<?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-27715372</id><updated>2011-10-05T19:00:59.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Noobnerd Policy Institute</title><subtitle type='html'>Noobnerd's blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-2038323829352478595</id><published>2011-10-05T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T18:57:29.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI MR ANG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2038323829352478595?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2038323829352478595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2038323829352478595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2038323829352478595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2038323829352478595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-mr-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-3825432350383476416</id><published>2011-04-03T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:19:38.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgboot.com/images/aragornbird/468.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Shameer's hair clip was (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs370.snc3/23783_375802528508_727508508_3788650_7193962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs370.snc3/23783_375802528508_727508508_3788650_7193962_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so were the little girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs370.snc3/23783_375802463508_727508508_3788646_1706529_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs370.snc3/23783_375802463508_727508508_3788646_1706529_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Wednesday we went back to TMS to collect our SGC. My testimonial is only half a page, and when I came back to school on Friday, Jingle had a 2 page testimonial. Jingle is pro (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone had their CCA we slacked in school and waited long long for the Temasek Clique + 1 Convert (Jerrie and Cassandra took forever) and the OTHER clique while having everyone play guitar/violin in the canteen. Felt like a loser because I couldn't play anything D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat at Simei wheeeeeeeeee. Yay clique merger dinner. And we had such a disgusting time after dinner. I was bored so I asked Jerrie if she was taking MRT. When she said yes I was like hi 5! and put my hand up. When she tried to hit it I took my hand away. She got angry and put her food inside my cup of Ice Green Tea. Then it became chaotic and everyone started putting things inside. Wenxiu was the worst and added ice kacang and tissue paper etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs390.snc3/23783_375802998508_727508508_3788672_935332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs390.snc3/23783_375802998508_727508508_3788672_935332_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuhair also made a heart shape straw and put it inside the cup. How anti-climax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did the most stupid thing ever and tried to push the cup to the OTHER clique's side. The thing spilled on the table and my hand and it smelled bad D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs430.ash1/23783_375802908508_727508508_3788669_734032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs430.ash1/23783_375802908508_727508508_3788669_734032_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left but not before a group photo SHHHHHHHH:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs390.snc3/23783_375803128508_727508508_3788675_4733529_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs390.snc3/23783_375803128508_727508508_3788675_4733529_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the cup of rubbish in the middle represents Emmeline who left early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Shameer for starting the SHHHH:D trend. Yes guys it's him who started it, I'm just the one who began to spread. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 my CG, others say we're very bonded. But really, I don't think EVERYONE in our class is that bonded with us, it's just the two cliques that are so. Hoping that everyone outside the two groups could be more friendly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I actually updated lol, and it's not a nonsensical post this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Vivi and Jingle I've finally linked you guys lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-4182203559400380941?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/4182203559400380941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=4182203559400380941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4182203559400380941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4182203559400380941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2010/03/cg-dinnerrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='CG Dinnerrrrrrrrrrr'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-2618515421949914785</id><published>2010-03-20T12:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:23:44.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CG Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/S6RNy9CH8RI/AAAAAAAAABU/8ZX1tme3T0A/s1600-h/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/S6RNy9CH8RI/AAAAAAAAABU/8ZX1tme3T0A/s400/IMG_2101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450566986797412626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2618515421949914785?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2618515421949914785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2618515421949914785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2618515421949914785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2618515421949914785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2010/03/cg-outing.html' title='CG Outing'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/S6RNy9CH8RI/AAAAAAAAABU/8ZX1tme3T0A/s72-c/IMG_2101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-5315144849962346069</id><published>2010-03-07T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:55:35.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CG 24/10 quiz :D</title><content type='html'>http://www.facebook.com/notes/joshua-chan/2410-blog-quiz-d/349319451782&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/10 blog quiz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you name 30 people you can think of right off the top of your head?&lt;br /&gt;Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 30 people.&lt;br /&gt;No cheating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Following the class list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our class only has 23 people excluding myself, the first 7 will be repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jingle&lt;br /&gt;2. Emmerine&lt;br /&gt;3. Jaime Goh&lt;br /&gt;4. Jerrie&lt;br /&gt;5. Jamie Kok&lt;br /&gt;6. Rachael Pung&lt;br /&gt;7. Cassandla&lt;br /&gt;8. Vivi&lt;br /&gt;9. Wenxiu&lt;br /&gt;10. Charmain&lt;br /&gt;11. Abdullah&lt;br /&gt;12. Jasper&lt;br /&gt;13. Teck Yan&lt;br /&gt;14. Dylan&lt;br /&gt;15. Yeshen&lt;br /&gt;16. Martin&lt;br /&gt;17. Lim Pin&lt;br /&gt;18. Han Ren&lt;br /&gt;19. Shameer&lt;br /&gt;20. Zuhair&lt;br /&gt;21. Robert&lt;br /&gt;22. Jiahong&lt;br /&gt;23. Jiasheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-REPEATED-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Jingle&lt;br /&gt;25. Emm&lt;br /&gt;26. Goh&lt;br /&gt;27. Jerrie&lt;br /&gt;28. Jamie Kok&lt;br /&gt;29. Pung&lt;br /&gt;30. Cass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• How did you meet 10? (Charmain)&lt;br /&gt;You know what I still haven't talked to her lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would you do if you had never met 6? (Rachael)&lt;br /&gt;I'd not be scared by her. She's very fierce :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would you do if 20 and 15 dated? (Zuhair, Yeshen)&lt;br /&gt;Then they'd join HC (homo club)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If you could marry between 6 and 14, who will it be? (Rachael, Dylan)&lt;br /&gt;Dylan, Rachael is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Did you ever like 9? (Wenxiu)&lt;br /&gt;No she's a mean and greedy treasurer who extorts money from me :(I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Have you ever seen 4 cry? (Jerrie)&lt;br /&gt;I've seen her muscles cry sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Would 4 and 12 make a good couple? (Jerrie, Jasper)&lt;br /&gt;lol not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Would number 7 and 14 make a good couple? (Cassandra, Dylan)&lt;br /&gt;lol no? I can't imagine Dylan liking anyone in the first place &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Describe 8: (Vivi)&lt;br /&gt;She has a unique name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Do you like 12? (Jasper)&lt;br /&gt;Yes his reaction to me bullying him is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Tell me something about 17: (Lim Pin)&lt;br /&gt;He is lame. His name says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What's 7's favorite color? (Cassandra)&lt;br /&gt;Black. For those of you who get the really cold joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would you do if 1 just confessed they liked you? (Jingle)&lt;br /&gt;I'd send her to Woodbridge immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When was the last time you talked to number 15? (Yeshen)&lt;br /&gt;Friday, he totally ignored me during kite runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• How do you think 19 feels about you? (Shameer)&lt;br /&gt;Gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What languages does 13 speak? (Teck Yan)&lt;br /&gt;Jengrish and his own sick dialect of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Who is 2 going out with? (Emmerine)&lt;br /&gt;Jaime Goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What grade is 16 in? (Martin)&lt;br /&gt;Preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What is 5's favorite music? (Jamie Kok)&lt;br /&gt;My voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Would you ever date 3? (Jaime Goh)&lt;br /&gt;No she's already got Emmeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Is 7 single? (Cassandra)&lt;br /&gt;Not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What is 10's full name?&lt;br /&gt;Fely rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 13? (Teck Yan)&lt;br /&gt;We already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Where does 18 live? (Han Ren)&lt;br /&gt;Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What do you think about 20? (Zuhair)&lt;br /&gt;Han Ren rents his house. See the above question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What is the best thing about 4? (Jerrie)&lt;br /&gt;She's very strong. She can kick me from school to America and push the public bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Is 21 hard-working? (Robert)&lt;br /&gt;No he got owned by Theen Yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE DELTA 13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What would you like to tell 14 right now? (Dylan)&lt;br /&gt;He likes ductile, malleable and sonorous music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• How did you meet 9? (Wenxiu)&lt;br /&gt;The gates of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What is the best and worst thing about 2? (Emmeline)&lt;br /&gt;Best: She's nice to most people.&lt;br /&gt;Worst: I'm not in the list of "most people".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Are you going to know 3 forever? (Jaime Goh)&lt;br /&gt;... is it me or not having an ability to predict the future makes me one of the kite runner participants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• How long have you known 26? (Jaime Goh)&lt;br /&gt;Since CG bonding day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Who is 24? (Jingle)&lt;br /&gt;CG REP! My boss :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Are you or did you ever date 28? (Jamie Kok)&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Do you have a crush on 30? (Cassandra)&lt;br /&gt;No way I don't want my face to have the pattern of a tennis racket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Would you kiss 25? (Emmerine)&lt;br /&gt;No. I would have to squat. Or she'd have to jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Have you hugged/kissed 22? (Jiahong)&lt;br /&gt;To tall to reach his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Is 29 your bff? (Pung)&lt;br /&gt;No. This spot is reserved for ____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• How do you find 23? (Jiasheng)&lt;br /&gt;Nice... But he could be more sociable :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What's your relationship with 30? 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Can't believe I got B3 for A Maths. I should stop slacking xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone going TJ here? With my score, I might get in, but I hardly know anyone going inside, and even less people who want to take the same subject combi. Come accompany me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a sudden Civilization 3 revival after playing a Civ 4 mod. Thinking about buying a PS3, (and Jeremy is pressuring me to do so very much) but I have no money right now, thanks to that $700 spent on books. Shameer got a PS3 recently, but I bet Jeremy's the happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just began listening to Taylor Swift today. 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This is because this post has been posted at more than one place, so if you don't understand something, it's meant for the guys at the other place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, school's out, and no prizes for guessing what my family's doing: going overseas. However this time we joined a tour group with our Malaysian relatives so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began on 24th November where my immediate family flew to Shanghai. We stayed in some service apartments. It was good. We had the Singapore news channel there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father hired an interpreter and a minibus and we went around to various "water towns" for the next 3 days. Basically they're all Chinese Venices of the Easts, evidence that China is the land of copying others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway during the trip I had a pimple on my lip D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/25112009002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/25112009002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also after visiting all the nearby water towns to Shanghai we also went shopping at Nanjing Street 南京路. The particular shopping centre we went to was far from the "real" shopping part of the road, and it really was a chaotic place filled with small shops selling more pirated goods. The shopkeeper happily told us that the clothes we were buying were copies. Also I found something there that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/27112009008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/27112009008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An automatic medicine vending machine! lolwut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day (Saturday 28th November) the tour group arrived in Shanghai and we joined them. Then we went to the Pearl Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said only boys have two balls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tower also had absailing activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the real shopping area at Nanjing Road. It was crowded so I just hung around with my aunties on the street. We ate 臭豆腐 (smelly tofu) and we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;苏州&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left Shanghai for Suzhou (REMEMBER THAT STUPID SUZHOU INDUSTRIAL PARK FROM THE SS TEXTBOOK?) but I didn't see many factories. The tour guide was a Chinese woman called Anna who spoke very poor English and kept using Mandarin to speak to us when most of the people in the tour group didn't know it. No one liked her. She kept saying things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now we go to the Suzhou"&lt;br /&gt;"Suzhou is called the Orendal Veins (Oriental Venice)"&lt;br /&gt;"If you are interesting, we can take the cruise in the Suzhou canal)"&lt;br /&gt;"Suzhou is called the paradise on earth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city didn't seem very heavenly to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for dinner and our whole family (including my Malaysian relatives) had a private room. Some idiot was smoking outside the room and came inside to hang around for no reason. I was about to ask him "who the hell are you" but he left anyway. Luckily I didn't, because I found out that he was our Suzhou guide -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the hotel. Anna explained that "The Suzhou has new city and old city. The hotel we stay in was located in old city"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was located? Oh god. Anyway the hotel had a road inside it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/28112009036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apparently only staff could use that road so we had to take the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was lame and we had lame stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to some temple which looked just like any other temple except that it a bell tower which was featured in some ancient Chinese poem. Apparently everytime you hit the bell you can lose one worry in life or something. So the monks charge people 5 RMB for a chance to hit the bell three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to some silk factory where... Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left "the Suzhou and now we go back to the Shanghai" On the way Anna explained the prices of apartments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Young man come to buy apartment in new city. If you buy apartment in new city 300000 yuan. Very cheap. If you buy apartment in old city 600000 yuan. So young man like to come buy house in new city."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also kept singing songs on the bus microphone. Everyone just kept silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上海&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Shanghai... I can't remember what we did. Maybe we didn't do Nanjing Road shopping yesterday but today instead. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we went to some ... place. And guess what I saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/29112009053.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiang Kai Shek's image in mainland China! The central government definitely doesn't have control over this... place that we went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this... place, the adults got some foot reflexology with a doctor explaining to them some stuff. The doctor spoke in Cantonese (despite being from Fujian) and all the adults loved it because they are all tired of listening to Mandarin and not understanding a single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now if you interesting we go watch Shanghai show. It's very wonderful. Very wonderful," said Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to some excellent acrobat-circus-dance thing performance and it was good. It was really good. I usually hate everything about holidays, but this totally redeemed my trip to China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to sleep and left for Korea the next day. At the airport we were all complaining about our tour guide. Lol. Bye bye Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport at Shanghai also had a neoprint booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/30112009058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 512px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/30112009058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Shanghai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/30112009059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/30112009059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanghai: The Pen City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew via China Eastern Airlines and the stewardesses spoke to us in Korean automatically because we were speaking in English. Lame stewardesses. Food was bad but at least there was kimchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首尔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Incheon airport and met our tour guide for Korea, a guy called Mike. He said he's from Taiwan and he married a Korean girl so he stays here. His English wasn't that fantastic as he was from Taiwan, but at least he was over 9000 times better than Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/30112009060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/30112009060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister met a nice boy on the trip. Above is a photo of them sharing time together on the airport skytrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanying us on our tour other than Mike was a young Korean man called "Ah Ken" who had hair like those Korean actors and thick framed glasses. A fourteen year old girl in the tour group fell in love with him instantly. Sadly, he couldn't speak any English and only knew a tiny bit of Mandarin. He was the guy handling all the luggage and assisting in distributing food at restaurants etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of staying at Seoul, the 69 year old bus driver took us to the opposite side of South Korea to near the Sea of Japan to Nami Island, where Winter Sonata was filmed or something. However it was at night and we couldn't take the picture of the trees in the movie, so we were all pissed. Also we missed the boat back to the mainland and had to wait half an hour so we got pissed more. One of my aunties began doing feet movements on the wharf while saying "one two cha cha cha". Eventually my whole family joined in. Except me of course. Fortunately my father managed to take a very beautiful picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/DSC_0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/DSC_0647.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for dinner and it was good. The kimchi was spicy though so I didn't eat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about kimchi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to Korea, I expected to see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/hwang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 450px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/hwang2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead I only saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeinjee.com/asianpop/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/korean-kimchi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 431px;" src="http://yeinjee.com/asianpop/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/korean-kimchi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimchi. Almost every place we went to eat had kimchi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to find our hotel. The 69 year old bus driver got lost and he kept u-turning everywhere late at night in the countryside, making us all dizzy and pissed off. But eventually we found it anyway. Yay. U-turning became the Korea trip joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at some golf resort and the air conditioner didn't work while the floor was heated a lot so it was burning in the room while freezing outside. Breakfast was good but they had weird dishes again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to some hill by the sea with a Guanyin statue on top. The view was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009066.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009065.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a toilet where we could untie our worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009071.