place.. and then it gets worse. A lot worse. Aaah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3503695207316576452?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3503695207316576452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3503695207316576452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3503695207316576452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3503695207316576452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-supermassive-black-hole.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-5618876696839922663</id><published>2009-05-11T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:40:20.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Something - Escape the Fate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired. I feel like sleeping till it's time to get up in the morning. Unfortunately, I've got so much research on stem cells for my presentation to be done. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite pissed that I couldn't finish my engineering drawing quiz today. I don't know if anyone else did, but I'm quite disappointed that I didn't. I had to erase my drawing multiple times due to silly errors. To think that I've done it a thousand and fifty seven times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I got full marks for my E Maths quiz today. I'm positive that that was my paper - I'm probably the only one who wrote in fluorescent pink. Super striking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Better get started before I get screwed by that woman in class tomorrow. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5618876696839922663?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5618876696839922663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5618876696839922663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5618876696839922663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5618876696839922663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-something-escape-fate-im.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4489064268287995076</id><published>2009-05-11T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:48:53.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Connect the Dots - The Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way this song sounds - very soothing. I don't usually listen to emo bands, but this song is really good. I think I got hooked on it last night while being emo. I can't embed it here, unfortunately. Blogger is screwing with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Don't you just love the feeling of my fingertips,&lt;br /&gt;circling your lips.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love the desire taking hold of you,&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you do.&lt;br /&gt;I know all your favorite spots,&lt;br /&gt;and tonight we will connect the dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent half the day in a state of unconsciousness. I think I woke up at about 12.30PM; just in time for the worst lunch in ages - a Burger King meal. I don't have anything against Burger King, but there was something yellow and revolting sitting in my burger, all melted on the beef patty. Need I say more? Lunch became a small packet of fries, an apple and a can of coke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated doing some engineering drawing after my shower. But being me, I merely visualized the orthographic drawings in my head before going through a bit of maths. And before long, I was fast asleep again.. until it was almost dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to the library with Joseph later in the evening to work on my WRTORAL thingy. Did a bit of research and borrowed two ridiculously profound and heavy books before heading off for supper at Tampines West. Stem cells, I-hate-you. &lt;br /&gt;[I know you told me to quit saying thank you for the help, but hey, thank you.. again.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it would be like for me now, if I wasn't colour blind, and in the Interior Architecture and Design course. Wonder if I would fare better than my current course. Well, for your information, I'm not doing as well as I imagined. I don't know why, but I don't feel very motivated to study. Someone hit me in the head, please? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you guys something funny. Last week, during the Engineering Drawing quiz, I helped a classmate draw the missing parts to her drawing after I was done with mine. And, on Friday, when it was returned to us, guess what? I got an 'average' for mine, and she got a 'good'. Hilarious x 9843589753982385&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to work on my silly WRTORAL. Once again, I-hate-you, stem cells. Hopefully, I won't be up till 3AM again. Goodnight guys, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4489064268287995076?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4489064268287995076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4489064268287995076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4489064268287995076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4489064268287995076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-connect-dots-spill-canvas-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4437939685764463362</id><published>2009-05-10T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:13:52.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Talk Shows on Mute - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was, on my way home on the bus, all alone, wondering why the hell things had to happen that way. I had 'When it Rains' played on loop, and after it played about 7 times, I just felt all that anger in me just drain away and turn to sadness. I just stared blankly out of the window and kept thinking. I didn't even realize when I reached the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wonder how much others value me. Sometimes, I wonder, whether we are just pawns in God's game of chess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days worth of shit. Really, how awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough about the shit. I did something odd today - I skipped church to go to church. I ended up at Hope church after hopping out of St Joseph's church. Sounds stupid, but, yes, that's what happened. It's fairly peaceful at Hope, and I must say that I quite like it there. However, I hated it when the congregation got all excited and noisy at some points and killed the serenity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy myself for quite a bit though, with Joseph and Yensee darling (oops), and Gerald, later on. Unfortunately, happiness is really short-lived, as well all know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I don't feel like gym-ing tomorrow. What's worse is all the homework/revision that I have left undone. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-need-sleep. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4437939685764463362?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4437939685764463362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4437939685764463362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4437939685764463362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4437939685764463362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-talk-shows-on-mute-incubus.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8736492758829571274</id><published>2009-05-09T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:09:01.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: When It Rains - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And no, oh, how could you do it?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I, I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;And no, oh, I need an ending&lt;br /&gt;So why can't you stay just long enough to explain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you say, you know your friends inside out. Is that right? How would you know that for sure? Things happen and you get a ticket to see their uglier nature. How nice, hypocrite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8736492758829571274?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8736492758829571274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8736492758829571274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8736492758829571274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8736492758829571274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-when-it-rains-paramore-and.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-497571562249548189</id><published>2009-05-07T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:32:39.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: New Age Girl - Deadeye Dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I said I would post yesterday, but I dropped like a sack of potatoes the moment I hit home. That, was how tired I was. Gym for about 45 minutes + 1.6KM run at stadium knocked the wind out of me. Damn, I think I'm getting unfit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punchline of the day: "Don't tell me what to do, please." Straight to the face of some retard who couldn't keep his mouth shut. Really, such people really piss me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, it was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; better than listening to a bunch of Chinese guys at the basketball court. They were awesome. Not at basketball. They were awesome at laughing like a bunch of idiots. Weee. I think I'm fated to cross paths with such &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;. Aaah. Thank you so much, God (in a tone dripping with sarcasm). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball. Today was the trial for the school team. Went down to the Sports Complex with Ivan and Songhan at about 7PM. The trip to the changing room was horrifying - tall and well built freshmen walking out with basketball jerseys. That was the end, I guess. True enough, we didn't make it past the first round (dribbling drill + layups). Can't say I wasn't expecting it; I was just trying my luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography, here I come~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I installed a Mac OS on my PC recently. Yesterday, actually. And about 7 minutes ago, I got rid of it. It was getting onto my nerves - slowing down my already slow PC. Worse still, I couldn't use Windows Live Messenger. Come to think of it, I still can't, and I don't know why. Shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for a nice cup of super, super cold milo or water now. Too bad for me, I have neither at the moment. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? Google Chrome just died on me. Thank goodness Blogger has a autosave function. :D Ending here. Ciao~ And yeah, I just got my almost-frozen water from the freezer. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-497571562249548189?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/497571562249548189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=497571562249548189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/497571562249548189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/497571562249548189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-new-age-girl-deadeye-dick-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-667904066034624832</id><published>2009-05-06T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:39:20.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The Reflecting God - Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piling of presentation work has apparently left me unable to blog for 2 days. I shall be posting again, really, really soon. I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-667904066034624832?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/667904066034624832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=667904066034624832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/667904066034624832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/667904066034624832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-reflecting-god-marilyn.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8823755644847450799</id><published>2009-05-03T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:19:32.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Sunshine - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just caught X-Men 3: The Last Stand. I still think it's loads better than X-Men Origins: Wolverine! The latter was really dry and boring at some points; I only liked the adamantium bonding scene and the final battle with Weapon XI. Gambit (one of my more favourite characters) was a little disappointing though, I was expecting.. well, more from him. I hope there will be a Deadpool spin-off in the near future. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks have passed since I started Polytechnic life. It's not too bad so far. Can't say that I liked Secondary School life better; nothing beats this amount of freedom. Besides, those spotchecks ("Take out those ear sticks!") were really annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I've been trying to figure out what to do with my free time lately. I mean, there's too much for my liking. It's human.. no, Singaporean nature: Too little time = complain, too much time = also complain. You can never appease us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only lesson that I feel is a complete waste of time is Writing and Oral Presentation. I feel like dropping it, seriously. Wonder if I had mentioned that I have to redo my work I did last week. I think my topic is too complicated and profound for my teacher (she didn't know what she was talking about last week), let alone myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a huge bore. I stayed home and watched TV the whole afternoon. From Like Mike 2 to Hip Hop Countdown on MTV. I don't understand how anyone can sit in front of the TV screen for hours. Really. It took me half an hour to start getting restless. Sis wasn't helping much, she was just being herself - a complete retard. Awesome x 324823789429.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to check out Assassin's Creed on Youtube that day. The trailer was loads better than how it was described to me. Super stylish game play. I hope I won't suck at it like how I sucked at Bioshock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sf2nf4L32RI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VOkcq08GQm8/s1600-h/460px-Ezio_full_shot_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sf2nf4L32RI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VOkcq08GQm8/s320/460px-Ezio_full_shot_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331601699976501522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those knives look awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here. Ciao guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I need a new guitar tuner~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8823755644847450799?