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to some seaside train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see Noah's Modern Ark from the train station:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to some North Korean warship and submarine that the South Koreans captured. South Korea made a museum out of them lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the boat, we could see that North Korea supports sailor welfare by telling them not to snp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following picture will cause Xander to hate Migs now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/01122009079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to a sheep farm and we fed the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went dress up in Korean traditional costumes. I tried out the male official and the female costume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs114.snc3/16144_207075633432_661323432_2955233_2759275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 405px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs114.snc3/16144_207075633432_661323432_2955233_2759275_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs094.snc3/16144_207075608432_661323432_2955228_6836428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 405px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs094.snc3/16144_207075608432_661323432_2955228_6836428_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we made kimchi and went to Everland, the theme park. On the way the tour guide sang old English songs, so this time my family uncles and aunts could join in. Unlike lame Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Everland, the staff had a stupid thing of raising both their hands and shaking them while greeting us in Korean which was really annoying. Instead of going on the rides, I spent most of my time in the animal section of the theme park, riding in a bus to some mini safari area where the bears and lions were just right beside the bus. The bears were trained to do tricks and could smile and clap their hands. I never knew bears could stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to some show where seals performed. It was good and funny. These seals are really smart and could imitate human actions lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also for all your pedophiles here's a reason for you to go to Everland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/02122009090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/02122009090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we returned to Seoul and spent the next few days shopping and visiting ginseng and cordyceps and whatnot. Seoul is definitely a much... safer city than Shanghai. But the lack of English makes Singapore better lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we came back home after 2 days in Seoul. Yay. Should've brought my laptop there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-9100234152059703286?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/9100234152059703286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=9100234152059703286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9100234152059703286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9100234152059703286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/12/china-korea-trip.html' title='China Korea Trip'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-4166128731449285694</id><published>2009-11-23T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:21:44.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Phone</title><content type='html'>Warning: This post is not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old phone can't receive messages until I turn it off and on again, so it was time to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Mum went to fetch sister to ballet at Loyang Point so we went to the Singtel reseller there and they found something that Mum liked. After questioning the poor salesman for 10 minutes, Mum asked me if I liked it, so I asked Dad if he approved, dad said yes, so I said yes. But it was out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway we went to a proper shop at Singtel in Tampines Mall and bought it. Really long queues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling with using the new phone. It has a touch screen, and I'm not used to the absence of a keypad. Also the reasons I bought a Nokia were because I don't know how to use other brands, my whole family uses it anyway so it's easy to recharge and that I can press Menu and asterisk to activate the keyguard thing. But without a keypad there's no keypad to lock, so I had to read the manual. I'm also having problems with transferring contacts and whatnot. Not good at using all those... programs for phones on the PCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this phone has some Xpress Music function, and I've no idea what the heck that is, and I guessed that maybe it lets you listen to music at a faster rate or something. Now someone has told me you can download free music, but it's not like I'm going to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's the phone. I forgot the model again, have to check the box. brb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back it's Nokia 5800 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it looks like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was searching for the image on Google I clicked full size and it gave me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无法找到该页&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unable to find ... page"? My Chinese sucks lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/prod_lrg_images/088/210519088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://ak.buy.com/db_assets/prod_lrg_images/088/210519088.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. SMS me for fun if you wish. My inbox is very very empty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-4166128731449285694?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/4166128731449285694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=4166128731449285694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4166128731449285694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4166128731449285694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-phone.html' title='New Phone'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-5886519933734890331</id><published>2009-11-14T13:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:34:51.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Quiz</title><content type='html'>Taken from Shahirah's fb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab your phone. &lt;br /&gt;Damn I think it's in pain now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the 3rd picture in your phone? &lt;br /&gt;http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/14092009.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your ringtone? &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m1TnzCiUSI0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who's the 1st person that comes up under M? &lt;br /&gt;Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who's the last person you called? &lt;br /&gt;Central Narcotics Bureau Helpline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was your last missed call from? &lt;br /&gt;Central Narcotics Bureau Helpline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who's the 1st person who comes up under C? &lt;br /&gt;Chetan. This made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who's your speed dial number 2? &lt;br /&gt;Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What does 3rd text in ur inbox say? &lt;br /&gt;Hey son its mum. Why are you so late? It's already 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was your last received call from? &lt;br /&gt;Central Narcotics Bureau Helpline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What does your 2nd sentbox text say? &lt;br /&gt;Mum your clock is slow. It's actually 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How many messages are currently in your inbox? &lt;br /&gt;2k. Accumalated since I first got my phone two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the wallpaper? &lt;br /&gt;http://www.guzer.com/pictures/findx.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's speed dial number 1? &lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the 15th message from in your inbox? &lt;br /&gt;Hey Josh its dad. Remember to follow your mum's curfew of 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who's the 1st person who comes up under B? &lt;br /&gt;Barber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How many bars of signal do you currently have? &lt;br /&gt;http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/signalbar.jpg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What network are you on? &lt;br /&gt;Super Talk Indonesia (STI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name every person you have a message from in your inbox. &lt;br /&gt;Chetan, Sarkunan, Shun Toll, Jeremy, Alexander, Kenny, Mum, Dad. God didn't deign to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What does your 6th text message in your inbox say? &lt;br /&gt;Hey Josh these are your aunties. Mum just told us about your curfew. Remember to come back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is the first person in your contacts? &lt;br /&gt;Ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote the Holy Bible, Numbers 22:21 And Balaam rose up in the morning, and saddled his ass, and went with the princes of Moab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who is the last name in your contacts? &lt;br /&gt;Zean Yip Beauty Salon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What does the last text in your inbox say? &lt;br /&gt;Hey Josh this is mum. Have fun using your phone to receive my messages about your curfews! Let's work together to build a healthy mother-son relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your screensaver? &lt;br /&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v300/muffinman206/sparta.gif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your balance? &lt;br /&gt;Electronic. Spring balance is so inaccurate -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Whos the last person under H? &lt;br /&gt;Heaven Reception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your bluetooth name? &lt;br /&gt;Li Kwan You. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How many numbers are in your phone? &lt;br /&gt;Looking at the keypad, it's 10 numbers. 0 is a number right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Could you live without it? &lt;br /&gt;Acutally yes. It hasn't been with me while doing this whole quiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-5886519933734890331?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/5886519933734890331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=5886519933734890331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5886519933734890331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5886519933734890331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/11/phone-quiz.html' title='Phone Quiz'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-6313312283706418031</id><published>2009-11-05T12:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:34:22.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolt Cast</title><content type='html'>♀               ◄MïĺķŖępűβłĩċ►               ♀ said (Yesterday at 11:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*i was bolt. and i just found out. miley was the voice for the female lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/bolt-firstlook-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 577px;" src="http://www.firstshowing.net/img/bolt-firstlook-logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Byron Howard&lt;br /&gt;Producer: Walt Disney for all I care&lt;br /&gt;Bolt's owner: Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;Bolt: &lt;s&gt;John Travolta&lt;/s&gt; Ong Weilin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I couldn't help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-6313312283706418031?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/6313312283706418031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=6313312283706418031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6313312283706418031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6313312283706418031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/11/bolt-cast.html' title='Bolt Cast'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-9127591017112907282</id><published>2009-10-24T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:08:39.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamped!</title><content type='html'>NEW SKIN. FIRST REAL CHANGE SINCE MAKING THIS BLOG IN 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be updating after O Level. Hope to see you there ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-9127591017112907282?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/9127591017112907282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=9127591017112907282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9127591017112907282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9127591017112907282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/10/revamped.html' title='Revamped!'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00088046364579122904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18VbWg77tao/SuKZicgMNDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BWX5O5nJqag/S220/4elo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-9056545066003417045</id><published>2009-10-24T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:11:08.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiiiiiiii</title><content type='html'>o level coming soon. two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might consider revamping this blog after o level. And updating moar funny stuffs :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-9056545066003417045?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/9056545066003417045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=9056545066003417045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9056545066003417045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9056545066003417045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/10/hiiiiiiii.html' title='hiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00088046364579122904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18VbWg77tao/SuKZicgMNDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BWX5O5nJqag/S220/4elo.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-527755075504508616</id><published>2009-07-20T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:04:57.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few quizzes</title><content type='html'>Last time it was Jing Jie who asked me to update. Whose fault is it this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10:49 PM) mich!: update yours lei &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ ONE&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quiz was done 17th April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Little Secrets.Be honest no matter what, then tag at least 5 friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;A forwarded message from Michelle&lt;br /&gt;02. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;What is a default picture?&lt;br /&gt;03. Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Happily single.&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling retarded.&lt;br /&gt;06. How many siblings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;One sister.&lt;br /&gt;07. Whats your brother(s)/sister(s) names?&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;08. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;Right here.&lt;br /&gt;09. Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;11. Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Crack jokes.&lt;br /&gt;12. Angry at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Fatass&lt;br /&gt;13. What's stopping you from going for the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered liking anyone.&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;This morning. I yawned.&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;16. What you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Alexander.&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;Blue by Eiffel 65&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Typing this shit&lt;/s&gt; Reading Halopedia.&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you trust right now?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, just me.&lt;br /&gt;21. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;School. Last year's mass CIP.&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you kissed someone in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;No, and not in the past 16 years either.&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is your friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Tuck Weng&lt;br /&gt;24. Describe your life in one word?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;25. Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;26. What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;The fountain on my right.&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last person who gave you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;29. Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;Zaman: "I smack your dick then you know"&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Chetan.&lt;br /&gt;32. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;33. Who was the last person to make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;Fatass&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Homework calling out for me:(&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;Straight&lt;br /&gt;36. Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before?&lt;br /&gt;No. But I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;38. Held hands with the opposite sex in the past 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;No, and not in the past 16 years.&lt;br /&gt;39.Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;No :(&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you happy with life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Almost perfect.&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you currently jealous?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;43. What jewelery are you currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;My eyes.&lt;br /&gt;44. What were you doing on friday night?&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday night right now.&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;Fatass.&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the last reason you went to the doctor for?&lt;br /&gt;Checkup.&lt;br /&gt;49. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;10. Because I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;Never dated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ TWO&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done on the 18th of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you really ready for 111 questions?&lt;br /&gt;No postpone the event please I beg you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Was your last real relationship a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Because there was no relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Who did you last say “I love you” to?&lt;br /&gt;The mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you regret it?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Mum thought I was self-gay or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Have you ever been depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to question my human-ness? &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Are you a boy or girl?&lt;br /&gt;Straight male, with a strong dislike for females (sorry girls D:) but then again, with a 50% girl personality/thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What is your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Double&lt;/s&gt; Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) How do you want to die?&lt;br /&gt;You weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What did you last eat?&lt;br /&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Played any sports?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, air hockey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do you bite your nails ?&lt;br /&gt;Too short to bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) When was your last physical fight?&lt;br /&gt;Today. With myself. Left Hand was like "HEY STOP IT" and Right Hand was like "ow darn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you have an attitude?&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to question my human-ness again? &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Guy in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What is your real name?&lt;br /&gt;Adolf Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Are you gonna get high later?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my bedroom's one floor up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you hate anyone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Rumaila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;Chetan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Twirl or cut your spaghetti?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the chainsaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Do you tan a lot?&lt;br /&gt;No, surname's Chan, not Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Petting is sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) How exactly are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Using my five senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Ever eaten food in a car while someone or yourself is driving?&lt;br /&gt;And I vomited in it. One strand of noodle for each nostril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Ever made out in the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Would you take any of your exes back?&lt;br /&gt;I've got extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Are you scared of spiders?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?&lt;br /&gt;What is this, make retirement and end of O Levels further away again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Do you regret anything from your past?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) What are your plans for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Plans done by parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you want to have kids?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Did you ever kiss someone whose name starts with an M?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you type fast?&lt;br /&gt;"fast". I just typed fast! WOOHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Do you have piercings?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I pierced a blister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Want any more?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Can you spell well?&lt;br /&gt;W-e-l-l. YAY I SPELLED IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Do you miss anyone from your past?&lt;br /&gt;Nah in the past I was still Joshua Chan, not Miss Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) What are you craving right now?&lt;br /&gt;Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Ever been to a bonfire party?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Have you ever been on a horse?&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not that sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Kissed someone in a pick up truck?&lt;br /&gt;Do flying kisses count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Have you ever broken someone’s heart?&lt;br /&gt;No, not a certified surgeon yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, people copy my tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;Had no gf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Would you live with someone without marrying them?&lt;br /&gt;What is this question? I'm living with my family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) What should you be doing ?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) What’s irritating you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Rumaila Oilfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurt?&lt;br /&gt;No, but I've been liked by someone so much that it hurt. Sarkunan and Shun Toll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) Does somebody love you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Sarkunan. Last time Shun Toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) What is your favorite colour ?&lt;br /&gt;Black White Silver &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's called the changing vroom for a reaosn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) Do you have trust issues?&lt;br /&gt;I BET THERES A HIDDEN AGENDA IN THIS QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Do you have a good relationship with your parents?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not incestuous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) Do you believe your most recent ex thinks about you?&lt;br /&gt;Axes can think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Yawning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) Do you give out second chances too easily?&lt;br /&gt;Gave out more than 100 to Rumaila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) Is it easier to forgive or forget?&lt;br /&gt;Forgive. Don't insult my memory yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) Is this year the best year of your life?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not psychic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) What was your childhood nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Toilet bowl. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) Have you ever walked outside completely naked?&lt;br /&gt;Where's question 69?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70) Do you believe everything happens for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;No. Like why I'm doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;Get my feet off the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73) What is bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) Have you ever been out of your province?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75) Do you play the Wii?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, never heard of that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76) Are you listening to music right now?&lt;br /&gt;Computer Sounds by My Computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77) Do you like Chinese food?&lt;br /&gt;I'm straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78) Do you know your father's b-day? &lt;br /&gt;7 November 1957&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79) Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Quack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) Is cheating ever okay?&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) Are you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82) Can you keep white shoes clean?&lt;br /&gt;Dude, stop insulting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84) Do you believe in true love?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't exist for teens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88) Do you like the outside?&lt;br /&gt;No, personality is more important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89) Are you currently bored?&lt;br /&gt;By this quiz yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90) Do you wanna get married?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91) Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?&lt;br /&gt;Boy/girl needs a big slap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92) Are you hungry?&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm Joshua Chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93) Have you ever made out for more than a half hour straight?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, who hasn't? All schoolkids are out for at least, 7 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94) What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. I'm awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) Would you change your name?&lt;br /&gt;Alice is a nice name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96) Ever been to Alaska?&lt;br /&gt;Where's question 97?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98) Do you watch the news?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I can't think of a witty answer for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99) What’ s your zodiac sign?&lt;br /&gt;Cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100) Do you like Subway?&lt;br /&gt;MRT is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101) Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Mirror? Easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103) Do you talk like your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Jing Jie: "Damn bodoh sia you!"&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: "Yo chan"&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: "You so stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking about the way WeiJie Simin Michelle Weilin talk, I doubt I talk like my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105) Have you ever seen someone you knew &amp; purposely avoided them?&lt;br /&gt;Sarkunan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106) Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?&lt;br /&gt;Gonna answer this seriously. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107) who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;Choo Yan Li. WHO IS NOT THE ANSWER TO THE PREVIOUS QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108) Does it matter if your boyfriend/girlfriend smokes?&lt;br /&gt;no bf/gf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109) Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;Answer to 106. Not THAT deep though. But thought-provoking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110) Favorite lyrics right now?&lt;br /&gt;Mary Had a Little Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111) Can you count to one milllion?&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42! The answer to life, the universe, and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ THREE&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same day as the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First thing you wash in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What colour is your favourite hoodie?&lt;br /&gt;Little Red Riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?&lt;br /&gt;Myself? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you plan outfits?&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of a witty answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How are you feeling RIGHT now?&lt;br /&gt;With my 5 senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What’s the closest thing to you that's red?&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of the girl in my dp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me about the last dream you remember having.&lt;br /&gt;A few nights ago I dreamt that a Star Wars plane crashed into the back of some plane I was in, and for some reason the plane I was in didn't just blow up, and the plane behind just kept slamming into the cockpit in and out. I was just standing there witnessing the thing, unharmed. Was it possible to control it? And I somehow lost my DS during the crash, and I ended up being an American guy with pale skin and dark hair called Stuart on the run from some grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Did you meet anybody new today?&lt;br /&gt;I meet strangers daily. I'm no hermit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you craving right now?&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you floss daily?&lt;br /&gt;Candy floss? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What comes to mind when I say cabbage?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, cabbage. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you emotional?&lt;br /&gt;Positively so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever counted to 1,000?&lt;br /&gt;Reached 248 and died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick?&lt;br /&gt;I used a knife... Isn't that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Which hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not self-gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush? &lt;br /&gt;No he's not the President anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the computer running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are your parents strict?&lt;br /&gt;My father is Chan and my mother is Chin. Not Strict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you go sky diving?&lt;br /&gt;Did you misspell sky? It's supposed to be ski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like cottage cheese?&lt;br /&gt;Never tried it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever met a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;Indeed. Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you rent movies often?&lt;br /&gt;No witty answer D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in?&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many countries have you visited?&lt;br /&gt;Too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you made a prank phone call?&lt;br /&gt;More than once. Posing as a housing agent, bf/gf's father, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever been on a train?&lt;br /&gt;Been on one, and broke it. Toy train, couldn't take the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Brown or white eggs?&lt;br /&gt;I have no ovaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Do you have a cell/mobile phone?&lt;br /&gt;No witty answer D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you use chopsticks?&lt;br /&gt;No witty answer D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you own a real gun?&lt;br /&gt;A toy gun is not unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Can you use chopsticks?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can use chopsticks. Picking up food isn't its only use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who are you going to be with tonight?&lt;br /&gt;My bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Joshua Chan. Wrong number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;No witty answer D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What is/are your best friend(s) doing tomorrow? &lt;br /&gt;No best friend D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Ever had cream puffs?&lt;br /&gt;What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Right now. Yawning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What was the last question you asked?&lt;br /&gt;Question 37 answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Favourite time/times of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year, school holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you have any tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't understand while some people go all out to make their skin fair, they add big black patterns on their body -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you sarcastic?&lt;br /&gt;DEFINITELY NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Threw a butter out of the window, saw it fly. That's the effect of throwing butter out of the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Ever walked into a wall?&lt;br /&gt;On purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;Chetan (Black), Tuck Weng (White), Silver (Ag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. Stupid anti-vulgarity campaign with Tuck Weng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is your hair curly?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not Zhan Hao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the last CD you bought?&lt;br /&gt;I download and burn. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do looks matter?&lt;br /&gt;For true love: No&lt;br /&gt;For visual pleasure: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Could you ever forgive a cheater?&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually the cheater, so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Is your phone bill sky high?&lt;br /&gt;$14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you like your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;No witty answer D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;No, but you've given me a good way to waste electricity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;No witty answer D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you have good vision?&lt;br /&gt;World domination is a good vision, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. How often do you talk on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Almost daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. The last person you held hands with?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you wearing? &lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.What is your favourite animal?&lt;br /&gt;Humans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Where was your default picture taken at?&lt;br /&gt;Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Can you hula hoop?&lt;br /&gt;One round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you have a job?&lt;br /&gt;Student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What was the most recent thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Sister's birthday present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ FOUR&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU WILL FIND IN YOUR ROOM:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bookshelf&lt;br /&gt;2. A TV that's never used&lt;br /&gt;3. An unused chess board&lt;br /&gt;4. Wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;5. Old computer games and movies&lt;br /&gt;6. Cleaniness&lt;br /&gt;7. Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RELATIONSHIP QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Do You Like Anyone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Someone Like You? No&lt;br /&gt;3. Last Kiss? Never&lt;br /&gt;4. Been Led On? What?&lt;br /&gt;5. Been Cheated On? No&lt;br /&gt;6. Want A Relationship? Doubt it&lt;br /&gt;7. Wanna Get Married? Not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT:&lt;br /&gt;1. Books&lt;br /&gt;2. Computer&lt;br /&gt;3. Myself&lt;br /&gt;4. Oxygen&lt;br /&gt;5. Water&lt;br /&gt;6. Family&lt;br /&gt;7. Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS ON YOUR MIND:&lt;br /&gt;1. This&lt;br /&gt;2. Brain juice&lt;br /&gt;3. Humour (or lack of it at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lameness&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;6. Screwed bio SPA&lt;br /&gt;7. It's hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN OTHER THINGS - DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. Believe In God? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Had A Dream Come True? No&lt;br /&gt;3. Read The Newspaper? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Get Enough Sleep Everyday? Yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Take A Bath Daily? lol&lt;br /&gt;7. Wish On Stars? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;1. Fallen In Love? Not sure. :S&lt;br /&gt;2. Kissed Someone Of The Same Sex? No&lt;br /&gt;3. Hooked Up With Someone Who Had A BF/GF? No.&lt;br /&gt;4. Been To A Bonfire? No&lt;br /&gt;5. Ran Away From Home? Yes, to the lift lobby. Serious,&lt;br /&gt;6. Played Strip Poker? No&lt;br /&gt;7. Pulled An All Nighter? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;1. Cried? No&lt;br /&gt;2. Had Fun? Yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Been Kissed? No&lt;br /&gt;4. Felt Stupid? Yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Talked To An Ex? No ex.&lt;br /&gt;6. Missed Someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;7. Listened To Music? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED : ANGER&lt;br /&gt;1. Are You Currently Mad At Someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Which Of Your family Members Has The Worst temper? Mother&lt;br /&gt;3. Have You Ever Thrown Something At Anyone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Does Your Face Turn Red When You’re Angry? No&lt;br /&gt;5. When You’re Mad Do You Prefer To Stare angrily or yell? Stare and yell OR keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE : EXCITEMENT&lt;br /&gt;1. Has Anyone Ever Thrown A Surprise Party For You? No&lt;br /&gt;2. Are You Easily Excited? No&lt;br /&gt;3. What Event Is Coming Up That You Are Looking Forward To? Retirement&lt;br /&gt;4. If You Won A Million Dollars, What Will Be Your First Thought? Invest!&lt;br /&gt;5. What Would Make You The Happiest Right Now? Retiring rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW : SELF DISCOVER&lt;br /&gt;1. Full Name: Joshua Chan&lt;br /&gt;2. Birthday: The Third of February, 1993 AD&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s Your Main Goal In Life? To retire rich&lt;br /&gt;4. Do You Want To Have Children? If they help me retire rich&lt;br /&gt;5. How Do You Want To Die? With a funny quote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE : SADNESS&lt;br /&gt;1. When Is The Last Time You Cried? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;2. What Is The Saddest Thing That Is Happening Right Now? North Korea.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do You Usually Cry/Get Depressed When Something Doesn’t Happen Your Way? Everything goes my way.&lt;br /&gt;4. Has Anyone Made You Cry In The Last 24 Hours? No&lt;br /&gt;5. When You Are Sad, What Do You Do? Daydream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK : LOVE&lt;br /&gt;1. Do You Have A Crush On One Of Your Friends? Not sure&lt;br /&gt;2. Do You Believe In Love At First Sight? No&lt;br /&gt;3. When You See Your Crush, Do You Act Differently Around Him/Her? No&lt;br /&gt;4. Do You Have A Girlfriend/Boyfriend? No&lt;br /&gt;5. Do You Believe Everyone Has A Soulmate? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ FIVE&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems pretty simple, copy and paste this and write down your answers.&lt;br /&gt;Tag your friends too... including me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;- Available: wtf&lt;br /&gt;- Age: Under 9000 (16)&lt;br /&gt;- Annoyance: Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;- Animal: Humans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;- Beer: When there's no water&lt;br /&gt;- Birthday: 3rd February 1993&lt;br /&gt;- Blind or Deaf: Colour blind, selective hearing&lt;br /&gt;- Best weather: I'm always indoors&lt;br /&gt;- Been on stage: Getting an award for class monitor.&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Magic: No.&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Santa: wtf no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;- Candy: Mountain (Charlie the Unicorn, check him out on youtube)&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate/Vanilla: Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese/Mexican Food: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;- Cake or pie: Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;- Dancing in the rain: I can't dance.&lt;br /&gt;- Day or Night: Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;- Eyes: Not like Jeremy's&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone's got: Eyes (ok maybe not)&lt;br /&gt;- Ever failed a class?: Chinese, Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;- First thoughts waking up: What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;- Food: Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;- Greatest Fear: Mrs Carol Chan&lt;br /&gt;- Goals: Own goal.&lt;br /&gt;- Gum: Very weak gums.&lt;br /&gt;- Get along with your parents?: It depends, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;- Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;- Height: 164 cm. Jing Jie, Tuck Weng, Shalihin, Joshua Chee and Yew Chen are all taller now. I bet Moses Oh is too.&lt;br /&gt;- Happy: Too happy.&lt;br /&gt;- Holiday: Home. London.&lt;br /&gt;- How do you want to die: With a funny quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;- Ice Cream: McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;- Instrument: Recorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;- Jewellery: None&lt;br /&gt;- Job: Student, wannabe class joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;- Kids: They love me.&lt;br /&gt;- Kickboxing or karate: Fleeing&lt;br /&gt;- Keep a journal: I wonder where my English class journal is. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;- Love: Is the world's biggest lie.&lt;br /&gt;- Laughed so hard you cried: Too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;- Milk flavour: Plain.&lt;br /&gt;- Movies: Slumdog Millionaire. Spirited Away. Lord of the Rings. And many more.&lt;br /&gt;- Motion sickness?: No&lt;br /&gt;- MK or DC?: Mario Kart. Ok fine I play neither Mortal Kombat or DC Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;- Number: 9000! 7 or 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;- One wish: Retire rich and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;- Perfect Dark or Perfect Dark Zero?: Never played either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q&lt;br /&gt;- Quail: Haven't eaten in an age.&lt;br /&gt;- Quest: Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;- Reason to cry: Yawning, laughing, for the sake of it, sadness (very rare).&lt;br /&gt;- Reality TV: Sucks&lt;br /&gt;- Radio Station: Sucks&lt;br /&gt;- Roll your tongue in a circle: lol what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;- Song: Blue by Eiffel 65&lt;br /&gt;- Shoe size: 8? 9? Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;- Salad Dressing: Mayonnaise (esp tartar sauce), caesar dressing, thousand island&lt;br /&gt;- Sushi: Ikura&lt;br /&gt;- Skinny dipped: I'm not American&lt;br /&gt;- In the shower?: Laptop's drenched&lt;br /&gt;- Strawberries/Blueberries: Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;- Tattoos?: Lol I remember those temporary ones for kids&lt;br /&gt;- Thunderstorms: Can make people scream. It's nice to hear them screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;- Unpredictable: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;- Vital: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;- Weakness: Anime girls ARE NO LONGER MY WEAKNESS! Currently, it's slacking.&lt;br /&gt;- Which one of your friends acts the most like you: NOT JEREMY&lt;br /&gt;- Who makes you laugh the most: Myself&lt;br /&gt;- Worst feeling: Sadness&lt;br /&gt;- Wanted to be a model: Never&lt;br /&gt;- Worst Weather?: Hot and humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;- X-Rays: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;- Year it is now: 2009&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow: is a greeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;- Zoo animal: Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-527755075504508616?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/527755075504508616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=527755075504508616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/527755075504508616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/527755075504508616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-quizzes.html' title='A few quizzes'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-7408127606705440929</id><published>2009-06-16T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:42:39.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Quiz</title><content type='html'>Alright another quiz. Taken from Huiying's Facebook. I did it seriously this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. First off, what is your name?&lt;br /&gt;Chetan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;4/1 BBQ. Sat in a Diamond Car. Wheeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you have a best friend that you can talk to 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;A sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. How many years apart is your mom and dad?&lt;br /&gt;5 years, 0 light years. Together forever. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;Duh. Moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What does the 7th message in your text inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;"Your curfew is now 1pm. Yes son, you have to leave school early." ~Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Who sits beside you in maths?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lim bending over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Where is your dad right now?&lt;br /&gt;Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Do you burn incense?&lt;br /&gt;No I smell it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Do you have a problem?&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Who is the 5th person you got a missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;Smoking hotline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Closest purple object?&lt;br /&gt;I'm colour blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Closest silver object?&lt;br /&gt;A picture of a silver metal. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Closest yellow object?&lt;br /&gt;A stain on my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Not sing, but make weird noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What is bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. How does your hair look right now?&lt;br /&gt;Like Jeremy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Do you know all the words to the Star Spangled Banner?&lt;br /&gt;America sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. When is the last time you said the pledge of allegiance?