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8823755644847450799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8823755644847450799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8823755644847450799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8823755644847450799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-sunshine-all-american.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Sf2nf4L32RI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VOkcq08GQm8/s72-c/460px-Ezio_full_shot_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-4347224176070156182</id><published>2009-05-02T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:18:38.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Gives You Hell - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to start off this post with something emo-ish that was on my mind. I typed it out, read it, and I thought it sounded a little bit melodramatic. And, I don't like sounding that way if I can help it. Lets leave this at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest haircut has hauled in an equal amount of positive and negative comments. And being human, I had to defend my haircut from the negative ones, such as '.. look like retard..' (thanks so much, Andre). The positive ones were generally stuff like 'You look cute' and 'You don't look like an ah beng anymore!'. I like the latter. I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt; being categorized and grouped with a bunch of mindless fools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome dinner and evening spent with my clique (Andre, Dorothy, Elaine, Fangyi, Martin, Xinyi and Zhiwei) today at Bedok 85. Haven't seen the RP people in ages! Heh. Caught up with them while munching on nice nice food - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hokkien mee, bak chor mee,&lt;/span&gt; stingray, sotong and chicken wings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Xinyi's house after dinner to play some random games later. I think we need to think of some crazy dares/forfeits, like jumping off the second story or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think that the 'truth' part in Truth or Dare is stupid, because all everyone asks is stuff like, 'Who do you like?', and if the person is attached, it would be, 'Have you had a crush on any other guy or girl during your current relationship?'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym tomorrow with Andre and Zhiwei, followed by basketball at PRCC. Three cheers, for I haven't touched the basketball since forever! Shall end with a couple of photos taken over the past 2 weeks. Actually, I think there's only 4. But heck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstYLT1JpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/90lMHOYjFXA/s1600-h/Guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstYLT1JpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/90lMHOYjFXA/s320/Guitar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330904477299189394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar-ing at Joseph's place. I suck at playing - my G chord sounds like a cat getting tortured and when I progress to E it sounds as though the cat died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstYB_0FeI/AAAAAAAAAvo/QHxKmucMe4c/s1600-h/CutHere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstYB_0FeI/AAAAAAAAAvo/QHxKmucMe4c/s320/CutHere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330904474799314402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to draw this.. really often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstXxaDD6I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nd266XgTAPk/s1600-h/Devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstXxaDD6I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nd266XgTAPk/s320/Devil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330904470345944994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstWkmXuAI/AAAAAAAAAvY/gcmZpOJxgAw/s1600-h/ICs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstWkmXuAI/AAAAAAAAAvY/gcmZpOJxgAw/s320/ICs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330904449728100354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstWKsFkQI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tGpeZSZfKtw/s1600-h/DorothyandLeon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstWKsFkQI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tGpeZSZfKtw/s320/DorothyandLeon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330904442772754690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy and Leon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, one more than expected. Off I go. Ciao, and goodnight guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4347224176070156182?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4347224176070156182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4347224176070156182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4347224176070156182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4347224176070156182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-gives-you-hell-all-american.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfstYLT1JpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/90lMHOYjFXA/s72-c/Guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-662744187327463281</id><published>2009-05-01T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:59:05.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall probably be posting tonight. Well, here's a (hilarious) video to keep you guys occupied. Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1NoOOoaNw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1NoOOoaNw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-662744187327463281?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/662744187327463281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=662744187327463281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/662744187327463281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/662744187327463281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-playing-none.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3507161990178716617</id><published>2009-04-30T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:52:54.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Sounds of Impalement - John 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is suffering from major lag. There is a freaking 2 second delay after I hit the keys on my keyboard. It's beyond irritating! -lag- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an urge to throw my chair into the monitor now. Yeah, it's a blessing and a bitch to be owned by me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and about bitches. Bus service 8 is definitely the King of Bitches. Hands down. I missed 3 of them this morning - because they were completely packed. By the time the third one went by, it was 10 minutes to 9AM (which is when class starts). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took a taxi. And there was this random girl who came by and asked to share a cab. So I was like, 'Yeah, why not?' I mindlessly stuck my hand out to hail a cab without looking, and.. I got the most expensive one ever - $5 starting fare, plus another $1.75 for the peak hour surcharge. We took the cab 3 bus stops away from campus and it cost us $9.20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a free ride coz we only had a $10 note each. Gosh. Sometimes I think I'm really, really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with a bunch of ex-East View-ians and two other dudes at ITAS after school. Thank goodness I didn't have enough cash. Lets leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to crash a lecture (AMS) with Raymond after lunch, but the plan was aborted because I was late. Whoops. Went to the library instead to look at random nude photos. Kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Joseph's place later. Played.. no, watched him play Bioshock. Graphics were awesome! And the gore.. nice. He just wouldn't leave the corpses alone. It would have probably killed him to not hit the corpses with a wrench and burn their remains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallout 3 and Unreal Tournament 3 have awesome graphics too! Fallout 3 is crazily realistic. And I like how you can disintegrate heads with gun shots. -splat- (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner (cooked by him and his mum) was awesome; fried tofu, random vegetables and fish head curry. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There was apple juice too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played the electric guitar for the first time! No amplifiers though. But I must say that it hurts less than playing the acoustic guitar. I've made a vow to myself to practice for at least half an hour everyday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here! Ciao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fangyi get well soon~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3507161990178716617?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3507161990178716617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3507161990178716617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3507161990178716617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3507161990178716617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-sounds-of-impalement-john-5.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-978393125232068608</id><published>2009-04-28T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:03:02.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Know Your Enemy - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, I nearly got pulped by a car yesterday. Scary experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to the bus stop to get to school. I stopped at the traffic light and hammered the traffic light button repeatedly (as though it would make the lights turn green instantly). Then, I looked up at the set of lights for vehicles. It turned red. Stupidly, I began to cross the road. Here's the thing about me - I cross the road with my eyes fixed to the ground. So, some dude honked and I finally looked up. I turned, and bam, there was a car directly in front of me. I turned to walk back and a motorcycle went past me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I'm still in one piece to post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine it happened differently: The traffic lights for vehicles turn red. I cross the road without looking. An oncoming Mercedes rams my ass over. I roll on the ground from the impact. I struggle to get up. And before I do, a speeding motorcycle comes by and decapitates me. My head rolls on the road like a basketball. Blood flows like the Niagara Falls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting. Shall leave you with this bloody/morbid scenario that COULD have happened. Ciao, and goodnight. I just got abandoned.. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-978393125232068608?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/978393125232068608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=978393125232068608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/978393125232068608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/978393125232068608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-know-your-enemy-green-day.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6307234209849088396</id><published>2009-04-27T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:59:52.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Valentine's Day - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of miss Neopets after I came across the words 'Walking Carpet' (which happens to be a 'Petpet' in the game). I find that pretty cool. Walking Carpet. I wish I had one. I think I named a pet 'Carpet' before. Maybe I should name my kid 'Carpet' in the future. Mmm, Carpet Lim. Wow, I like it already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest day of the week was quite alright, contrary to what I expected. Lab was quite fun; a classmate laughed as though he was on crack (in a good way.. that is, if there is one). So, we laughed about him laughing, as funny as that sounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I made an enemy with my 'NOT MADE IN CHINA' badge I got from Valentine's/Friendship Day earlier this year. Apparently, some Chinese dude didn't like it very much. He gave me &lt;span style="font-style:bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; face. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation tomorrow! I finally found my elusive table of statistics. I'm going to keep my fingers (and toes, if necessary) crossed that everything goes smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfXED_56P7I/AAAAAAAAAvI/srlMMYFeANk/s1600-h/K905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfXED_56P7I/AAAAAAAAAvI/srlMMYFeANk/s320/K905.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329381307035828146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class photo taken during orientation. By the way, I don't know what was up with our (me and Ridho) poses. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bagged from Facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Dorothy after school to collect my Business Fundamentals textbook I left with her last week. Took a walk around the three shopping malls in Tampines.. which is really quite boring already. We saw tonnes of plastic girls everywhere. Wonder what's up with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked her back and took a slow walk home accompanied with my not-so-awesome-handphone with an awesome music player. I think the song This War Is Ours (The Guillotine Part II) by Escape the Fate is going to become the most played song on my phone soon. The guitar intro and solo never gets old. NEVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to end here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6307234209849088396?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6307234209849088396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6307234209849088396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6307234209849088396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6307234209849088396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-valentines-day-linkin-park.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfXED_56P7I/AAAAAAAAAvI/srlMMYFeANk/s72-c/K905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-73386276581334035</id><published>2009-04-26T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:55:05.