&lt;br /&gt;America sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. If you could kill someone, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Do you have any fears?&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies. Fat caterpillars with wings are terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. What do you hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;The computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Do you like kangaroos?&lt;br /&gt;I have a mainstream sexual orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;No idea why it's called rolling, should be called u-shaping -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who was the last person to message you?&lt;br /&gt;Simin. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you like emo kids?&lt;br /&gt;No. Sorry Simin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Screamo or Country?&lt;br /&gt;Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Rock or Rap?&lt;br /&gt;Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Polka or Disco?&lt;br /&gt;1970s Disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Flying or Driving?&lt;br /&gt;Walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Who last called you?&lt;br /&gt;Woodbridge reception. Making an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Was your Valentine's day nice?&lt;br /&gt;Totally forgot that it existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who was the last person you said I love you to?&lt;br /&gt;Woah, too long ago to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Would you die for someone?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Would you date anyone from your work?&lt;br /&gt;My work is schoolwork. The people who come out with this work are teachers. I would not date a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do long distance relationships work?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you have any pet peeves?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you have to pee now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but I'm doing this quiz, so my pants are wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. When did you last talk to one of your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;One hour ago. "Stop saying boys wear panties!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Attending sister's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you worry about getting older?&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever had an ingrown toenail?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you pick your scabs?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Ever drink your blood?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Bit my lip. Woohoo self-vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do your band aids have cartoons on them?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you wax your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;I pluck them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you check CelebPox.com for celebrity gossip?&lt;br /&gt;lolwtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a jar where you keep your loose change?&lt;br /&gt;No. All goes into the gay coin pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you own a pogo stick?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't own one, but I OWNED one. (owned it = screwed it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Ever gone a whole day without eating?&lt;br /&gt;More than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you own ripped jeans?&lt;br /&gt;My jeans has four holes. Two for the legs, one for the waist and one for the zip, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What makes you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What would you do if you found out that you were adopted?&lt;br /&gt;Get really hurt, because I asked that question many times and I got the "no"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you jealous a lot of the time?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you use a calendar or day planner to schedule everything on?&lt;br /&gt;I tried to, but I kept changing my schedule that I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you have ADD?&lt;br /&gt;YOU WOULD NEVER KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you have low self esteem?&lt;br /&gt;No. Yes. Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who can make you laugh during the hardest time?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When was the last time you had professional pictures taken?&lt;br /&gt;Graduation photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you done a whitening treatment on your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;Pay it forward. Excellent drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What's playing on your MP3 player now?&lt;br /&gt;Don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What holiday is your birthday closest to?&lt;br /&gt;CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water, which makes you pee, Soya Bean Milk, which gives you oestrogen and Ice Green Tea, which kills sperms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you own any big sunglasses?&lt;br /&gt;Hell no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Bed sheet color?&lt;br /&gt;Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever encountered a shark?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. A toy shark. So scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah mum asked me to check on my sister's piano practice. She played for me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever bungee jumped?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where was the last place you went besides your house?&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's the first thing you notice about the same sex?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is it hard to express your feelings to someone?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have much feelings anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Why are people such self-centered beings?&lt;br /&gt;Because Jeremy exists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you sad?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite day of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever licked someone's cheek?&lt;br /&gt;My own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched all Spiderman movies?&lt;br /&gt;I think so. I can't be bothered to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Retirement, last day of O Level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite Lucky Charms Marshmallow?&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever ridden in a limo?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-7408127606705440929?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/7408127606705440929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=7408127606705440929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/7408127606705440929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/7408127606705440929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/06/serious-quiz.html' title='Serious Quiz'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-9174456479499783860</id><published>2009-04-10T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:06:49.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Pictures</title><content type='html'>As usual, people are forcing me to update this stupid blog. This time it's Jing Jie. He's bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also that seems to be everyone's reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: I got these pictures from countless sources. I can't give any credit, because I've been collecting them over a long period of several years. Some may seem offensive to certain groups of people, so I'll just link them. Please remember that all these are just jokes that weren't created by me. I'm just sharing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/SpartanMillionaire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic 300 joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/nx7yf9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this just a few days after I learnt about UN's involvement in the Rwandan Genocide. I have never had a better laugh in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/remiq_net_1706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely a China thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/moment_pictures_04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a funny picture, but perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/MTG_Phage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second best laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/AWildBushAppears.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image isn't funny unless you know about the reporter throwing his shoe at Bush. It was edited from a shoe to many different things such as watermelons, but this is the best edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/545CF68F-E22B-479E-B74F-FF95DF2A1BF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really fake, but it gave me a chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/2279679388_8886df374d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how photographers think of these angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/34oob3mms5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture may be offensives to Muslims. Click at your own risk. God bless you all. http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/1224867123022rg5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/1224004677789fo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/232558590_e884cba3f7_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/Crazy_vista.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got shit of a similar kind with Vista before. One of them was where I was asked to go to some website to search for solutions on how to solve a dead connection. When my connection was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for welfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/194119e7228748666b2846c5c138bb65fun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/traffic.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/findX.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/Funny_Student_Desperate_ExamTime_25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More math jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/2dm85ep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my last picture for today. I'm sure I've got more in my computer. If you're searching for more, take a look at sites such as Failblog. It's good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-9174456479499783860?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/9174456479499783860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=9174456479499783860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9174456479499783860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9174456479499783860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-pictures.html' title='Funny Pictures'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-8929240903637036309</id><published>2009-03-05T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:30:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Quizzes</title><content type='html'>I was bored. So I basically went to everyone's blog and opened all the links in the tabs. This were the first two quizzes I got, and so I did them. They aren't as witty as the previous ones; I answered them more truthfully. But wherever I found a potential joke, I made one. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ' Are you's .&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single : No. Currently going out with Perlicia.&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy : Stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored : Absolutely not. I love doing this.&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you fair : I'm fair and tan at the same time. I'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you italian : No but anyway: *NEWSFLASH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once heard this joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Englishmen and a lady on an island. The Englishmen took gentlemanly turns with her.&lt;br /&gt;Two Italianmen and a lady on an island. They fought and one killed the other for the lady.&lt;br /&gt;Two Americanmen and a lady on an island. They both took the lady at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Two Frenchmen and a lady on an island. They killed the lady to have each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you intelligent : lol&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you honest : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you nice : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you irish : Ye- no.&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you asian : See my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Facts .&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name : Joshua Chan&lt;br /&gt;2. Nick : Chan; Noobnerd.&lt;br /&gt;3. Birthplace : Jeremy's favourite place&lt;br /&gt;4. Hair colour : Chetan&lt;br /&gt;5. Natural hairstyle : Bowl&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye colour : Chetan Maxima&lt;br /&gt;7. Birthday : 3 February&lt;br /&gt;8. Mood : Very good.&lt;br /&gt;9. Favourite colour : Chetan Ultima.&lt;br /&gt;10. One place you'd like to visit : Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;10 Things about my love life .&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been in love : I'm dating right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight : This is total rubbish. I can write an essay on this.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you currently have a crush : Several.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally : Who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone's heart : I tried. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had your heart broken : I tried too. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them : Heh. Stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment : Depends on who's committed to what. If it's Jeremy's committment to Singapore, run for your life.&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person you hugged : Pillow.&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person you said i love you to : Never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 This or that .&lt;br /&gt;1. Love or lust : Lust.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer : Hard liquor.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cat or dogs : Catdog.&lt;br /&gt;4. A few best friends or any friends : Fiends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Creamy or crunchy : Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;6. Pencil or pen : Pen.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in : Wild night in. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;8. Money or happiness : Both.&lt;br /&gt;9. Night or day : Day.&lt;br /&gt;10. IM or phone : IM hands down. I send on an average 40 SMS per month.&lt;br /&gt;10 'Have You Ever's&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out : Caught sneaking in, rather. :/&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen a polar bear : Zoo&lt;br /&gt;3. Done something you regret : Yes e.g. doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped : lol no&lt;br /&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor : On a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;6. Finished entire jaw breaker : I'm not a damned American.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been caught naked : Not really. But in sec 2 I was filmed during Infocomm, and they could see my underwear.&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex gf/bf back : Never even had a gf. Or a bf.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet : You can't cry if you ate it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For those of you who didn't get the joke, the answer to the last question disappeared)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Preferences in a partner.&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile or eyes : Eyes. I really love cute eyes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Light or dark hair : Asian.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugs or Kisses : *censored*&lt;br /&gt;4. Shorter or taller : Shorter.&lt;br /&gt;5. Intelligent or attraction : Damned bimbos who do these stupid quizzes are so not on my list.&lt;br /&gt;6. Topman or Zara : Topman. No idea what this is, but he sounds cool. Topman.&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny or serious : Seriously funny.&lt;br /&gt;8. Older or Younger : Younger.&lt;br /&gt;9. Outgoing or Quiet : Mixture.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sweet or Bad : Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 'Have you's&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd : I think so.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for longer than 1 hour : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever walked on hands : All kids walk on hands AND legs. Even better!&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert : Rock sucks.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been in a cheerleading team : Yes. I wore skimpy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been in a dance team : Isn't cheerleading a dance?&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been in a sports team : No way.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production : School lit stuff lol&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW/Mercedes Benz/Escalade/Hummer/Bentley? : A few. Toy cars.&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video : Stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 'Last's&lt;br /&gt;1. Last phone call you made : Police.&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person you hugged : Pillow.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you hung out with : i forqot .&lt;br /&gt;4. Last time you worked : School.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you talked to : Mother.&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you IM'd : Alien.&lt;br /&gt;7. Last person you texted : Mum.&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person you went movie with : I honestly can't remember the last time I went to a movie anyway.&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person / thing you missed : Money.&lt;br /&gt;10. Last websited visited : Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people to do this .&lt;br /&gt;1. Tag yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 layers of me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 1 ; On the outside .&lt;br /&gt;Name : Joshua Chan.&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate : 3rd February 1993.&lt;br /&gt;Current location : Earth&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour : Chetan.&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour : Chetan&lt;br /&gt;Riqht or left : Right .&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac siqn : Cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 2 ; On the inside .&lt;br /&gt;Your heritaqe : Sinqaporean . Overseas Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Your fears : Dickroaches.&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness : Cute virtual people.&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza : What is this?&lt;br /&gt;Your ambitions : None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 3 ; Yesterday , today and tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;Your first thoughts when you wake up : What's the time?&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical feature : *censored*&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime : 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memories : Times of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 4 ; Your pick .&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or coke : Carbon.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King : Apple's OS&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates : No dates.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Osh Kosh&lt;br /&gt;Lipton tea or Nestea : Lipton.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Both.&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee : Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 5 ; Do you .&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : I'm a good boy.&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : lolwtf&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : Stupid question. No.&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love : No.&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : No.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health-freak : Relatives are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 6 ; In the past month .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note that only 4 days of the month have passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alchohol : No.&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : No.&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : No.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : No.&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped : Didn't even fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating : lol no&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 7 ; Have you ever .&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : Forget about the game. I stripped in real life.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten beaten up : No.&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you are to fit in : No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 8 ; Getting old .&lt;br /&gt;Age you're hoping to get married : 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 9 ; In a girl / In a guy .&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour : Black&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour : Black.&lt;br /&gt;Short or lonq hair : Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 10 ; What were you doing .&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago : Typing this shit&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago : Typing this shit too.&lt;br /&gt;1 day ago : Typing other shit.&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago : Typing even more shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 11 ; Finish the sentences .&lt;br /&gt;I love : you. You love me. Let's team up and rape Barney.&lt;br /&gt;I feel : with my hands.&lt;br /&gt;I hate : you. You hate me. Let's team up and rape Barney.&lt;br /&gt;i hide : in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;I miss : when I throw things at Miss Morni. The target's so small.&lt;br /&gt;I need : you. You need me. Let's...&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of : you. You're afraid of me. Let's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-8929240903637036309?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/8929240903637036309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=8929240903637036309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8929240903637036309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8929240903637036309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-quizzes.html' title='Two Quizzes'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-5932600276312346821</id><published>2009-02-12T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:43:20.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin</title><content type='html'>It's been three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheep have finally withdrawn from Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         .:JEREMY:. says (9:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*i mean new pic very ugly&lt;br /&gt;         .:JEREMY:. says (9:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*change it&lt;br /&gt;         .:JEREMY:. says (9:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*:( But its just so ewww&lt;br /&gt;         .:JEREMY:. says (9:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*dunno maybe its just so black-and -white-ish&lt;br /&gt;         .:JEREMY:. says (9:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*I'm not color blind ya now it feels very emo&lt;br /&gt;         .:JEREMY:. says (9:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Emo always balck and white one OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever agrees ought to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-5932600276312346821?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/5932600276312346821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=5932600276312346821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5932600276312346821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5932600276312346821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-6656763659566750848</id><published>2009-02-06T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:10:34.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xbox 360</title><content type='html'>I bought an Xbox 360 on the 31st of January, after bio remedial! And then I went shopping for more games with Jeremy Jee today. 6 days after I bought it. So this is what I have now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/9D4AEDE6-E1F7-4D49-BD56-B65109127CB2/0/boxassassinsCreed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin's Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/AF23D6A3-D144-439F-BAC1-549B9FA9871D/0/boxhalo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/475063DF-0ADF-4F28-A7DD-0192FFA8E998/0/boxinfiniteundiscovery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/843B3ED7-8904-4DE9-8C85-53DCABDC8115/0/boxlostPlanet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost Planet. Wrong box, should be the platinum hits colonies edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/0D1E9C9E-6841-4AD2-A1CD-1ECA7FF62660/0/boxsoulcalibur4_test.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/905B510A-C941-4BC0-B70D-145564768D2B/0/boxjptalesofvesperia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vesperia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/93AECB2C-7A2E-429F-ADD9-CFFAFAB4A66E/0/boxoblivion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at several other games, especially the top stuff such as Gears, Fallout, GTA, etc. However, Fallout and GTA are M18 :/ I've also pre-ordered Star Ocean. I still want to buy a PS3 though. MGS, FF and Little Big Planet look awesome. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I bought Red Alert 3 and Sins of a Solar Empire for the PC. So much money gone. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xbox.com/NR/rdonlyres/A4267FCC-5110-4814-B2FF-EBE1F7E30693/0/boxstarOceanasia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-6656763659566750848?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/6656763659566750848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=6656763659566750848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6656763659566750848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6656763659566750848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/02/xbox-360.html' title='Xbox 360'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-1913823327032456146</id><published>2009-01-16T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:05:33.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiz AGAIN</title><content type='html'>So Jeremy dragged me along to Infocomm to procreate. Create model animals, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a piggy, a rabbity, an oxie, a roosty and yeah, I've got nothing to do. So Shahirah the Short told me about some quiz on her friend's friend's friend's blog. So I do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name → Chetanjit Singh Sandhu&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s)→ Noobnerd&lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign → Five star jump&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female → Female&lt;br /&gt;005. Elementary → Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;006. Middle School → You don't know the name of your own school?&lt;br /&gt;007. High School → WILDCATS&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color → Dyed silver&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short → Long by Sara's standards. Short by Sarah's standards.&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet → You can hear what I'm typing?&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweats or Jeans → Perspiration.&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera → Camera phone. (thx to Shahirah)&lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak → Mum is. Aunt is. Whole family is.&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? → Drink water, smoked salmon&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? → Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink → You do only one?&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings → From mum&lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos → No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane→ Been on top of one&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship → A few.&lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident → Made a few.&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight → No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing → 3 years old. Old enough to be caned.&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend → Shun Toll. BFF&lt;br /&gt;025. First award → Primary One, art competition. Mum drew it.&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush → Sec 1, Chetan.&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation → Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to → Me.&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted → Your english sucks&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with → Aunty&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate → Some chips I stole from Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched → Wall-E.&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to → Sound Clip 17 (Self-record of me mocking Shun Toll's voice)&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought → PSP repair&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged → JESUS... I don't mean Jesus as in Jesus the God, I mean Jesus as in exclaiming "JESUS". Who remembers who they huggedddddd? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVES:&lt;br /&gt;037. Food → You&lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks → &lt;censored&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing → Temasek&lt;br /&gt;040. Books → School Handbook&lt;br /&gt;041. Musics → Sound Clip 17&lt;br /&gt;042. Flower → Rafflesia&lt;br /&gt;043. Colors → Chetan&lt;br /&gt;044. Movies → None.&lt;br /&gt;045. Positions → 1st for studies, last for death&lt;br /&gt;046. Subjects → All of them. (I am the King)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2008..... I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff with a - in the brackets means I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;048. [ ] celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;049. [ ] had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;050. [-] went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;051. [ ] someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;052. [-] came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;053. [-] gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;054. [-] had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;055. [-] done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;056. [-] broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;057. [-] hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;058. [-] pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;059. [ ] met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;060. [ ] pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;061. [-] left the country&lt;br /&gt;062. [-] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;063. [ ] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;064. [ ] ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;065. [ ] went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;066. [-] stay single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;067. Eating → Air&lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking → Liquid Air&lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to → Type this&lt;br /&gt;070. Listening to → Shahirah saying "click click hahaha retarded"&lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today → Go home. Download more animes then watch some weird Hong Kong romance drama with mum.&lt;br /&gt;072. Waiting for → CCA to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids? → To do it with. Imma paedophile.&lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married? → No. Girls suck. And so do boys. I'm special.&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind → The Cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH GIRL/BOY?&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes → Eyes&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller? → Shorter&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous → Neither&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms → How unbalanced if I choose one&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud → Sensitively loud.&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship → Both!&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant → Hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts → No&lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home → Yeah. I was 8. I ran to the back of the house.&lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense → Held a fork.&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody → Too many. Insects. Online monsters.&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart → I'm sure I did&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested → No&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died → And cut myself too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself → Yes&lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles → No&lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight → No seriously, who falls in love with everyone once he sees them? I mean, if I see Chetan, does that mean I have to fall in love with him?&lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven → Doubting.&lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus → The clone army in disguise, sure.&lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date → Sex before first date. Which person doesn't know your sex before anything anyway?&lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date → Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → Yeah&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? → Too much&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God → Doubting but still holy.&lt;br /&gt;100. This is the 100th and last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. We've got the damned tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Khoon Hwa&lt;br /&gt;2. Chetan&lt;br /&gt;3. Zainal&lt;br /&gt;4. Khoon Hwa&lt;br /&gt;5. Chetan&lt;br /&gt;6. Zainal&lt;br /&gt;7. Khoon Hwa&lt;br /&gt;8. Chetan&lt;br /&gt;9. Zainal&lt;br /&gt;10. Sarkunan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-1913823327032456146?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/1913823327032456146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=1913823327032456146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1913823327032456146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1913823327032456146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-quiz-again.html' title='Another Quiz AGAIN'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-242620262068846900</id><published>2008-12-08T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:19.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiz from Zainal</title><content type='html'>1. The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Zainal. Not really, he didn't tag, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your relationship with her?&lt;br /&gt;Zainal is a girl? Shit! For the benefit of the readers, all "her" and "she" should be changed to "his" and "him" respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her?&lt;br /&gt;Steaming hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The most memorable thing she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;He laughs withut making any sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing she said to you?&lt;br /&gt;"Eng told Shun Toll to be class manager!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Pray. Pray hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Heck care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 &amp; 9 are missing?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a question? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is it that you want to tell her now?&lt;br /&gt;You have small balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her?&lt;br /&gt;Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm the best person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I'm loveable. I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The characters you love in yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hateable. I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;Not Zainal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz on to 10 people whom you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zainal&lt;br /&gt;2. Jing Jie&lt;br /&gt;3. Bryan&lt;br /&gt;4. Zaman&lt;br /&gt;5. Shameer&lt;br /&gt;6. Khoon Hwa&lt;br /&gt;7. Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;8. Wei Jie&lt;br /&gt;9. Tuck Weng&lt;br /&gt;10. Shun Toll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I'm not gonna pass this on to anyone, just for the benefit of the following questions, their names are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Who is no.6 having a relationship with?(Khoon Hwa)&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the name. I don't even know who she is, really. I think it's Pincheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 male or female?(Zaki)&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. if no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?(Jeremy &amp; Shun Toll)&lt;br /&gt;They already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about?(Jing Jie)&lt;br /&gt;Dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What kind of music does no.8 like?(Wei Jie)&lt;br /&gt;Heavy metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?(Bryan)&lt;br /&gt;Last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Does 1 have any siblings?(Zainal)&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?(Bryan)&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.How bout no.7?(Jeremy)&lt;br /&gt;Nah he's around got Shun Toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Is no.4 single?(Zaman)&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.What is the surname of no.5?(Shameer)&lt;br /&gt;Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What's the hobby of no.10?(Shun Toll)&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no.5 and no.9 get along well? (Shameer &amp; Tuck Weng)&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, but Tuck Weng's pale as a sheet and Shameer's quite dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Where is no.2 studying at? (Jing Jie)&lt;br /&gt;Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Talk bout no.1. (Zainal)&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't even deserve to be talked about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8? (Wei Jie)&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I tried, so he cut his ankle. Yeah, he's weird, he doesn't cut his wrists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no.9 live? (Tuck Weng)&lt;br /&gt;Duck farm. That's why he's duck wing (tuck weng).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.What colour does no.4 like? (Zaman)&lt;br /&gt;Colourless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Are no. 1 and 5 best friends? (Zainal &amp; Shameer)&lt;br /&gt;They appear to be, but Shameer secretly thinks Zainal is a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Does no.1 have any pets? (Zainal)&lt;br /&gt;His PSP. And his Botak Intan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? (Jeremy)&lt;br /&gt;Shit yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.What is no. 10 doing now? (Shun Toll)&lt;br /&gt;Sick stuff. He got excited when he asked what petting meant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-242620262068846900?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/242620262068846900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=242620262068846900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/242620262068846900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/242620262068846900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-quiz-from-zainal.html' title='Another Quiz from Zainal'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-5177620176985233472</id><published>2008-11-28T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:03:36.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz from Zainal's Blog</title><content type='html'>1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;Omg yes *Blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with someone younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;Paedophilia... I only &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to sch?&lt;br /&gt;*Tries to pronounce "sch"* Singapore Conference Hall? I can't say, I haven't been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wat would u do with a million dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Spend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Forget about love first, I don't have a best friend you nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Who the f- The latter has more benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who do you idolise?&lt;br /&gt;NOT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;If I were the person that was secretly liked, I'd run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. (This question didn't ask for what made me extremely happy. But yeah, it's myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;I do. E.g. Doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a camwhore, so I'd look in the mirror. That's how I'd see myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;The answer has two letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of the person do you think the person tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Zainal. He sucks ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;The former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Chetan at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Which idiot would do that? I'm not giving up every single cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What would you do if someone whom you hate ask for your forgiveness?&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness for what? Being hated? Holy cow that's a crime now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;The bimbo population is very high now. It's best the avoid them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 6 people I have tagged: Zainal, Zainal, Zainal, Zainal, Zainal, Khoon Hwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they've already been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good brain exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-5177620176985233472?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/5177620176985233472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=5177620176985233472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5177620176985233472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5177620176985233472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/11/quiz-from-zainals-blog.html' title='Quiz from Zainal&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-8603067423510961946</id><published>2008-10-28T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:53:38.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back again!</title><content type='html'>ZaiNaL says (6:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;and UPDATE ur blog dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uses grey magic to revive blog*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would like to reinforce the point that I still think that blogging is generally useless and I still don't love it. I just post here to... Well, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Five months since I posted here. Five months of death isn't really that much. So what has happened in those five months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;Bought a R4. Started playing DS games like a madman, such as Final Fantasy Tactics A2 and Mario Kart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;Bought a PSP. Tried to get myself started on three games at one go, namely Crisis Core, Final Fantasy Tactics and Jeanne D'Arc. Was hooked on Luminous Arc and Kirby Squeak Squad on the DS instead. Uncle suffered a heart attack. D: Went to LAN for the first time in my life with classmates. Played CS. It was fun. But I got owned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September:&lt;br /&gt;Got owned for Term 3 results. Position dropped by 20, no As at all. My micro SD card got corrupted, so all my save files in my DS disappeared. Downloaded DJMAX Portable and could only play level one songs. Got hooked on DJMAX Portable 2. Also began playing Final Fantasy IV, after I got the game for a few months already ._. Bought a PS2 for $200 and began playing Final Fantasy XII. Bought Assassin's Creed, Devil May Cry 4 and Halo 2 for PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October:&lt;br /&gt;PSP spoiled. :/ Got owned for exams with all three sciences below 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's basically what has happened. Nothing much but gaming. Over the course of this five months, I've come to realise that the Xbox 360 &gt; PS3 and I so wanna save up for one. But Metal Gear Solid 4 and Final Fantasy XIII aren't being released for the Xbox 360 (in Asia at least), so I'm sad. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have a very busy leisure agenda. I need to read these books, play these games, and start watching some anime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOKS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wheel of Time Series:&lt;br /&gt;-The Shadow Rising&lt;br /&gt;-The Fires of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;-Lord of Chaos&lt;br /&gt;-A Crown of Swords&lt;br /&gt;-The Path of Daggers&lt;br /&gt;-Winter's Heart&lt;br /&gt;-Crossroads of Twilight&lt;br /&gt;-Knife of Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inheritance Cycle:&lt;br /&gt;-Brisingr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of the Rings:&lt;br /&gt;-The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;-The Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artemis Fowl series:&lt;br /&gt;-The Time Paradox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alex Rider series:&lt;br /&gt;-Snakehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shannara Trilogy:&lt;br /&gt;-The Sword of Shannara&lt;br /&gt;-The Elfstones of Shannara&lt;br /&gt;-The Wishsong of Shannara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm trying to get myself started on the following series/books:&lt;br /&gt;-The Three Worlds Cycle (The View from the Mirror Quartet, the Well of Echoes Quartet and the Song of the Tears Trilogy)&lt;br /&gt;-The Power of Five series&lt;br /&gt;-The Sword of Truth series&lt;br /&gt;-The Twilight series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should keep me occupied for a very long time. I think I'll have trouble starting on the Twilight series though; I don't like books written from first person. I prefer the third person perspective much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the subject of good books, I've read Harry Potter, the Chronicles of Narnia, and a couple of other bestsellers. But this is still the best series that I've read: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_song_of_ice_and_fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most complicated plot that you'll ever see. The author is wonderful; despite using a fantasy world, he makes the fantastical elements seem so unimportant and the plot seem so realistic, not something unrealistic such as "orphaned hero from village goes out with cool sword, fights evil dark lord, saves the world".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the list of games I need to play, this only includes story games, so you won't see stuff like DJMAX Portable 2, Mario Kart DS and Counter Strike inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playstation Portable:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy IX (PSX)&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Tactics: The War of the Lions&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Tactics Advance (GBA)&lt;br /&gt;Jeanne D'Arc&lt;br /&gt;Kirby Nightmare in Dreamland (GBA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my PSP is spoiled right now. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nintendo DS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assassin's Creed: Altair's Chronicles&lt;br /&gt;Disgaea DS&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles: Ring of Fates&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy IV&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy XII: Revenant Wings&lt;br /&gt;Luminous Arc&lt;br /&gt;Kirby Squeak Squad&lt;br /&gt;Kirby Super Star Ultra&lt;br /&gt;New Super Mario Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Super Mario 64 DS&lt;br /&gt;The World Ends With You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention that Luminous Arc 2 is coming out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playstation 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandia III&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts 2&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy X&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy X-2&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy XII&lt;br /&gt;Need for Speed: Most Wanted&lt;br /&gt;Soulcalibur III&lt;br /&gt;Star Ocean 3: Till the End of Time&lt;br /&gt;Tekken 5&lt;br /&gt;Valkyrie Profile 2: Silmeria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got the Suikoden series and a few other RPGs to keep me entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PC:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age of Empires III&lt;br /&gt;Age of Empires III: The War Chiefs&lt;br /&gt;Age of Empires III: The Asian Dynasties&lt;br /&gt;Assassin's Creed&lt;br /&gt;Civilization IV&lt;br /&gt;Command and Conquer 3&lt;br /&gt;Command and Conquer 3: Kane's Wrath&lt;br /&gt;Devil May Cry 4&lt;br /&gt;Halo 2&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars Battlefront 2&lt;br /&gt;Warcraft III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still considering taking up DOTA lessons. I doubt I'll be able to play one-eighth of all the games I listed, and I'm still considering buying more consoles lolwut. I can't help it, there are more games that I want to play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avalon Code (DS)&lt;br /&gt;Civilization IV: Warlords (PC)&lt;br /&gt;Civilization IV: Beyond the Sword (PC)&lt;br /&gt;Command and Conquer: Red Alert 3 (PC)&lt;br /&gt;Dissidia: Final Fantasy (PSP)&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Agito XIII (PSP)&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy Versus XIII (PS3)&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy XIII (PS3)&lt;br /&gt;Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon (DS)&lt;br /&gt;Grand Theft Auto IV (PS3/Xbox 360/PC)&lt;br /&gt;Halo 3 (Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;Infinite Undiscovery (Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts: Birth By Sleep (PSP)&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts: 358/2 Days (DS)&lt;br /&gt;Luminous Arc 2: Will (DS)&lt;br /&gt;Mario Kart Wii (Wii)&lt;br /&gt;Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots (PS3)&lt;br /&gt;Soulcalibur IV (PS3/Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;Star Ocean 4: Till the End of Time (Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;Super Mario Galaxy (Wii)&lt;br /&gt;Super Smash Bros. Brawl (Wii)&lt;br /&gt;Tales of Vesperia (Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;Tekken 6 (PS3/Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;The Last Remnant (PC/PS3/Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;White Knight Chronicles (PS3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. And I still want to watch some anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many games that I want, so many books that I want to buy. And I have to repair my PSP. I've never found myself short of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for some real life stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were hard. Yeah. I still can't believe half the level failed A Math. No wonder Mrs Ong didn't sound too disappointed when she was going through our results. It's a good thing that no one in our class was retained. I'm still puzzled over why Mr Eng wants to see each of our parents to collect our report books. Other classes got their report books straight from the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry and Physics SPA next week. Quite worried as I usually get inaccurate results and a horrible graph/calculations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. :S And I promise I'll talk less about games next time, and more on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Spelling corrections made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-8603067423510961946?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/8603067423510961946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=8603067423510961946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8603067423510961946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8603067423510961946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back again!'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-2522292374722532420</id><published>2008-06-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:46:44.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiz</title><content type='html'>Meh. This was on Jing Jie's and Michelle's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What is the question you haven't found a answer to yet ?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, what is your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you ever turn your cellphone off ?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that I had one until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What happen at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;Bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When did you last cry ?&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your favourite to eat with peanut butter ?&lt;br /&gt;A spoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Money and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;I go indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Whats your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;You suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do u intend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I intend not to have one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Are u wearing anything u borrowed from someone ?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What was the last movie you caught ?&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember. It was last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What are u proud of ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What does the oldest text in ur inbox says ?&lt;br /&gt;Your curfew is 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What does the last song u sang out loud ?&lt;br /&gt;Mary Had A Little Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do u have any nick name ?&lt;br /&gt;Nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What does ur last msg texted says ?&lt;br /&gt;Your curfew is now 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What time u go to bed last night ?&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed at 11. I slept at 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Are u currently happy ?&lt;br /&gt;I am always happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Who gives you best advice ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Do u eat whipped cream straight from the can ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't EAT whipped cream. I put whipped cream on cakes, noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Who did u talk on the phone last night ?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't use the phone last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Is anything bugging you now ?&lt;br /&gt;No. Patience is a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.What/who was the last thing/person to make u laugh ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Do u wear toe socks ?&lt;br /&gt;The person who made this question sucks bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Who was the last person u missed a call from ?&lt;br /&gt;Unknown number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Have u ever had ur heart broken ?&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What annoys u in a person ?&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Do u have a crush on someone ?&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.In full name , Name the Person you Love &amp; want to be Pampered By.&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What is the colour of ur room?&lt;br /&gt;White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Would u kill someone u hate for a billion dollars ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Do u believe in the saying "talk is cheap"?&lt;br /&gt;Since when could you buy talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Who was the last person who lied on ur bed ?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Eng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Did anyone see the last person u kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;Never kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Do u have a life ?&lt;br /&gt;I am not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Have you ever think someone died but they actually haven't?&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell would bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.What is the reason behind ur profile song ?&lt;br /&gt;To be hidden. Yes guys, it's a silent song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.Who was the last person u saw in ur dreams ?&lt;br /&gt;Pikachu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.The last time u smiled ?&lt;br /&gt;Right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you changed this yr ?&lt;br /&gt;No. As childish as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.What are u listening now ?&lt;br /&gt;The neighbours running away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.Are u talking to someone while doing this ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Do u walk with ur eyes open or close?&lt;br /&gt;Closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.Is there a quote u lived by ?&lt;br /&gt;I rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Do u wan someone u cant have ?&lt;br /&gt;I want money and happiness. I have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Have u ever played an instrument ?&lt;br /&gt;Recorder. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.What was the worst idea u had in weeks ?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What were u doing last night at 11pm ?&lt;br /&gt;Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.Are u happy with ur love life now ?&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.What song best described ur love life?&lt;br /&gt;Old Mother Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.Does the person noe u like him ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.Who Always Make You Laugh ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.Do u Speak Other Language other than English ?&lt;br /&gt;Gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.Favourite Website ?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dragonflycave.com/artthieves.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.What is Ur Middle Name ?&lt;br /&gt;Erasmusebenezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.What are u doing tomorrow ?&lt;br /&gt;Tuition. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.What do u think u're like ?&lt;br /&gt;Human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.Who will u choose to die with ?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody. APOCALYPSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.Where have u been today ?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.What games do u play often ?&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.Who are u missing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.If you have to choose between friend and love, who will u choose ?&lt;br /&gt;I'd choose money and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.What are u doing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;This question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.Which primary school are u from ?&lt;br /&gt;Read the bar on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.Name three Colour u Like ?&lt;br /&gt;Black white silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.What Emotion You Like To Show ?&lt;br /&gt;No emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.What is Ur Life To You ?&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.If You have Something troubling You, What Will You Do ?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing troubles me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.Who did u last chat in msn today ?&lt;br /&gt;No one. I'm a loner. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.Who do u admire most ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.Which month are u born in ?&lt;br /&gt;The second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.How are u feeling right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off with this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.What is the time now ?&lt;br /&gt;2.54 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76.Where are u now ?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.What colour did u use to dye ur hair ?&lt;br /&gt;Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.Why are u doing this test ?&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79.What do u do when u're moody ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80.At which age u wish to get married ?&lt;br /&gt;69.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.Who is more important to u ? girlfriends or friends ?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy said I'm not allowed to get a girlfriend until I'm 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.Do u think u have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not confident that I don't have enough confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83.Who is the person u trust most?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84.Do u believe in seeing after rain?&lt;br /&gt;I can see before the rain and during it too, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85.If u have a dream come true, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of money and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. What is ur goal for this yr?&lt;br /&gt;Top 20 in level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.Do u believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;I believe in eternal love. Brush up on your grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.What feeling do u love most ?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89.Do u think its global warming now ?&lt;br /&gt;Then what? Global cooling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.What feeling u hate the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, never experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91.Do u cherish every friendship of urs ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.Do You Believe In God ?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.Who Cares For You the Most ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.What do you think its the most important thing in ur life ?&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.What are the stuffs u cant let go now and forever ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself, my money and my happiness. Praise God. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.What have u done &amp; regreted doing in ur whole life?&lt;br /&gt;Pooing in my pants when I was 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.What would u feel when no one no longer cares for you ?&lt;br /&gt;Is that actually possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.What if ur stead two timed u?&lt;br /&gt;I'd call the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.What do u want now?&lt;br /&gt;A good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.Who was the last person to hug you ?&lt;br /&gt;Not within immediate memory. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2522292374722532420?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2522292374722532420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2522292374722532420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2522292374722532420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2522292374722532420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-quiz.html' title='Another Quiz'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-1614567920824114242</id><published>2008-06-15T04:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T04:17:42.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from England</title><content type='html'>England pawned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold. Seven nights in London yo. Free tickets. Cheap hotels. Can't sleep. Jet lag. Took this quiz from an old schoolmate's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 3.51 am&lt;br /&gt;Name: Joshua Chan&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: 1&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: 0&lt;br /&gt;Height: Short enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks?&lt;br /&gt;This list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;No breakfast at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?&lt;br /&gt;My father's a pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;Drowned in it. j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school?&lt;br /&gt;By accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair?&lt;br /&gt;On purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call?&lt;br /&gt;This question is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails?&lt;br /&gt;Don't even read them. Currently have 2324 unread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like?&lt;br /&gt;Clean. Simple. Nerdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s right beside you?&lt;br /&gt;Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had ...&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches?&lt;br /&gt;Never. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics?&lt;br /&gt;Don't even like going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with?&lt;br /&gt;Dancing is for... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;Patience is a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you did?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ...&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Dude. I'm a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Everyone misses Amt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat?&lt;br /&gt;These questions are getting stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate?&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now?&lt;br /&gt;3.56 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;A sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;Good lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;To myself, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing?&lt;br /&gt;I don't see why we even have to like/dislike our own handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in?&lt;br /&gt;Can't give a damn about beds. They are just for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Colour blind, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you cry last?&lt;br /&gt;MAN I LOVE THIS QUESTION. TWO YEARS AGO OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;Too friendly that it's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;A dog. Some guppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?&lt;br /&gt;Right on my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?&lt;br /&gt;I held hands with some little kids while bringing them across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;I have a TV in my room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Answering this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;br /&gt;I have never contemplated suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;This question insults me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who I am forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?&lt;br /&gt;Can't say. The distance is the same, they're sleeping in the same room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;The wall, if I remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you’ve really loved?&lt;br /&gt;Excluding my family, one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy?&lt;br /&gt;I just eat whatever is on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY MAN. WHAT IS THE BIG DEAL ABOUT CRYING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?&lt;br /&gt;My days are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;Not loud until I got into 3/1. It's a graveyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?&lt;br /&gt;Of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;1. Watching Barney.&lt;br /&gt;2. Watching Teletubbies.&lt;br /&gt;3. Playing Catching. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;4. Playing at the back of the kindergarten after school ended.&lt;br /&gt;5. Crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;1. Slack.&lt;br /&gt;2. Read my storybooks. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;3. Pretend to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;5. Other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. Whatever is in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;2. Potato chips. No sour cream and onion, no.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hichew!&lt;br /&gt;4. Random sweets.&lt;br /&gt;5. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. Invest in Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;2. Invest in the stock market.&lt;br /&gt;3. Save the rest of the money.&lt;br /&gt;4. Save a lot of the money.&lt;br /&gt;5. Prepare for retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. I have no bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lying.&lt;br /&gt;3. Lying.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lying.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;br /&gt;1. Singapore&lt;br /&gt;2. Australia&lt;br /&gt;3. Singapore&lt;br /&gt;4. Singapore&lt;br /&gt;5. Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I’ve had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Student.&lt;br /&gt;2. Student.&lt;br /&gt;3. Student.&lt;br /&gt;4. Student.&lt;br /&gt;5. 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The breeze blew through my hair, as I sped down the steep hill on my bicycle. How good it felt to feel the wind through my hair, relieving me of all the burdens that I had faced the previous week. Most of the results had been disappointing. I had just recovered from shock, and I planned to enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're on the wrong side of the road!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only then I took note of the cyclist's expression. Even though I only glanced at him for a second, I could see the anger flash across his face. His tone was commanding, a tone that allowed no retorts. Lost for words, I meekly moved to the other side of the road, feeling very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I have living a very redundant life. I get up in the morning, go on the computer, check out a Pokemon forum full of noobs, surf some classmate's blogs, get on the other computer to play Star Wars Battlefront 2 or Civilization 3. The latter seems to be more fun. In a special fan-made scenario I downloaded, I play as England. Right now, I've conquered Scotland, Ireland, France, half of Germany, and I'm setting my sights on what's left of Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read a lot these days. Last weekend, I spent $95 on books. Now I'm started on a total of 10 different series, and I'm reading them very slowly. The worse part is, some of these series have a lot of books, and I might spend up to a total of $500 buying everything. I'd rather do that than buy a PS3 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, and I'm also into this anime called Code Geass. When I first watched it, I thought that it was "another stupid Mecha", but actually, a story about how one guy leads a rebellion against a tyrannical government is quite good, considering it has more plot and character development than the sequel trilogy of Star Wars. Though I liked it, it was too predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I feel that I'm wasting too much time. I have no talents whatsoever. My marks are satisfactory, but not outstanding. This mid-year was a huge disappointment. All my marks simply dropped. Where I usually score 5 As, I get 3. Of course, I'm not getting none or 1, so I shouldn't complain, but the sudden drop was rather unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:33 AM) ☤ Señor Noobnerd: I forgot the change the settings, and I printed one slide per page &lt;br /&gt;(9:33 AM) ☤ Señor Noobnerd: I didn't realise and there were 40 slides &lt;br /&gt;(9:33 AM) ☤ Señor Noobnerd: -.