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: I'd Come For You - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally touched my homework. I think I deserve a pat on the back. Make that two pats on the back, while you're at it. E Maths was a walk in the park while Engineering drawing was completely annoying because I realized that I lost my awesome-looking compass (plus the fact that I was drawing on a plain A3 paper instead of graph paper - I'm about 1mm off; boohoo.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a graph away from completing my homework for Writing and Oral Presentation. My topic is the bomb - Stem Cell Business. One of the tougher topics there, for a nice challenge. I was doing fine until I came to the graph/table of statistics. I got stuck at that part for about 45 minutes and counting. Wee. &lt;br /&gt;[Thanks Joseph for your opinions and help!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of work yesterday was a killer. I didn't get a chance to breathe; the guests practically rained orders on me. My partner wasn't much of a help, because she was missing half the time. Plastic girl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our manager realized that we [the staff] were stealing drinks last night while counting stock. Well, only the blind wouldn't notice; you should have seen the number ripped plastics/broken containers and missing drinks. Eye-opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably left before I felt her wrath, if she unleashed it, that is. Thank goodness. Taxi ride back was interesting. Zhiwei and I were planning on abandoning our (penniless) Sri Lankan colleague by alighting first. I spoke a heck load of Mandarin in the cab so he wouldn't understand the plan. I think I need another pat on the back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we aborted the plan. We had to be nice, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Day's new album will be released on the 15th of next month! Their first single 'Know Your Enemy' sounds great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfRzzrMk7kI/AAAAAAAAAvA/F3cwChN-hXo/s1600-h/600px-21st_Century_Breakdown_Album_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfRzzrMk7kI/AAAAAAAAAvA/F3cwChN-hXo/s320/600px-21st_Century_Breakdown_Album_Cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329011590692138562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;21st Century Breakdown. To pirate or not to pirate? I wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be a long day. I'm going to be fueled by milo and green tea to keep awake. Yes, and speaking of milo, it's terrible the school doesn't sell packeted milo. I think the milo they sell is SUPER diluted. That's not cool when it is your staple drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to graph-hunting. Off for today, ciao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;By now you know that&lt;br /&gt;I'd come for you&lt;br /&gt;No one but you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd come for you&lt;br /&gt;But only if you told me to&lt;br /&gt;I'd fight for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie it's true&lt;br /&gt;Give my life for you&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd always come for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-73386276581334035?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/73386276581334035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=73386276581334035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/73386276581334035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/73386276581334035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-id-come-for-you-nickelback.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SfRzzrMk7kI/AAAAAAAAAvA/F3cwChN-hXo/s72-c/600px-21st_Century_Breakdown_Album_Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-542614497118382437</id><published>2009-04-26T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:00:45.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted during work earlier: two Caucasians kissing with extreme tongue action for about five whole minutes. At some point, the dude looked as though he was going to chew the lady's face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post, more tomorrow, I hope. Ciao guys, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-542614497118382437?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/542614497118382437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=542614497118382437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/542614497118382437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/542614497118382437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-none-spotted-during-work.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6804692368715006450</id><published>2009-04-25T01:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:44:41.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: You and Me and the Devil Makes Three - Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to turn off my PC actually, and then, I had a sudden urge to post. I think blogging rocks my socks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I love my timetable on Fridays; I have 3 hours of lesson, starting at 9AM. How awesome is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out at the library with (take a deep breath, it's a hellishly long list) okay, forget it. Let's just say there was a mini EVSS gathering at the library. Yeah, and I mistook Nicole for Nina there! Well, it's not my fault they looked especially alike today. Ha-ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two weird specimens, sorry - I meant people, at the project room. We had one looking uber stressed, and the other looking completely emo. Something you don't see together everyday eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at MENSA level one; had a bowl of distasteful Tom Yum soup and loads of Pockey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines One later with Fangyi, Dorothy, June, Leon &amp; Mawliang later for yet another meal. They all went Indian, and pig probably ate only 1/985792 of her food (think of the starving kids in Ind.. umm.. Africa, yeah, Africa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my hair cut at JYJY at Century Square earlier with Dorothy. I snipped off like.. almost all my fringe. I must say it's a nice change, after all the years with the long dangling hair. I swear I saw no change in Dorothy's hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught 17 Again with her at 9.15PM. The movie is awesome by the way; the entire cinema was laughing throughout. Zac Efron poured cheese down his throat in a scene. *shakes head* Tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Dorothy BUYS and EATS popcorn AFTER movies. It's like eating after brushing your teeth (I apologise for the incredibly stupid analogy). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done here for today. FYI: Fangyi took up karate. Approach with caution. Goodnight people, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6804692368715006450?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6804692368715006450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6804692368715006450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6804692368715006450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6804692368715006450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-you-and-me-and-devil-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-5502049117817324164</id><published>2009-04-23T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:06:40.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Never Say Never - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dude, it's about time you stopped your mindless slacking. Look at that freaking amount of outstanding projects and tutorial homeworks you haven't touched! Let's not forget you're barely absorbing anything in the lectures and that you're just physically present and mentally absent. Throw in more effort, yes? Don't be a waste of space! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;your Conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5502049117817324164?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5502049117817324164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5502049117817324164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5502049117817324164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5502049117817324164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-never-say-never-fray-dude.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2894169752522094588</id><published>2009-04-22T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:15:35.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The Way I Am - Eminem Feat. Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Short post today. School was dull to the max. Poor Timothy. I kept telling him that I was sleepy during the Business Fundamentals lecture. Well, it's not my fault. Our dear old lecturer was droning about (okay, I think I forgot what he covered) with his will-definitely-put-you-to-sleep voice. Aha, I think he said something about small businesses. Or did he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find APEL (no I don't know what it stands for), a complete waste of an hour, which is 3600 seconds, for your information. It's pretty much like CME from the last four years, only that I have Facebook for company this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed with Joseph after school at MENSA - chicken cutlet rice! Saw Adrian and co. at the canteen. Went down to the library to transfer four albums (The Fray - The Fray, Nickelback - Dark Horse, Marilyn Manson - Eat Me, Drink Me and Velvet Revolver - Contraband) worth of music plus a couple of extra songs later. Thanks loads man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied him and Dorothy for dinner later at the Design faculty. Chicken chop there is awesome by the way. That is, of course, if you don't order a take-away. Imagine chicken chop with coleslaw all over it? Yuck. Disgusting x 9763476893.4663&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed home with a new friend who is one year my senior and in the same course as me. Too bad she sold away her Business Fundamentals book. I was hoping to get it second hand. A brand new copy costs a whooping, wallet burning $47.50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed up for basketball as a CCA earlier. Chances of me getting into the team is as likely as me acknowledging that cheese is the greatest food in the world and that it should be relished like a plate of ribeye steak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here with a photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Se9CKWil5BI/AAAAAAAAAu4/cTfAJVJnwmM/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/Se9CKWil5BI/AAAAAAAAAu4/cTfAJVJnwmM/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327549629819380754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that I look as though I'm blind. Note to self: NEVER wear black shades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao everyone, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2894169752522094588?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2894169752522094588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2894169752522094588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2894169752522094588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2894169752522094588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-way-i-am-eminem-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/Se9CKWil5BI/AAAAAAAAAu4/cTfAJVJnwmM/s72-c/DSC00328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-2130325571292865459</id><published>2009-04-20T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:41:03.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say) - Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day of school in TP. And guess what? It's like E Maths and D&amp;T all over again. Quadratic and linear equations, isometric and orthographic (multi-view) drawings. Fantastic? Not. I was actually hoping for some kick/change in scenery (if you get my drift). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing new to me is the Engineering Fundamentals. Pretty boring, but quite straightforward so far - binary numbers, decimals and hexadecimals. The lecture was so dull, I was fighting to stay awake. It's not nice to fall asleep on the first day of school, you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pocketed an IC from the lab for the sake of pure fun (Ha, that sounded pretty loser come to think of it). Heh. And bam, that was my first day of school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 funny phone calls from recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon: Hello? Marcus ah? &lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello, this is Pizzahut. Can I take your order? &lt;br /&gt;Leon: Huh? Marcus?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umm, sorry, this is Pizzahut. &lt;br /&gt;Leon: Uh, sorry, wrong number.&lt;br /&gt;[hangs up]&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel (calling Zhiwei's house): Hello Zhiwei, are you at home?&lt;br /&gt;Me: =.=! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start using my second name soon. I'm sure not many people know about it. Okay, I'm going to end here. Getting an early night today; barely slept yesterday, no thanks to the malfunctioning air-con. Ciao guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blogger's being a bitch. Shan't upload the photos!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2130325571292865459?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2130325571292865459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2130325571292865459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2130325571292865459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2130325571292865459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-eh-eh-nothing-else-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-4245262022076490388</id><published>2009-04-19T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:09:59.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Slither - Velvet Revolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the guitar solo. Now we all know why Slash is a legend. Even the name 'Slash' is awesome, don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather today is starking hot and humid. And to make things worse, my air-con picked a terrible time to spoil. It's pretty much generating warm air. How nice. Global warming, you suck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Dorothy's birthday yesterday at Sentosa (AKA the worst place ever) with Andre, Martin, Zhiwei, Fangyi, June, Elaine, both Xinyis, and Dorothy, obviously. Zhiwei and I skipped 3 hours of work ($13.50) after much persuasion from everyone (Especially Andre, who said that he's going to take care of my expenses. Yay-ness). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practically threw away $38 (if I'm not mistaken) worth of cake. We barely ate a slice before we smeared cake on everyone's faces. We all smelt like chocolate later, and for your information, that's not a very bad thing. Chocolate makes you happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos aren't with me! I'm waiting for somebody nice to send them over before I upload them on my next post, probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone gave me a pleasant surprise at Vivocity yesterday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was a bitch at some point yesterday. Some colleague got onto my nerves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: Brother, brother, don't eat first, help to clear up. &lt;br /&gt;[Grabs a piece of calamari, stands around and watches us work.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, right? The best part isn't of higher status than us. The nerve of some people. But I guess that wasn't the worst of yesterday. That same ass got me to wash the dishes with him. And some people can be really, really disgusting when they eat (I swear I saw spit on a certain plate). Plus, I hate getting my hands dirty. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here. Shall post photos later, if possible. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4245262022076490388?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4245262022076490388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4245262022076490388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4245262022076490388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4245262022076490388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-slither-velvet-revolver.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8684389828770579020</id><published>2009-04-19T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:58:07.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Nothing but Chelsea VS Arsenal in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I'm too sleepy to post, so I'm leaving it at this. How pointless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8684389828770579020?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8684389828770579020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8684389828770579020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8684389828770579020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8684389828770579020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-nothing-but-chelsea-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6589126178805731471</id><published>2009-04-17T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:38:12.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: 嘻唰唰 - 花儿乐队&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello mello! I find this song awesomely funny/cute. It's the song for TP's mass dance. Weird that I've only started to appreciate it after the last day of orientation. Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much at campus today; just a little bit of cheering and stuff. Played some weirdo finger game that tests our reflexes before lunch. I won, mainly because I manhandled the guys fingers (oops) and the girls had pretty slow reflexes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected our matriculation cards and our timetables today! And yeah, the photo on my card is the best passport sized photo I've ever taken. The first one I had had me looking like a girl. The second was just plain weird (and it doesn't look like me in any way). The third, and current one, is the bomb - I look as though I'm going to pick a fight with someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANGYI I WANT TO SEE YOUR CARD. LOL. (Sorry for the teeny bit of randomness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my timetable. It's going to be a pretty relaxing semester for me. Hurrah! I'll be in school for 3 hours on Friday. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech Day was a little disappointing. I should have went for Jam &amp; Hop! Nina said it was fun. Shucks! Where was I? Oh yeah, Speech Day. The NPCC drill still didn't look very fanciful to me, however, the uniform group drill performance improved since the last rehearsal, in my opinion. The sports performance was probably the best. I liked the floorball-ers, super cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for the worst part - they downgraded our prizes! I was looking forward to a second plaque, and they had to dash that little dream of mine with a $20 popular voucher. Not that I don't like vouchers (I could get a nice book. CDs are up for grabs via torrent, hehe.), but I can't keep them for memory's sake right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with a couple of teachers: Mdm Chang, Mdm Khalidah, Ms Lee and Mr Loh. Talked about my course and stuff. Heard the usual 'Work hard okay?' from all of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Samuel before meeting Yiquan, Songhan and Ivan at 201. Talked a while, had dessert and headed home. The nice me walked Samuel home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wraps up today's post. So long, suckers. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, Happy Birthday to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Songhan (16th April) &amp; Dorothy (18th April)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6589126178805731471?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6589126178805731471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6589126178805731471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6589126178805731471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6589126178805731471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-hello-mello-i-find-this.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2187246338236997790</id><published>2009-04-16T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:43:42.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: You Are So Beautiful - Escape the Fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I was more enthusiastic yesterday or today. It's a hard fight. I did more dancing yesterday but I did crazier forfeits today, like rolling on the floor. Wee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improvement: I have a classmate's contact number, and I remember some people's names. That is, excluding the one I took to the interchange. We were at the interchange and she was like 'I'm going this way, bye.', and I went 'Oh, okay. Bye.. err.. yeah, bye.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Dorothy and Joseph later. Loads of laughs; Dorothy tried taking shots of me and Joseph doing funny poses (including a gay Indian prata man). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SedDx3YgXYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/9nNAERWjTog/s1600-h/Joseph+%26+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SedDx3YgXYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/9nNAERWjTog/s320/Joseph+%26+Me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299608348286338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is going to be the front page photo for our new gang blog. Stay tuned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2187246338236997790?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2187246338236997790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2187246338236997790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2187246338236997790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2187246338236997790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-you-are-so-beautiful-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SedDx3YgXYI/AAAAAAAAAuw/9nNAERWjTog/s72-c/Joseph+%26+Me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-4972834051594147942</id><published>2009-04-15T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:24:30.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Given Up - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you I hate orientations? No? Well, now I have. Being all hyped up and enthusiastic about icebreakers and pointless games just isn't my style. So while majority of them were waving their heads/arms/legs/tails off, I was text-ing [thank you to the person who replied]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mingle and mix around with my classmates (I even forgot what class I'm from; I just know that it ends with '5'). Sure I talked to some of them, but I barely remember their names. Soon enough, I'll be looking at them and go 'Sorry, have we met before?'. Maybe it's my huge dislike of the course [structure], or the fact that I didn't get a chance to take a course of my preference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have half a mind to skip tomorrow's session. What can I say? Shit happens? Well, it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that wraps up today's post. No people, I'm not angry / sad / frustrated / disappointed / pissed. I'm just ranting. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-4972834051594147942?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/4972834051594147942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=4972834051594147942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4972834051594147942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/4972834051594147942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-given-up-linkin-park-have-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-7776660838755746279</id><published>2009-04-14T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:40:32.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Easier To Run - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post number 400! Small bit of randomness: Linkin Park is probably the best band in the entire effing world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from the Speech Day rehearsal. I thought the whole thing was great except for the following: the extreme stuffiness in the hall, the weirdo uniform group performance, the boring NPCC drill (it was supposed to be fancy; but no matter how much I try, I can't see the fanciness) and the stupid emcee who can't pronounce my Chinese name properly. Not to mention that the two and a half hours I spent there was crazily boring (and hot!). Oh wait, did I say the thing was great? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No jeans/long hair/dyed hair/ear studs/ear sticks for Speech Day. Why don't they mail me the plaque instead? ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the orientation for school. Am I supposed to feel excited/enthusiastic? I don't know, 'coz I'm not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try and be friendly tomorrow. So, hopefully, the word '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt;', or anything synonymous with unfriendly won't be heard in my next three years. Wee, I'm going to smile like some psychopath from tomorrow onwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Mum that I was going to drop out of school if I still don't like my course by the end of this year. And her reply was "Mmm." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken 'broke' and 'penniless' to a whole new level. According to my calculations, ever since I've gotten my NETS card, I've spent at least $1500. You guys will never guess how much cash I have left. Heh, if this keeps up, I'm going to be a part-time pimp on weekends. Ha-ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall officially give up on Heroes in 2 weeks time if it's going to be devoid of twists. The story arc doesn't seem to be going anywhere. What happened to the good old season one story! Heh, today's episode was so boring, I couldn't be bothered to download it. And besides, everyone was being selfish this morning - all leeching and no seeding. Suckers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here~ Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-7776660838755746279?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/7776660838755746279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=7776660838755746279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7776660838755746279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/7776660838755746279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-easier-to-run-linkin-park.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2660554922156115206</id><published>2009-04-13T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:15:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The World We Live In - The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! There are cookies in the kitchen! Chocolate chip cookies! Tell me how awesome is that! Cookies plus an apple plus two pills for my knee for supper. Sounds good, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm eating more and working out less than usual (no thanks to Mr. Stupid Knee). With my late nights, I'm going to become a fat human panda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pick Dorothy up from her first day at school earlier. Yes, I think I'm very nice sometimes. Anyway! The ride to Clementi sucks big time - 45 freaking minutes from Tampines! I can imagine poor Dorothy traveling so far every morning. Ow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Ang Mo Kio later! Ate the most expensive plate of chicken rice in my life - $4.30. At least it came with a huge bowl of tasty soup! The chicken was kinda hard though. Walked around Ang Mo Kio Hub for a while before taking the bus back to Tampines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked her home after we strolled at Tampines One, before heading home. Walking by North CC brought back many memories of the past few years with the clique - basketball, lunch at the nearby coffeeshop, visit to Andrew's place (Mahjong for them!) and even more basketball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I miss those days when I told my teacher I didn't feel well during lunch and had to skip Chinese (and go home). In actual fact, I would be playing ball under the sweltering heat! Big wonder how I got a D7 for Chinese. Aww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my hair colour now - black. Really, really dark black. As black as hell. The only downside is the texture of my fringe: dry and brittle. See kids, don't dye your hair too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, let me tell you guys something weird. You know how I stopped hurling vulgarities like fireballs 2 years ago? Well, it's not a complete stop actually. You may not hear me saying them, but my mind/conscience/other half/alter ego is a profanity spewing nut. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dude knocks into me)&lt;br /&gt;Dude: Sorry! &lt;br /&gt;Me: It's okay *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;In my head: You *&amp;*(#&amp;%*#&amp;%! Are you *&amp;^#*%$#ing blind?! Stupid piece of &amp;%#&amp;*%^#. &lt;br /&gt;[Highly exaggerated example]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the idea anyway! Haha, I think it's quite funny actually. I find vulgarities (not including the hokkien ones) funny, especially when used by people like Zong Tai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a rehearsal for speech day tomorrow. I feel damn lazy to go? Maybe I shouldn't. Ah well. Ending here. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2660554922156115206?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2660554922156115206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2660554922156115206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2660554922156115206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2660554922156115206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-world-we-live-in-killers.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2337353958893188298</id><published>2009-04-12T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:56:09.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Pushing Me Away - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola people! I just got a shower - the second last shower I'm going to have with my turquoise fringe. It's funny; about 2 months ago, I was dying to have blue hair, and now, I can't wait to get rid of it. I dislike the (faded) colour so much, I wouldn't step out of my house without coating my hair with black spray. (I thought I was an expert at doing that until this afternoon, when I realized that I missed a teeny bitsy spot. I went out with a spot of TURQUOISE in my head!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and in 12 minutes, Holy Week will officially end. Is that cool or what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first day of work at Sentosa. It was awesome. It rained like it never rained before. But no matter, I love the rain. So where was I? Yeah work. Load of stuff to memorize - beer prices, wine names/types, food name short-forms and loads more. Well, I had to be blur, you know me. I got scolded my the first guest I served (You're not surprised, right?). Poor me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got better later, thank goodness. A guest said I was hardworking and polite, and she tried to guess my age. Ha. Finished work at 12.30AM and we cabbed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with Dorothy and Elaine today! Quite fun, except that I went to Sentosa for about 13 minutes, just to pick them up. I saw (a very sleepy) Nicole at TOS! KFC-ed at Harbourfront before MRT-ing down to Bugis. We caught the movie Knowing. The first two-thirds of the movie was off the hook. Excellent. Well.. until the last part. I shan't be a spoiler, but the ending was really stupid. I think we should be refunded a third of the ticket price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. Tired. Knee feels as though it's going to fall off. Aargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2337353958893188298?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2337353958893188298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2337353958893188298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2337353958893188298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2337353958893188298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-pushing-me-away-linkin-park.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-338980592999091310</id><published>2009-04-10T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:52:25.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Pen &amp; Paper - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; church, as well as the people who share the same front door as I do. Happy Freaking Friday, (insert random expletive here)(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking Friday (Good Friday for you people) started off pretty well. I caught The Sniper with Joseph at Century Square. Great movie if you love head shots, snipers, Edison Chen and a seemingly plot-less story. I love head shots and snipers, so I guess the movie worked for me. In fact, I'm so hooked on the movie, if I had a sniper, the people in the living room better watch out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? Oh yeah. After the movie, we did some pointless walking before we ended up on the train to Boon Lay. And the shopping mall there isn't Boon Lay Mall or Boony Lay Point; it's Jurong Point, for some funny reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a train back to City Hall to meet my family later. And now, I ask myself WHY THE HELL I did that for. Shan't elaborate, but just to let you know, life is a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Freaking Friday wasn't a good day (as its name suggests). And guess what!? It's Holey (Holy) Saturday tomorrow. How wonderful. More black faces from father, grumbling from mother and stupidity from sister. It can't get any better, can it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. So long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-338980592999091310?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/338980592999091310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=338980592999091310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/338980592999091310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/338980592999091310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-pen-paper-red-jumpsuit.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-8181852026151523402</id><published>2009-04-08T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:46:49.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Scream Aim Fire - Bullet For My Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw something freaky yesterday - twice. I wonder whether it's my imagination. I hope so. So, believe it or not, I was walking to the toilet (in my parent's room) and as I turned to close the bedroom door behind me, I saw a dirty pair of feet following me in. I turned, and it was gone. I didn't say anything but my mind was like "HOLYCRAPWHATTHEHELLWASTHAT!?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I got up from bed to lower the air-con temperature. I slept on my bro's bed instead; I was feeling super lazy to climb up to mine. I fiddled with my phone a while, then I turned.. and saw that freaking same pair of feet again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Wonder if I'm seeing things. Mum says I'm guilty about something I did. Heh, now what could that be? I didn't freak out, but it replays in my head sometimes. It's like a live action horror movie. I'm going to avoid elevators.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training later! Hope my knee holds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-8181852026151523402?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/8181852026151523402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=8181852026151523402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8181852026151523402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/8181852026151523402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-scream-aim-fire-bullet-for.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-9023629283072078482</id><published>2009-04-07T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:57:41.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Fences - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ello. I wish something exciting could happen now, like my house catching fire, or better: my sister catching fire. I'm that bored. Getting a cup of water could make me feel elated. Hold on, let me get a cup of water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it didn't excite me. Boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dyeing my hair blue wasn't one of my greatest ideas. For one, it turned turquoise, and I detest that shade of green. I think turquoise looks dirty, unlike blue! Blue is awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! It cost me a day of pay last Saturday. I couldn't work because image is very, very important in the F&amp;B line. I blame myself for not bringing my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;freaking four&lt;/span&gt; cans of black hair spray with me. Four! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't go for today's Speech Day briefing too. The school's afraid that I'll influence the innocent little kids into dyeing their hair blu.. turquoise. Thank goodness though, the briefing was the same load of tosh as last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm going to dye my hair black again soon. I hate common colours. But well, at least I won't be barred from going to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm the top student for last year's O'level D&amp;T. I sort of knew I was going to get it (sorry if I do sound arrogant), 'coz I thought I pawned the paper twice over. Plus, my folio was the bomb - completely exceeding my expectations. Yay-ness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have a copy of my folio though. Mm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started taking Glucosamine Sulphate pills yesterday to fix my knee problem. I love pills that come in the form of capsules. They look pretty cool. But it makes me think that my days are numbered or something. Heh, I think it's because I watch too many shows whereby someone is really sick and he/she dives for a bottle of capsule pills, misses the bottle, and the pills spill all over the floor. He/she squirms on the ground for the pills, doesn't get any, and dies. SEE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. maybe I'm just thinking too much. Or am I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. I smell bread and peanut butter! Ciao everyone, and congrats to Henry for your driving license! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Just that few minutes was awesome. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-9023629283072078482?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/9023629283072078482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=9023629283072078482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/9023629283072078482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/9023629283072078482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-fences-paramore-ello.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3056396637712461294</id><published>2009-04-06T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:59:30.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: This War Is Ours (The Guillotine Part II) - Escape The Fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And voila, they're gone. Losers. Three words: You'll be missed. I quote a certain loser from 3 days ago:"if u think u can stop miie. come larh!" Well, what more can I say? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I changed my mind about blogging. The feeling of disappointment is swimming in my head, and my knee is hurting like it's never hurt before. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao and goodnight guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3056396637712461294?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3056396637712461294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3056396637712461294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3056396637712461294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3056396637712461294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-this-war-is-ours-guillotine.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2238104838189443992</id><published>2009-04-05T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:46:25.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Closer - Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;report lahh,let yulin go for a checkup in the polyclinic.see the police believ hu lohh... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Checkup? What for? I think you're the one who needs a checkup at the Polyclinic. On second thought, why don't you try Woodbridge Hospital/Institute of Mental Health? You don't appear sane to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe who? Isn't that a little silly? You're flaming on my blog. It's ILLEGAL, genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;eh marcus,u sae wan appear at my doorstep..appear nw lohhs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When did I say that? Goodness, don't put words into my mouth eh? I'd want nothing to do with you or your hell-hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;you n her hug b4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So what if we did? So what if we didn't? Does that concern you in any way? Is it wrong for friends to hug? Heh, your tags are a little silly today. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;tell yl ihateher....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tell your parents I hate them, for they created the biggest waste of space on this planet. Just how inconsiderate are they? Well, the apple didn't fall very far from the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you guys tired of acting, no, being immature? Grow up already. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2238104838189443992?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2238104838189443992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2238104838189443992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2238104838189443992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2238104838189443992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-closer-ne-yo-passer-report.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-5171404719420930890</id><published>2009-04-05T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:54:34.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Second Chance - Shinedown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to scroll all the way down to see yesterday's tags. I'm surprised, and disappointed to see, like 4 tags from dear old Passer only. I mean, what happened to the other idiots? Are they on a five-day work week? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;oh,im ziwei good friend + marcus' friend..pls,i lyk ziwei whole lot better thn u..ur sucky face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm sure you are. I can see the sort of good friend you are - misspelling his name? Wow, that's pretty brilliant of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, who is 'Ziwei'? Your imaginary friend? Because the other kids don't wanna talk to you? No wonder you like him better than me. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;come to my hse?come nw,i wait fr u..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Whatever for? Cup of tea with a moron? Nah, I've better things to do in life, unlike you, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;ure real stupid?dnt u knw tht ppl can chng their IP addresses on their computer??lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;On the contrary, genius, it still leads to the same computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have knee issues, but I'm not lame yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;if u realli think thts my real IP address,track me dwn!