- &lt;br /&gt;(9:34 AM) Same, but differ: LOL &lt;br /&gt;(9:34 AM) Same, but differ: HOW COULD YOU WASTE PAPERSSSSSSSSS ): &lt;br /&gt;(9:34 AM) ☤ Señor Noobnerd: As Mr Richard Teo said &lt;br /&gt;(9:34 AM) Same, but differ: YOU ARE TALKING T A PURE GEOG STUDENT YOU KNOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW &lt;br /&gt;(9:34 AM) ☤ Señor Noobnerd: the trees are already cut down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9:31 PM) Anura; Yea.: You wanna know &lt;br /&gt;(9:31 PM) Anura; Yea.: my class &lt;br /&gt;(9:31 PM) Anura; Yea.: ss results &lt;br /&gt;(9:31 PM) Anura; Yea.: 1 E8 &lt;br /&gt;(9:31 PM) Anura; Yea.: 2 D7 &lt;br /&gt;(9:31 PM) Anura; Yea.: 38 F9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10:04 PM) simin: huiying u noe wats cum? &lt;br /&gt;(10:05 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: ok &lt;br /&gt;(10:05 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: I explain &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: when I say banana &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: i am trying to imply... &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: that thing &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: correct? &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) huiying. say.YES: LOL -.- &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) simin: yaya &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: ok &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) simin: continue &lt;br /&gt;(10:06 PM) Señor Noobnerd t: banana juice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically that's my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2555822623100199479?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2555822623100199479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2555822623100199479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2555822623100199479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2555822623100199479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-mid-years.html' title='After Mid-Years'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-694237816883155103</id><published>2008-04-28T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T14:42:10.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube Down For Me</title><content type='html'>What the heck. I can't access a single video on Youtube. Yes, I can get to the bloody site, but the videos don't load at all. It says that I have a problem with Javascript and/or Flash Player, and I've reinstalled them numerous times, and they still don't work. Damn, now I have to listen to all my father's CDs. 1960s songs, god have mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday was Chinese Oral. I had a lot of problem at the conversation part, and even though I could read all the words easily, I kept stuttering out of fear at the reading passage. The conversation topic was stupid. Something to do with friends. What? I expected some more "serious" topic and they gave this. I had problem with paper one for both languages also. I forgot to write the date for situational writing. That, I must say, is really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a silly day. When I came to school, Jing Jie asked:&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, who you like?"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"Michelle told me you like someone."&lt;br /&gt;I just kept quiet and asked him back, "Do you think I have the time for this kind of nonsense?" For those of you who knew me since sec 1, you would know that I am a crazy nerd who can't give a damn for anything except being lame. I've been neglecting even my studies lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought I had resolved everything. But during Social Studies, I had no idea what made me go big mouth say Jing Jie and Michelle are a couple. So Michelle told the class who I liked. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, she told the class who she THINKS I like. Moreover, half of the class wasn't even paying attention to what she was saying, and for those who heard; they didn't even care. So I'm laughing my head off. But she's still going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick Old Man punished me because I didn't bring the workbook today. Stood at the back with Bryan and Zaman. Hilarity made up for the punishment quite a fair bit. They didn't copy down Sick Old Man's answers at all. Maybe I'm a good nerd after all. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Tan you are going to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-694237816883155103?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/694237816883155103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=694237816883155103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/694237816883155103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/694237816883155103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/04/youtube-down-for-me.html' title='Youtube Down For Me'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-4968695355016893904</id><published>2008-04-13T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:36:00.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term Two Begins</title><content type='html'>13-4-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised Bryan not to blog again. I don't even want to blog in the first place, but Jing Jie wants to hear what I have to say, so I shall say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what has happened since the March holidays? On the first day of school, my mother got some baby to foster for three weeks from some welfare organisation. Seems that some family can't raise him and the poor baby has been passed around several volunteer families to be looked after temporarily. His name is Guo Hui, and he's cute, but he can't stop crying. Sit him down for ten seconds without being carried and he wails. And his name is exactly the same as my father's old friend. So I call Guo Hui Uncle Jarrett. He's leaving tomorrow (tentative date), so... I'm quite happy, less people at home. But that means mum will be able to spot me sneaking onto my computer more. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I slack at both my CCAs. The first two Fridays of Term 2 and a few Fridays in Term 1 were holidays, so I skipped many Photography Club sessions. I count myself lucky, because from what I hear from Wei Jie and Zachery, the teacher-in-charge scolds them every CCA session. No one likes to volunteer to take photos. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had two tests so far: Physics and E Geog. I've no idea what the progress behind the marking of our Physics test is, and Mdm Suriadi told us that our oxbow lake diagrams are horrible. It gives me the... I forgot the correct word to use for it, but anyway, blah. We've got Chinese, Social Studies and Biology test coming up this week, and I can't say that I'm not nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, my SS group did the presentation for the government thing where we had to pretend to be the British Health Ministry and answer the "British Citizens'" questions. I couldn't answer most and I am afraid that my group scored poorly. Miss Soh Bee Pheng also thanked me for some award I nominated her for. In that award, I said that she was an extremely caring teacher. I think I might have exaggerated a little, but behind that tyranny, there definitely has to be some care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jing Jie is contemplating on quitting Biology because of his phobia for blood. Sad thing. I asked him earlier what he'll do about his phobia when we got to the circulatory system. Now I think that he should have joined 3/3 from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Combined Sports Meet took place two Fridays ago. I woke up early in the morning and went to Bishan Stadium with Tuck Weng. It was a horrible train ride as it was extremely crowded. Well, all train rides are crowded anyway. I'm being silly now. At the stadium, I had two people squeezed up beside me, and I was glad, for the Toll Booth wanted to sit beside me. But that Booth went to squeeze and sat beside me. I quickly ran away to sit with Zhan Hao and Tuck Weng, abandoning Jing Jie to the Booth. Jing Jie ran to his 3/3 friends with Bryan and abandoned Jeremy to the Booth. Jeremy abandoned the Booth to the class scholars and the Booth went to Zainal and Shameer. Poor them. I made Chetan and Khoon Hwa listen to some old songs that Tuck Weng and I made very sick. Got roasted in the Sun. Heard from Shalihin and Teck Yan later that they were enjoying the shade at the back and having a PSP camp. Heh. Zhan Hao abandoned Tuck Weng and I later and went with his friends to ice skate. I lied to him and said that I wanted to join him. Went to Tuck Weng's house for a short while (I was thinking about going out, but Zhan Hao was with people I didn't know, Bryan was with his band friends, Jing Jie was with his OTHER band friends, and the Booth has no friends, and Tuck Weng doesn't like to go out), and we talked about our lower sec life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for today's event. Go Wild For Charity. Heh. The most stupid day in my entire life. Yes, I do appreciate the Peer Support Leaders for putting in so much effort to facilitate this event and staying back to run errands and do some stuff with their... things. I recall that Michelle Tan fell sick. And Rasyidah on Friday was staying back with the other PSLs because they had to do some stuff. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, that doesn't redeem much. The idea for such an event is not all that great. Selling miniature UNO cards, in HALF a bloody deck, and expecting us to sell them? Heh. I tried to sell for the first hour, and all I got was ten bloody cents. In the end, I took out my wallet and threw $50 inside. And 23 Ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I got up in the morning and went met Jing Jie at Tanah Merah MRT. We didn't want to wait for Jeremy, so we took the train and left him behind in the traffic jam. We arrived at Lavender too early, and when we saw Jeremy, we saw the Booth with him. Too escape from the Booth, I told the Booth that we'll be waiting for Shameer and Zainal while they registered. Instead, when Shammer and Zainal registered, Jeremy, Jing Jie and I hopped on the MRT to City Hall while the Booth followed Shameer and Zainal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quickly rushed to change and met Shameer and Zainal and the Booth at Suntec. We had to run away again, this time to the Esplanade. We met Bryan there and I got an sms from Zainal, saying something like "Eh where are you now. Let's all endure the tollbooth together. Me and Shameer had enough of him." I didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us met Tuck Weng later on at Funan, and we went to eat at the food court. Later, Shameer called us and told us that they were outside Funan. We panicked and I told them that Jeremy was with Teck Yan and Shalihin, Bryan was with Jordan, Jing Jie was with his 3/3 friends and I was going to the National Library. Then we escaped by the back exit of Funan and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Shameer and Zainal also escaped the Booth and we all went to Suntec to run away from the Booth, who was still at Funan. When the Booth asked Zainal where he was, I told Zainal to tell the Booth that Zainal was eating with a large gang of Malay friends at Raffles City food court, when we were all happily at Suntec. Thinking that the Booth went to Raffles City, we returned to Funan to eat, and he found us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate McDonalds with us and kept touching our shoulders and saying "Yo dude". When I saw that the Booth actually had a PSP, I was impressed, until Zainal told me that the Booth was only allowed to play it for 15 minutes a week. When I told Bryan this later, he was laughing for 20 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran away from him later and I went back to Lavender with other 3/1 students. The queue to return our cans was so long. My parents were scolding me as I was going to be late for church. When I asked one of the PSLs a question about leaving, I was interrupted and she showed me attitude. I got damn pissed and gave Bryan my can and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Bryan told me that when they asked why I wasn't there to return the can myself, Bryan just told them to call my mother, and they just kept quiet and accepted the can. Good thing they did, because if they did call my mother, they'd soon be interrogated by official authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week, we've been making a lot of jokes about the Sick Old Man, courtesy of Bryan and Zaman. They're too many here to list, so I won't write them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely visit other people's blogs these days. But I did, and Jerrie said that she was becoming as crazy as me, and she said it was a disaster. I am offended. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-4968695355016893904?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/4968695355016893904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=4968695355016893904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4968695355016893904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4968695355016893904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/04/now-wtf.html' title='Term Two Begins'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-2746073495929556779</id><published>2008-03-22T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:36:26.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term One Ends</title><content type='html'>22-3-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, how weird life is... Some people spend their entire life on their blogs. I have no idea what is making me type this right now. Bryan has made me dislike blogging so much. I never even liked it in the first place, but oh yes, since NO ONE reads this, I can do whatever I want here. Ah, the taste of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, how weird life is... Some people seem to have so much problems in their life. Thank God that the only problem I have right now is getting my Elective Geography work done, which was supposed to be done two weeks ago. Managed to get away with a warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, how weird life is... Some people waste their lives on their crushes, especially those hopeless ones. Crushes on people in a different school. Hopeless. Crushes. Crushes waste time. Instead of spending time thinking about schoolwork, they spend time thinking about crushwork. Thank God that I don't have a crush on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, how weird life is... That YOU, yes, YOU, are reading this retarded passage here right now. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, a mild rant on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, down to serious stuff. Before I begin accusing you of wasting your precious time again, I think I must say what-happened-during-the-first-week-of-term-two-year-two-zero-zero-eight-stuff first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an extremely large amount of E-Learning homework for the holidays. Now, what did we have? English, Chinese, E Maths, E Geog, Physics, Chemistry, Social Studies and... That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, since I failed the Social Studies essay, I had to copy out the corrections for the essay twice. The model answer was quite long, so it really took a lot of time. There was also a short Chemistry quiz. Despite the time limits, since the answers were submitted offline, people could just copy and paste, print the answers out, and take their own sweet time to do it! I am an honest person, and I did it within the time limits. I blame Mr Chia of 3/5 for giving me that idea. Also, we had to do a Chemistry project over the holidays. Went over to Victoria School's hostel to get it done since three people in our group were scholars and were living there. Sadly, we didn't get to see their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, alas, I didn't do the rest of the holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and I was safe. The teacher forgot about the English homework. Mrs Lim forgot to collect the E Maths homework. A few people in my class did not do E Geog essay (what, an essay?), so we were mercifully pardoned and given extra time till Monday. Mr Eng automatically extended the Physics homework deadline to Monday. But for Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Mr Tan forgot about the Chinese homework until Pang Shun Toll went to hand it up in a hard copy. So the teacher remembered and made us all hand up the work. I have to find a way to make 3/1 slack more, but I'm in a class where almost everyone is twice as much as more concerned about studying than me. Compare that to Anura, and you get ten times. No offence, Anura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the holiday was eventless. I did not go out with any friends at all. After all, what kind of friends from 3/1 want to go out. We are a class of scholars, not a class of socialites. I just spent my time at home reading storybooks (oh, what a nerd, but that's what I am) and surfing the net watching random anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, thank God I never get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahchoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2746073495929556779?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2746073495929556779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2746073495929556779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2746073495929556779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2746073495929556779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-am-i-still-doing-this.html' title='Term One Ends'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-1762115362350278481</id><published>2008-03-10T15:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:36:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term One Results</title><content type='html'>10-3-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT back. Jing Jie forced me to do this. I wonder which other retard is coming here to read this. At long last, the first term is over. Many things have happened Let me try to remember them. So, I remember... Nothing! Except for a few key stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Michelle Tan is the new PSL president. I pity next year's orientation kids.&lt;br /&gt;2) Mr Eng is our new form teacher! I've heard several rumours about him, but whatever it is, his notes are good.&lt;br /&gt;3) My little sister is in Primary One at St. Anthony's Cannosian and she now wears spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;4) I got 11/25 for my first Chemistry test.&lt;br /&gt;5) I got 24/25 for my second Chemistry test.&lt;br /&gt;6) My Chemistry teacher's son's name is also Joshua Chan.&lt;br /&gt;7) I do not miss Pahang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: 67, B3, 1st&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 47, D7, Last&lt;br /&gt;E Maths: 77, A1, 26th&lt;br /&gt;A Maths: 73, A2, 24th&lt;br /&gt;Physics: 76, A1, 12th&lt;br /&gt;Biology: 90, A1, 1st&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: 70, A2, 10th&lt;br /&gt;Com Hum Lol: 64, B4, 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average was 71%, class position was 13th. Andy Teo Hong Kiat beat me with 76%, damn him. At least I beat Alex. JING JIE, HAPPY?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-1762115362350278481?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/1762115362350278481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=1762115362350278481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1762115362350278481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1762115362350278481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='Term One Results'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-796840640867799115</id><published>2007-11-21T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:37:07.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet Review</title><content type='html'>21-11-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class Chalet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why the heck I am blogging again. But I couldn't help it but give a full account on what happened on the day of the class chalet. The big incident which nearly tore my former class apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTE: In the following paragraphs, there may be content which some viewers may find deragatory or humiliating. Please be aware of the fact that I have consulted him prior to typing this up. I have collected my evidence from various and trustworthy sources, several members of both parties and my own honorable observation and I shall display everything from an impartial and unbiased point of view.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we shall review everything from my point of view piece by piece before we move onto the incident proper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was not involved with the preparations at all, I came at the time designated to me by Yew Chen; 2 pm at White Sands outside MRT. What a place to meet. Outside MRT, outside White Sands? The compound was so big, and there were so many other kids with bags. I just charged through the station and found a few boys waiting for me: Jonye, Jordan, Jia Jie, Louis, Kah Keng, Andy. One more to go: Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we waited a while longer. I felt so weird, because I was carrying my school bag. Never mind that. When Bryan eventually came, we rushed to the shuttle bus, to find it leaving already. Now that was a sad thing. We caught the public bus just in time, and had to walk through the whole of Downtown East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the chalet to find that no one was there. It seemed that they had already gone out to buy some stuff. So while everyone talked, I brought out a book that I had just bought yesterday from the bookstore, and I managed to read six pages. Not much, but the starting was rather dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the gang came back from buying stuff, and we entered the house. I saw Yew Chen's mum and brother for the first time. Yew Chen's twin brother, I pitied him. He looked so lost without any friends around. That feeling must have been sad, oh boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good look around our unit; not that it took a long time anyway. Just a simple unit, two floors, one bedroom on the upper, an old TV, a table, a toilet, a refrigerator and a sink &gt;.