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Read that again, and tell me how stupid you sound. Real and fake IP addresses? What the hell, man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone (including you, dear old Passer!) for the tags, by the way! Much appreciated. Haha, I agree, Elizabeth! It's a freaking 107/207 reunion! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5171404719420930890?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5171404719420930890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5171404719420930890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5171404719420930890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5171404719420930890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-second-chance-shinedown-i.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-1442464658039802876</id><published>2009-04-04T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T03:08:21.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from Joseph:&lt;br /&gt;Alright, first and foremost, let's look at this situation that is ongoing from a more mature point of view. Just how mature are you my dear Passerby? If you are unhappy with someone, do you even flame on someone else's blog, and what's more, you flame on that person's tagboard. Hilarious, immature, unbelievably stupid. Well, the truth is, if you're really unhappy about something, why don't you do something about it? How about this, let me give you several options, I'm nice I know;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like something, you can choose to:&lt;br /&gt;a) Make a fuss out of it, complain that the world isn't fair to some miserable fuck-tard like you.&lt;br /&gt;b) Whine, but learn to accept the fact that you're too stupid to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;c) Go all out against it, making sure the damn thing is destroyed or at least, out of your sight.&lt;br /&gt;d) Go home and cry, but as we all know, nothing gets done this way right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's your choice my dear Passerby. Instead of flaming on the tagboard, why not let's deal with this face to face? And if you don't mind being called a coward, why do you still use the alias, Passerby? You mentioned you don't want to get caught? The thing is, by tagging on the tagboard, you already left behind your IP address, and just to update you, I can use IP Trackers to pinpoint your location on the satellite, and I can pinpoint where you stay, so the truth is, I don't even need you to tell me who you are, I can go right to your doorstep, and give you a kinky surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my dear Passerby, please for heaven's sake, for your parent's sake, for MOE's sake, improve your English. I had a hard time comprehending what you were saying and I got the help from a Primary school kid. In terms of intelligence, you're probably the last in everything, even a 5th grader is smarter than you. Learn to spell, learn to use a dictionary, and learn to make this world a happier place for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I end, you mentioned that we are being busybodies right? In what way are we? And please don't tell us to fuck off, we'll probably fuck you up before fucking off, and that wouldn't be nice for anyone right? We're not being busybodies, we're just trying to help our innocent friend here. And if you don't like it, you probably should be the one FUCKING OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to update you again, flaming on someone else's blog is ILLEGAL and we can notify the police, since we already have your IP address. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I found the tags funnier today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;haha,whateva..but its facts..shes treating u lyk u r his bf and nt ziwei..pls la,dye hair til llyk shyt..blue and green..fringe so long..u wait and see who am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I assure you that she treats me as a close friend, a brother, or a confidante, and nothing more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, I could dye my hair green with pink highlights and it wouldn't be any of your concern would it? And out of curiosity, why are we talking about hair in the first place? Oh wait, I know - you've run out of retorts. Well, I couldn't expect more from a retard, could I? It's like waiting for the sky to rain chocolate (or apples, yay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can't wait. I wanna see the essence of a moron sealed in a sack of skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;when the time is rite,i wil reveal myself..say im a coward..i dnt gib a dam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When the time is right? When would that be, may I ask? I'm getting excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what do you exactly give a damn about? Nothing, probably. You are like the biggest waste of space on this planet, after cheese, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you cut off your head and create some much-needed space? It'd be much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;guilty arhh??let ziwei see the tags n see if he agrees wif miie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Me? Guilty? No way. I've never felt guilty in my life, and I'm not planning to start any time soon. And for your information, he read the tags and had a good laugh with me. In fact, we ALL are having a good laugh about it. I thank you on behalf of my readers. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;ask yulin if she realli gt fk ziwei b4 or nt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Why are you so curious? Well, it's a thing between the both of them, so why should you bother? I don't even have to know, and I don't even want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;pls..all upper sec noe abt this..tks,so wht if im mental?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm sure they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome, it's always a pleasure. Yes! That's a good question - so what if you're mental? Well, but the truth is, I wouldn't give two hoots if you were mental, spastic or a complete retard. I'm sure my rabbit is more intelligent than all of you put together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;u hve nvr see my face b4?how can u presume its scaring ppl off?if ii see yulin,i wil take a rocket and fly to the moon,thts better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I probably have, actually. How can you presume that I did not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocket? Moon? What kind of retort is that? Gosh. Calling you an idiot would be an insult to all the stupid people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;my eyes were up to my face, inbetween my forehead and nose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I read that and I laughed so hard, I nearly cried. Seriously dude, your eyes are between your nose? (In regard to my previous retort: I'm sorry, I've NEVER seen you before. I swear I don't have that sort of misfortune to see anyone with such a facial description.) What are you, some kind of genetic defect? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL - your eyes 'were' up to your face? So where are they now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I tried to draw that on Paint, but your face really doesn't make sense! I'd suggest a good cosmetics surgeon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;hah,i wann to be as intellec as a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What the hell does that mean? Nope, sorry, didn't get you. What's an 'intellec' anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;haha,so wht if im a coward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So, what do you want, a medal? I'm glad you can accept yourself for what you are! Way to go. Get help fast, you need it. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;PLS,u thnk ppl spam and put their name down thr for u to catch??pls no one wil spam wif their name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;That's what the term 'coward' suggests, just in case you didn't know. By the way, 220.255.7.227, I could actually find out where you stay. It's not really difficult. I love technology. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;fk off la elizabeth,it does nt concern u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Do you really know what that means? If you don't, kindly refrain from using it, it makes the idiot you are even more idiotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;i dnt now why so many ppl yk kaypoh when somebody de blog kena spamm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How does that concern you? You want attention, I want views - it's a win-win situation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my replies yesterday funnier. I guess I'm that tired. Well, Passerby, I've got to give it to you - you are God damned hilarious, and immature. I don't know how you are this stupid. Are you making a special effort for this? Heh. Have fun anyway. I'm off to sleep. Yawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-1442464658039802876?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/1442464658039802876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=1442464658039802876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/1442464658039802876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/1442464658039802876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-nothing-excerpt-from-joseph.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6071893712927422535</id><published>2009-04-02T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:21:00.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Critical Acclaim - Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a problem. There's a dude/group of dudes throwing groundless remarks at my poor tagboard. Come on, what did it do to you? I suggest you trash it out with me, if you've got a problem. And by the way, the views &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ARE&lt;/span&gt; probably going up, so, I thank you for that. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly bored. So, let's analyze what the imbeciles have said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;alinlin,hongster..hong ziwei arh?like marcus arh?you fk wif ziwei b4 stil wan hong other ppl?go die larh bitch..hong more and fk more...nxt one u wil fk is marcus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Passer? What kind of name is that? Did Mum and Dad use a dictionary to name you? I'd suggest Wikipedia next time, there's a probably a hell load more of cool names she could use there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, who's this 'ziwei' you speak of? Is he your friend? And why the hell are you talking about sex here on my blog? How did I offend you? If you need a whore or a pimp, I could try and hook you up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;u dnt lie that u never fk ziwei b4 cuz got pic..and alot of ppl noe in ur skool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;That's hilarious. "alot of ppl noe in ur skool." Is that right? Who's this "alot" of people? You and your group of people without a life? Poor things, you can't imagine how much I pity you; spending your life spamming blogs. Gosh, Singapore deserves better people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;hong more..YULIN FK B4 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Err, it's not nice to make unfounded accusations. But then again, I don't blame you. Coming from a mentally challenged teenager, you ought to be congratulated, seeing that this is probably the most profound sentence you've ever constructed since birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;u sibeh act cute larh hor?i ur senior, see liao want pajiao liao..you got one big mole there i wonder why got guy lyk u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;YOU'RE HER SENIOR? HOLY CRAP. And you actually type like that?! You need help. Lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think the mole is fine. Unfortunately for you.. your face.. its.. ugh.. I can't find a word to describe it. Let's just say that if I had that sort of face, I'd run off the top floor of the twin towers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;so flirt in skool..passby ur class see u plae wif otther boi not enuf arh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I hope you're not her senior too, are you..? I pray not. Took me a while to comprehend that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did that occur? When your eyes were up your ass or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;u wan hong wif me go die 1st larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No one in their right sense of mind would do that, trust me. Especially not with someone with the as much intellect as a spoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;not happi??by the way, u tag back lorh,i sae de all is facts larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Not sure about her, but I'm elated. And no, I shall blog about it instead. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;if u think u can stop miie. come larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Err why would I want to do that? You just coloured my mundane evening. And I'm sure Yulin has a life - more life than you, I promise you that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;see ur now de group..see you dam kerlian sia during recess...got fat one , all bunch of bitch lyk u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WHAT!? You're now insulting her friends? How lowdown and pathetic could you possibly get? I'm sure she'd rather spend recess with them - it's a hell load better than sitting at the same table with a complete moron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;serious,you sibei kiampah..so act cute,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;See above. (above means up there, just for your information. (: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passer &lt;br /&gt;dnt fk too much,later got aid i laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Keep your advice to yourself. Pretty sure someone or some people like you need it more than her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. People this days - nothing better to do. And kindly stop harassing Yulin, it'd do everyone a HUGE favour. And please learn to spell, I think it took me longer to understand what you were typing than it took me to type this paragraph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dislike Yulin, there are plenty of ways to express it in various mature ways. This is.. well, pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I'd tell spammers to get a life. But in your case/cases, I think it's too late for that. Big wonder why there are so many suicide cases lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I hope your reason for spamming my blog wasn't to make me go "OHMYGODWHATTHEHELLWHYDIDYOUSPAMMYBLOG!". It just didn't happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee. Thanks friends (Andre, Elizabeth, Joseph) for your help. Nights all. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6071893712927422535?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6071893712927422535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6071893712927422535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6071893712927422535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6071893712927422535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-critical-acclaim-avenged.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2757552767253538515</id><published>2009-04-01T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:33:21.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Vendetta - Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy April Fool's Day, fools! I haven't got into my prankster mood yet. I used to find April Fool's Day more exciting than my birthday, don't ask me why. I nearly became a victim at 4AM last night - Yenc sent the customary '.. I liked you for quite a while..' prank. But the thing is, at 4AM, nothing else matters but sleep. So, I read it and was like 'Oh, awesome.', and fell asleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's stuff - so far:&lt;br /&gt;Yulin and Xinyi's little joke. I got a teensy bit irritated. Oops. I didn't mean to get irritated, I just don't like that sort of joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at KFC with Andre, Adrian, Songhan and Kimseng. Songhan and I tricked Adrian in the morning. HAHA - sucker! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Fangyi my house was on fire.. and she told me her house was flooded. I was expecting something funny, like 'OMG OMG OMG', you know, that hysterical tone. Argh, I'll think of something more convincing next year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to eat. Might post again later.. or not. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2757552767253538515?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2757552767253538515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2757552767253538515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2757552767253538515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2757552767253538515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-playing-vendetta-slipknot-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3347154359552331824</id><published>2009-03-31T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:57:14.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Gematria (The Killing Name) - Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Slipknot! Even though I can never understand what the hell the vocalist is screaming about unless I'm armed with lyrics booklet. The lyrics hardly make sense actually. But who cares, their album All Hope Is Gone sounds fantastic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrections: it doesn't sound good on my PC, it's so old, the background is ANNOYINGLY distorted. Shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of my PC, Ivan is enjoying my NBA 2K9 because I can't play it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: ..and you know ah, I played Houston against Detroit, and McGrady dunked over Iverson.. (and he went on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be working at Sentosa again - at the Jazz by the Beach event. Not that I love Sentosa that much (in fact, I dislike Sentosa), I'm just desperate for cash. I'd be working all four Saturdays in April, starting this week, from 3PM - 1AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told to smile more [by the manager and Nina]. People always tell me to smile more. They say that when I don't smile, I look as though I'm attending a funeral. Okay, I made that up, sorry. Come on, do I look that intimidating when I don't smile? You know what? I'm going to sit in front of the mirror and find out tomorrow. And besides, I think it's tiring to smile ever so often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Or maybe I should get a smiley mask? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym with Zhiwei this evening. He has a ginormous (made that up) pimple on his eyebrow! And he asked me "Does my pimple look nice?" So I was like "Err.. When have pimples ever looked nice?" I laughed like a nut. Sometimes, I crack myself up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms were super sore even before gym-ing. I don't know what possessed me to go in to kill my arms. I can hardly lift a cup with my left arm now. Going to abandon training tomorrow. Hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Henry and Chun Kiat at the gym. Strangely enough, I had a premonition that I would see them at the gym. And true enough. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM to get my CD (I'm a music pirate no more! Okay, who am I kidding?). Went to Toys R Us after that. We saw an awesome gun toy there. It's so awesome, it made me wonder what the hell I was playing with those many years back. I think we should all get the gun and.. I don't know.. roll around, hide behind walls and gun each other down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here, shall leave you with the most adorable thing I own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SdI82LkxBOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/kqwMNKx-NHo/s1600-h/Photo013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/SdI82LkxBOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/kqwMNKx-NHo/s320/Photo013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319381011395577058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have very conflicting thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3347154359552331824?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3347154359552331824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3347154359552331824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3347154359552331824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3347154359552331824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-gematria-killing-name.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/SdI82LkxBOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/kqwMNKx-NHo/s72-c/Photo013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-950000239688676592</id><published>2009-03-29T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T01:10:14.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Save You - Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Can you flip me over? &lt;br /&gt;Me: NO! What if you fell on your head and became stupider? I don't think there's anything dumber than what you already are actually.. hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I know I'm mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert Arenas is back! Fantastic, I miss the dude with the phenomenal swag. I smell loads of buzzer beaters next season. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post; more tomorrow. Goodnight friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-950000239688676592?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/950000239688676592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=950000239688676592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/950000239688676592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/950000239688676592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-save-you-simple-plan-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6425785951098998596</id><published>2009-03-27T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:26:23.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Crack A Bottle - Eminem Feat. Dr.Dre &amp; 50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello readers. Apologies for the crappy post yesterday. I was dead tired! I shall try and pump today's post with truck-loads of fun and excitement to make up for yesterday! I think it's going to take me a whole hour to type because I'm trying out touch typing. And for your information, I'm typing effing slowly now and there are about a billion and forty six typo errors so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being a klutz today. I found reason to trip on a perfectly flat surface a couple of times. And, to make it worse, I tripped on the edge of a drain and snapped my poor toenail. I bled like the Niagara Falls after that! Err.. maybe not. Now why did the drain have to be there?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Watching TV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally submitted my TP enrollment. Dropped by TP in the morning after getting my CPF and DBS loans settled. I've bad feeling about my new course, but I hope I'm wrong. Why the hell is Business Process and Systems Engineering called BZE anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Tampines Stadium after I was done to meet Yulin. I loitered outside the stadium gates while waiting for the event to end (it's East View's sports day today!). While doing that, I left the teachers puzzled as to why there was a dude in PE attire strolling outside the gates with blue hair. They all had that priceless look of confusion on their faces! Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Yulin home with Xinyi to get her instrument (of torture, muahahaha. Just kidding. Cabbed them to school and I flew to Dorothy's place to meet Fangyi (you look awesomely cute in glasses!) and her. Trained/bused down to Clementi ITE later. I wish I saw someone with checkered pants today. I wish Dorothy's uniform design involved checks!! And yes, the uniforms are super expensive; I suspect diamond studded buttons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to Sommerset for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wanton mee&lt;/span&gt; later! Super good, you should try. (; Dorothy abandoned me after that. Sucker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to look &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;guai&lt;/span&gt; now. I'm trying to prove that I'm capable of looking like a good boy. So, I tried degree-less spectacles. And guess what? I ended up looking like nerd trying to look like an &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ah beng&lt;/span&gt;. Lmao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and get a photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to end here. Not used to typing like that. I can't find 'W' on my pretty lighted up keyboard! Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6425785951098998596?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6425785951098998596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6425785951098998596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6425785951098998596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6425785951098998596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-crack-bottle-eminem-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2757254511206605064</id><published>2009-03-26T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:27:39.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: I'm Yours - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I planned to post about today, but because I am feeling so ___________ (insert word synonymous with lazy), I shall just leave it at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, you know how they say that girls are really complicated? It's completely true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2757254511206605064?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2757254511206605064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2757254511206605064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2757254511206605064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2757254511206605064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-im-yours-jason-mraz-you.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3480830563333819403</id><published>2009-03-25T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:22:05.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training wasn't all smiles and laughter today. Had a internal quarrel today; shan't say who was involved or what it was about. My view on it: I found the quarrel very, very necessary for us. Of course, it'd be better without the unruly shouting and hurling of expletives. I'm glad it let us express/share our views on the team and what we're unhappy with. Unfortunately, I don't know how much longer this team will last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a big question mark. I think I've said too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Dorothy in the afternoon. The original plan was to have lunch, but I ended up keeping her company while she went to do a public survey at Bugis. Sometimes, I think I'm damn nice. It was quite fun anyway, apart from a couple of assholes who completely ignored us when we asked them to help us with the survey. I hope you people get hit by falling ice cream trucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, did you know there are lot of Chinese nationals at Bugis? Well, not just Bugis actually. They're everywhere. And unfortunately, majority of them are a rude/uncouth bunch of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Friday the 13th! I'm off. Ciao people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3480830563333819403?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3480830563333819403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3480830563333819403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3480830563333819403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3480830563333819403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-teardrops-on-my-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-6933300945947567741</id><published>2009-03-24T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:56:19.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Very First Time - Sophia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the maths question on my last post didn't really make sense, due to terrible phrasing, my bad. But, it's definitely solvable! I swear upon my grave! So the actual question goes: It takes 10 days for 6 painters to complete a painting. On the 8th day, 4 painters left. How long did it take for the remaining painters to complete the painting? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question looks correct now. No guarantee though. My English is getting pretty screwed. Ironically, my Chinese is improving. Yes, it's a year too late for that, but whatever. I used the word &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fu zha&lt;/span&gt;(complicated) in a sentence!! See! Miracles do happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to check out the name of my course, T43, and it's Business Process &amp; Systems Engineering (Going to try my best to remember it). The name sounds depressing. And to top it with icing, it's the least popular course in the Business school (it's the only one with vacancies). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Cassandra's advice and went to check out some private schools (Thanks a billion, by the way!). I spent last night considering MDIS, but I guess it was a complete waste of time; my mum didn't like the idea of it. Well well, apparently, I'm going to be learning English grammar and editing, along with A Maths. Fantastic. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went gym-ing with Zhiwei today. We even ran 2.4KM at the stadium. Well, too bad the kick from exercise didn't last very long. I miss the feeling of coming home feeling as though I got bashed up all over. That sounds oddly sadistic.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Tampines west with Yulin. Oh and word of caution, don't ever step into a lift with Yulin. She scared the living daylights out of us. We were talking about ghosts and she shrieked suddenly. We freaking jumped. I swear that was so much scarier than all the scenes in the movie Coming Soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ends today's post. Ice skating plus training tomorrow? Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-6933300945947567741?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/6933300945947567741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=6933300945947567741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6933300945947567741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/6933300945947567741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-very-first-time-sophia-so.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-3116595765948728506</id><published>2009-03-23T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:24:16.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: The Fear - Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of Lily Allen's songs have really quirky lyrics. Like F**k You, for example. I read the lyrics and laughed out loud (Yes, I lol-ed). Bloody hilarious! And she's pretty cute too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to believe I got an A2 for maths anymore. Jingwen posted me a maths question a while ago.. and I got stuck, while doing it. Yes, I got stuck! After last year's prelims, I was under the impression that my maths was invincible. Ouch, looks like I'm wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the question anyway! 6 painters took 10 days to complete a painting. On the 8th day, 4 painters left. How long did it take to complete the painting? I think it goes somewhat like that. Well, it's based on my memory, which you know, is not very good. If it was a memory card, its maximum capacity would probably be about 128mb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My course posting was finally finalized (sorry for the funny sounding sentence). I was dropped into a course in the Business School I've never heard of until today. I still don't know what it's called off hand. The course code is T43, by the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've really mixed feelings about this now. On a positive side, it's one of my problems struck down. On the other hand, I'm thrown into a course I've no interest in. They say that life is never fair. That is very true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go all emo when the dude from TP called. But then, I thought about it and went 'Oh, what the heck.' I'll just see if the course works out for me. Well, if it doesn't.. then I guess I'll just panic/scream/run around in circles later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going to find out what my course is called. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3116595765948728506?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3116595765948728506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3116595765948728506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3116595765948728506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3116595765948728506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-fear-lily-allen-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-5728091291132283645</id><published>2009-03-22T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:23:45.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Broken Strings - James Morrison Feat. Nelly Furtado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard the song on MTV, and now I'm addicted to it. I had to get it downloaded with the (unreliable) Limewire. And speaking of song addictions, I've one more stuck in my head - some old Chinese song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear something random (there's not much of a choice anyway)? I've realized that Sis talks more crap on the phone in one session than the total amount of crap I spew the whole year. Really, I don't comprehend her weird punchlines that cracks her friend up. Sometimes, I wonder whether we're related. I suspect a loophole in her birth certificate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a blast. Spent the night out with Zhiwei, Nicole and Nina. We met at Clarke Quay, and had dinner at The Forbidden City. 5 dishes for $154! Thank goodness the food/service/ambience was awesome. If you ever decide to dine there, do try the Rainbow Pork - it's as good as the name sounds. And no, there was no rainbow in the dish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of dinner, wasn't the food actually. It was Zhiwei forgetting to add a $10 note to cover the bill (we handed the waiter only $150 at first). We only realized after we handed over the cash. Apparently, the waiter never encountered such a scenario before, so when he came back to claim another $4, all he could say was "Errr.." plus a super priceless look on his face. Damn funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the bar after dinner. Ordered tequila (Tequila is good stuff!!) and danced a bit. Well I didn't really dance. I swear I was super wooden. Pretty cool experience for a first time. Saw some funny stuff like a 20+ year old Filipino lady hooking up with a 60 year old dude, drunk Chinese guy in the toilet (why am I not surprised?) and an Indian guy dancing his heart out (his friend looked as though he was doing a cross between aerobics and karate). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed down to Nina and Nicole's place later (3AM). Played cards/talked/ate at the coffee shop till after 5AM before taking the first bus home. Did I say yesterday was a blast? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad today was terribly mundane. Oh well, I'm going ending here. Ciao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Die die die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-5728091291132283645?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/5728091291132283645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=5728091291132283645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5728091291132283645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/5728091291132283645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-broken-strings-james.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-2019241516152182769</id><published>2009-03-21T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:32:30.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Pen &amp; Paper - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty satisfied with today - after 6PM, that is. I was especially bored and restless in the afternoon, don't ask me why. So, I played Audition and ate a bag of potato chips. Yes, it's a weird way to kill boredom, but I did it anyway. Then again, when have I ever been not-weird? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip to town with Zhiwei in the afternoon. First stop was Plaza Singapura. It's a funny choice really, especially when he's around the area five days a week. I bought 2 CDs at Sembawang, Lonely Road by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, and Road to Revolution Live at Milton Keynes by Linkin Park (Finally?). Huge discounts at that store; 50% discount on all CDs, except for new releases. Both my CDs were considered new, but I bought them anyway. Aaah. I'm weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw something really, really odd at Carrefour. We looked at each other and laughed.. like we've never laughed before. Imagine a bra that doubles up as a pouch/purse? What the heck was the designer thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at New York New York (Centre Point). Maybe it's the outlet, but the food was far from satisfactory. I thought the one at Citylink Mall was better. Plus the terrible service. Yuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around before MRT-ing back to Tampines. Sat at the usual spot under the MRT line for a bit of serious talk (basketball, polytechnic stuff, home related stuff) before going home. It's funny that we're only serious before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something random: I'm not enjoying The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus' new album. It's a little too soft for my liking. Gah, what happened to the screaming? Their last one was so much better, or at least I think so. I should have gotten All Hope is Gone by Slipknot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blast the living room with Linkin Park tomorrow~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going gym-ing tomorrow with Zhiwei. I find that I'm too lazy to go down consistently (gotta put a stop to that!). I'm there as and when I feel like really working out. I'd probably be fat if I didn't work out at home everyday. All that potato chips, chocolate and lazing about the house.. ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ending hereeeee. I. Need. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The biggest difference between Zhiwei and the impostor on my tagboard: The Zhiwei I know doesn't ever use commas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-2019241516152182769?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/2019241516152182769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=2019241516152182769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2019241516152182769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/2019241516152182769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-pen-paper-red-jumpsuit.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-19167770.post-730852123393424039</id><published>2009-03-19T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:29:36.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: Sulfur - Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, before I begin, I'd like to thank the fake Zhiwei on my tagboard. Thanks to you, I've the urge to blog again, well done. By the way, I found it really hilarious, and it's a great way to take my mind off the moody subjects floating in my head. Cheers, keep tagging. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've caught two movies this week. The first was Detroit Metal City, off the best Chinese-created movie sharing software (Funshion) ever . For a start, I don't really like death metal, as I feel that you can hardly hear what the vocalist is screaming about (but of course, it's usually either about revenge/killing/violence). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought the movie was quite funny, I think I was rolling and laughing in my (uncomfortable) seat. I found the main character (Ken'ichi Matsuyama) completely hilarious, the exact opposite of the role he played in Death Note (as L). You should catch it. By the way, it's NC16, for the 4603486034806 times the magical 'F' word was used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ScJWVdcsqgI/AAAAAAAAAug/yAb2Tr3Xh3w/s1600-h/dmc_poster_19_march_low.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ScJWVdcsqgI/AAAAAAAAAug/yAb2Tr3Xh3w/s320/dmc_poster_19_march_low.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314905436932844034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I caught Dragonball Evolution at Tampines Mall after collecting my O'level certificate with Andre, Kimseng, Yiquan, Zongtai, Samuel, Songhan and Ivan. Okay, if you're in desperate need of a good laugh, go watch the movie. I.. no, we found it quite lame. Ugh, the anime was loads better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ScJWU2nt9DI/AAAAAAAAAuY/7OorC_B11tg/s1600-h/dragonball-evolution-20081210100044366_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iHOLjguRh5I/ScJWU2nt9DI/AAAAAAAAAuY/7OorC_B11tg/s320/dragonball-evolution-20081210100044366_640w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314905426510083122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rough week, and boredom didn't help much. I'm going to _________________________. No, I'm not going to do anything silly. I just haven't figured out how I'm going kill my time till polytechnic term starts (well, if I get in a course, that is). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel like posting much. So I shall end here. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-730852123393424039?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/730852123393424039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=730852123393424039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/730852123393424039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/730852123393424039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-sulfur-slipknot-yeah-before.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iHOLjguRh5I/ScJWVdcsqgI/AAAAAAAAAug/yAb2Tr3Xh3w/s72-c/dmc_poster_19_march_low.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19167770.post-3045878639204262911</id><published>2009-03-14T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:06:45.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, Friday the 13th was really Friday the 13th. My luck hit an all time low. I nearly misplaced my wallet and my EZ Link got confiscated/retained by the bus driver. Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19167770-3045878639204262911?l=is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/feeds/3045878639204262911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19167770&amp;postID=3045878639204262911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3045878639204262911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19167770/posts/default/3045878639204262911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://is-this-cool-or-what.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-playing-none-and-so-friday-13th-was.html' title=''/><author><name>M|yJ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16614449362772657889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