&gt;. Cosy and enough to keep us satisfied for our stay, I suppose. Downtown East was so near that we could go and buy whatever we wanted anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was persuaded by some to go Wild Wild Wet, but I didn't know that we were allowed to wear shirts in. Yes, I do not like to take of my shirt. Exposing oneself to the harmful rays of the Sun and the prying eyes of goodness knows what is not exactly a comfortable feeling, I would reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All but a handful went to Wild Wild Wet. Those that stayed were Benjamin, Jonye, Louis, Jia Jie. I still have to ask Jonye why he didn't go. I took my book along and followed them to Downtown East. I didn't really get the chance to read though. This was because we entered some arcade. The lighting was horrible for reading, forcing me to hold my book in my armpit like a ding-dong. But it was entertaining watching them ganging up to score more points. Imagine three guys throwing basketballs simultaneously in one hoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, we felt tired. So we went to this nearby shop where Benjamin wasted about ten dollars. You know those kind of machines with all those toys in them, and you're supposed to pick them up using some sort of claws? Yeah, he wasted quite a considerable amount with futile attempts. Only once did we succeed, and that was Louis getting just one sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, we went back to the chalet, the small air-con room with all the tables there, that thing. Yeah, we sat down, ate chips, and I entertained myself with my storybook. The rest were talking, and I gave up watching the Chinese show because there were no subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we returned to the chalet and went out with everyone to eat at the foodcourt. However, I didn't want to buy my own food, and Yew Chen was running low on cash. So I gave him money to buy his food and he bought food for me too. And I forced him to keep the change. He's such a nice guy. Well, the chicken rice set he bought for me didn't have a chopstick, so I ate with the spoon alone. I still wonder how I managed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, I followed Daryl and Yew Chen to watch him sit on the kiddy car and fool around. A few guys were filming him. Quite interesting. I had a go myself, and I was accused of being weird. I proceeded to McDonalds to buy myself a packet of french fries, and followed three guys home. I think it was Anura, Daryl and Chee, but maybe not. I can't remember. But in the chalet, I decided to take a short cut, and what a weird short cut I took, for I bumped into four newcomers: Zhan Hao &amp; Friends. They thought I was taking the wrong way to the chalet, but I got there much earlier than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these MY plans for the night: 1) Wash up. 2) Watch 9pm Channel 8 show. 3) Night walk. 4) Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not follow the plan fully. After washing up and watching the show, I basically... slacked around, played Monopoly with myself (yeah, I control all the players) and read my book. Most of the people were playing mahjong or random card games in the girl's unit; and I didn't know how to play. I happily read a few more pages, then everyone went out for the night walk. Well, everyone but a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather lonely, I went up to the girl's room and found YAP ZHAN HAO and gang there. I behaved like a retard and we played Monopoly... What a retarded game, so I decided to play it in the retarded way. I made myself stuck in jail for five turns and earned $26 from rent. Yay, you can earn money in jail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, everyone came back, so there was no one to play with me. I went and continued to behave like a loner and read my book quietly. Poor Zhan Hao couldn't play mahjong with Wei Lin because he didn't know how to. The only reason I stayed awake was because they were going to tell ghost stories at 3am. What a dumb time. I have to wait 3 hours. During that waiting time, I went upstairs, talked with Jonye and Daryl (who couldn't sleep), went downstairs, observed the others playing, talked to Zhan Hao, read my book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 3am, they hadn't started the ghost stories. Thinking that I had wasted my time staying up, I went upstairs and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deep slumber was rudely awakened. Benetta and Jing Ying entered the room. I asked for the time. Daryl told me it was 6am and they were preparing the go for breakfast. Only when they began laughing at me for jumping out of bed so abruptly I realised I had been tricked. It was 3.30am, and they were telling ghost stories in the other room. Really, I thought that I had a very long and good sleep. Feeling more stupid than ever before, I proceeded to the neighbouring unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood outside the door for a while, waiting for the best opportunity to enter. Pressing my ear against the door, I heard laughter. Like what the heck. Funny ghost stories? Thinking it was safe, I entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was dark. Shadows turned and faced me. Fear crept through my heart. I forgot what I said. Sitting down quietly on the space nearest to me, I had a good look around. Then Rukku started telling us her stories. I didn't listen at all for the first story. I was trying to sleep again, but Rukku's voice was too loud. Therefore, I forced myself to listen to the subsequent stories. Some stories about ghosts near the Shooting Club area, Design and Technology block, Art room, Escape theme park. We also stopped her from telling the story of the chalet. For some of her stories, I found them impossible to believe and I was not really freaked out. But the Art room one was the one that impacted me the most, even though I was not listening intently. I saw SOMEONE hugging SOMEONE ELSE during the ghost storytelling, but never mind. What an interesting lot of bedtime stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhan Hao told me that he had dreamed of all this the year before, every single detail of the chalet. He had fear that something bad was going to happen. I told him to ignore it and nothing was going to go wrong. That was my biggest mistake, for those words I told him changed the fate of what happened during the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, all of us went downstairs and played Truth or Dare, but in the end it became Truth or Truth. The bottle kept ending up at the same people, and all the secrets were squeezed out from them. Jonye kept wasting questions by asking... lol ones. When it finally came to my turn, the questions were wasted too; people assumed that I had no secrets, but they were wrong. I really pitied some people during that activity. Some like Wei Lin, Zhan Hao and Eunice were asked questions regarding to affairs of the heart, and Yew Chen was owned too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, people continued to play mahjong and card games. I went up to sleep, but did not succeed. Day One finally drew to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO PART ONE (STANDARD EVENTS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two had a rather insignificant start. People were still playing downstairs, and those that actually slept were getting up at different times. I stayed upstairs with those who had woken up but preferred not to go down and stayed to talk. Little did I know that many events were going to lead up to something disastrous. Now I regret not having listened to Zhan Hao earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling bored, a few of us, I can't remember who now, but it included Anura, Louis, Yew Chen, Kah Keng, Bryan and someone else. Yeah, we went for a cycle at 6am and came back lol. Then I went upstairs and learned how to play THAT card game... I think the English name for it is "Bridge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yew Chen came upstairs and told us that __________ had said that the chalet was dumb. Apparently, this was a misunderstanding, but it was not cleared until much later. Yew Chen began to look miserable, but we pushed the matter aside. The day went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with the others to McDonalds and I felt really dumb. I had to stand around like a retard because there was no chair. I thought I saw a guy leaving and I took a chair from his table to give to Jordan since I wasn't eating. I felt very guilty later on because he actually hadn't left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went back later, I was overwhelm with boredom again, for basically nothing was happening except people washing up. I sat in the girl's unit alone and played with the mahjong tiles. I built up a tower with most of the tiles until Lydia came and shocked me and I caused it to fall by accident. Then I went back to daydreaming for my book was... still dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept asking Yew Chen if we could go cycling yet, but it seemed that Zhan Hao and his friends had gone to play LAN. After waiting for a while longer, Zaki came, and we all went to rent bicycles. It was rather dumb, since there were not enough bicycles and only half of us could rent them. Fortunately, some people returned their bicycles at that time, and we did not have to use the BMX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first hour, the cycling was generally insignificant. Nothing much happened, except that Bryan was cycling behind us at a slower pace for fear of hitting into others. I cycled at a casual pace, going on one of the lower gears for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere during the cycling, Wei Lin, Joyce and Zhan Hao went off. Daryl, Chee and Jonye had disappeared. The main group stopped somewhere and debated on where everyone had gone. Seeing that they were going to take forever to make a verdict, I went back first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one little girl who was lost and did not know how to get back to the chalet. When I brought the small girl back, I met Yew Chen. I looked after his bicycle for a moment while he went to run an errand. Then I rejoined the cycling group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't cycling for long when disaster struck. There was something wrong with Daryl's bicycle and JY and Lydia's bicycle. After a short call, Benjamin also had some problem after being bumped into by someone. We stopped and Kah Keng, Anura and Daryl brought the two-seater bike back while the rest of us just slacked. After a while, they came back, and we brought all the remaining bicycles home. The "bicycle uncle", from what I heard, was unhappy. We had to pay money, and we returned to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO PART TWO (THE INCIDENT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the chalet and went up to the boy's room immediately to find Zhan Hao and friends there. I didn't get to say anything but they left immediately. I tried to ask why they left, but never mind that. I stoned in the room for a while, went down, then came up again to see a few others inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Anura came. Someone told him that Zhan Hao and friends had been on the boy's bed without washing their feet. This off course, was false, but it was not found out until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurried to the room next door and told them that Anura wasn't happy. They appeared to be confused, denying that they had done anything. At once I realised something was amiss, but nothing could be done. I went downstairs and Anura was angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After explaining to Daryl what had happened, I retreated, knowing that there was going to be some kind of conflict. I heard some shouting, then it became quiet. A while later, Zhan Hao came down into the boy's unit. After some words were exchanged, Andy and I sent Zhan Hao back to his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM WHAT I HEARD, Lydia had given Zhan Hao some bedsheets. He came to our room and decided to change the bedsheets. I tried to persuade him not to do it and let the incident be forgotten, but clearly he had wanted to make up with the boys and did not heed my advice. Seeing that he wouldn't listen, I helped him to make the bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhan Hao went back to the girl's room, and the BBQ had started. Jia Jie ate 10 otah lol. After a while, Yew Chen told me to bring Zhan Hao and friends down. I went upstairs, but they were clearly not in the mood to join in the fun, so I let them be. I felt like talking to Zhan Hao, but I did not want to make their moods worse. There was already a misunderstanding going on. While they did not want to see Anura, most of us downstairs had already forgotten about it. And we still did not know that they were not at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly had my meal and I saw Wei Lin and Jerrie come down. At that time, I heard Zhan Hao explain to me that they were innocent, but I had not approached Anura to explain yet. While I was talking to Wei Lin about what happened, Daryl came along, and they went back upstairs again. I hadn't finished talking. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling that they wanted to leave the chalet altogether, I stayed near the bottom of the stairs and I watched a few people such as Benji go up and down the stairs. However, they did not want to come down and Yew Chen broke down because of ANOTHER beer bottle related incident and many things had already gone wrong, such as the cycling and all that. All this stress plus disagreements clearly made Yew Chen unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice went upstairs later and stayed in the room. I haven't asked much from Zhan Hao, but I heard that all she did was talked to them and asked Daryl to come up. From what I hear from Daryl, he claims that he was the one that solved the problem lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he talked, Zhan Hao came down and I had a good and long talk with him, clarifying every doubt he had. Satisfied, I had a good bath after he went home and I endured some nonsense from Chetan. Then we played cards. Then we slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there were not enough beds, I had to sleep between Louis and Jia Jie. Five minutes into their sleep, they squeezed me up, so I had to sleep at their feet. By 4.30am, I woke up, as they had stretched their legs and it was impossible for me to lie down anymore. I went downstairs and thought over day two's events. I wished Zhan Hao had dreamed of the incident too, like how he dreamt of the ghost stories, and prevented it. Fortunately everything seemed to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Eunice, JY and K Cube got up and left the chalet. Then Yew Chen, Andy and Jordan came downstairs and we played cards. I saw a present on the table that was half-opened. Yew Chen must be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to Burger King, we went home. There, happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE AFTERMATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it still went on for a few days. I heard Zhan Hao's side of the story and I continued to ask around for what happened. After a few more MSN conversations with the people involved, I told Anura that they were not the ones who had dirtied the bed. Poor Anura, he was mad at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*END*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there, that's my side of the story, but I kept a lot of things hidden. It's not for everyone to know. :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-796840640867799115?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/796840640867799115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=796840640867799115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/796840640867799115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/796840640867799115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/11/class-chalet-review.html' title='Class Chalet Review'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-3244127529146076763</id><published>2007-11-18T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:37:40.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anura Pwns This Blog</title><content type='html'>18th November, Two Thousand and Seven in the year of our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings, fools. If you even read this, you have to admit that you're a noob. This place has been ressurected with grey magic (combination of white and black magic), a few arrows and Pikachu waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if you have been wondering, *SHE* forced me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is *SHE* anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S=Small&lt;br /&gt;H=Haughty&lt;br /&gt;E=Eccentric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combination of those three characteristics will result in someone being unable to return to the bicycle rental by herself. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAO, ANURA WANTED ME TO DO SOMETHING FOR OUR FRIENDSHIP, SO HERE GOES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA ANURA RULES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-3244127529146076763?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/3244127529146076763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=3244127529146076763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3244127529146076763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3244127529146076763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/11/heh.html' title='Anura Pwns This Blog'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-5185739882078503208</id><published>2007-05-20T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:38:01.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camwhores - An Abuse of Photography</title><content type='html'>20-5-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By going around blogs/Friendster and observing what people do with photos (especially those who take repeated pictures of themselves), I can "infer" numerous inferences i.e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People really don't know that their photo quality, if they call it terrible, is being severely overestimated.&lt;br /&gt;2. Many are desperate.&lt;br /&gt;3. If not desperate, they are narcists.&lt;br /&gt;4. They really don't know that taking picture of themselves in toilets are disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;5. They think that their reflections in mirrors are cool.&lt;br /&gt;6. They have a terrible taste of scenery.&lt;br /&gt;7. They are not afraid to be insulted by professional photographers.&lt;br /&gt;8. They are not afraid to be insulted by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-5185739882078503208?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/5185739882078503208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=5185739882078503208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5185739882078503208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5185739882078503208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/05/abuse-of-photography.html' title='Camwhores - An Abuse of Photography'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-1462522639094872672</id><published>2007-05-18T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:39:29.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Results</title><content type='html'>18-5-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam results are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics A1 :D&lt;br /&gt;History A1 :D&lt;br /&gt;Science A1 :D&lt;br /&gt;Geography A1 :)&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics A2 :)&lt;br /&gt;Literature B3 :(&lt;br /&gt;English B4 :/&lt;br /&gt;Chinese C6 :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img 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The exams are over! :D OMG I used a smiley! :/&lt;br /&gt;But the results are still going to come... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tampines Mall yesterday to watch Spiderman 3 with Bryan and Jordan. That was the second time I had ever gone out with my friends in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the other  (whatever it is) bookstore to buy LOTR (I MUST READ IT) because they did not sell it in popular. I was browsing through when I saw this graphic book of rabbits doing extremely insane and comical things. No offence to the cute littl rabbits, but it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bryan came back to my houseand we "abused" the Star Wars computer game like madmen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-4562552996621509320?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/4562552996621509320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=4562552996621509320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4562552996621509320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4562552996621509320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/05/myes-over.html' title='MYEs OVER!'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-3745241288335889311</id><published>2007-05-06T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:38:18.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Society of Breads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/Breadman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j26/raichu_ohbeone/Breadman.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-3745241288335889311?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/3745241288335889311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=3745241288335889311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3745241288335889311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3745241288335889311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/05/society-of-breads-imghttpi76.html' title='Bread Man'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-3514960982096432720</id><published>2007-05-03T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:38:38.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandoning Blog For Diary?</title><content type='html'>3-5-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I sould write a diary and forget about you, blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I already have a diary (which is updated once a month).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, I'll abandon you (I already have)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you read that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not for you, it's for my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had English and Geography exam today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not bring protractor -_-lll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this typing style is nice; but I prefer continuous writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never judge a book by its cover. Always judge it by page 48 of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-3514960982096432720?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/3514960982096432720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=3514960982096432720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3514960982096432720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3514960982096432720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/05/pusta-evans.html' title='Abandoning Blog For Diary?'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-4828316146907767270</id><published>2007-04-13T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:17:38.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day 2007</title><content type='html'>13-4-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what words can I use to describe it? No, not boring. Hmm...Cheerful, lively and hot. The sun shined (or is it shone?) on us...er...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.30a.m. Took Ryan's (from 2A) mother's car to Tanah Merah. Read a storybook on the way to Lakeside. Arrived there at about 7.05a.m. Saw Jordan and Bryan and quickly asked where the shuttle bus was and walked around until about 7.25a.m. when someone told us where to line up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitched a ride on the shuttle bus to Jurong Stadium. Quite near, but the journey was lengthened due to the...lack of seating space. Had to stand, and I was one of the very few boys in the bus. Turn left and right and you see handphones whipped out of pockets and their buttons being pressed mercilessly by girls. Well, I'm pretty sure that the boys would have done the same, but after all, we were standing. I kept saying "ownage" throughout the bus trip. Fortunately, Andy didn't beat me up for saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus trip, I noticed several...minor incidents that had absoultely no meaning or significance but caused me to reflect quite a fair bit. Firstly, some girl went to use her water bottle and sprayed over to the other side of the bus. Being in the middle of the cross-fire, I got wet. Secondly, I saw one student tap the another student in front of the first student and the second student looked back and then the first student started laughing and the student beside the first student also began laughing and in turn, the second student that I mentioned before started laughing too. The fourth student, who was the student beside the second student...well, I forgot. Thirdly, the bus kept braking so I was holding on to a railing up near to ceiling with the other boys and it was tiring. Conclusion: these incidents were totally insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea who won and who didn't. But we cheered enthusiastically, with me saying "ownage" throughout most of the cheers. Nearing the end, I saw Eunice with her sleeves pulled up and her socks taken off. I asked bluntly, "What are you doing?" "Suntanning." "Why?" "Because I got two different tones." Jia Jie then said, "If you want to have the same skin colour, jsut go naked." Sick, but humourous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we did not win the cheering competition. But we tried our best, did we not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-4828316146907767270?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/4828316146907767270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=4828316146907767270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4828316146907767270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4828316146907767270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/04/sports-day-2007.html' title='Sports Day 2007'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-8439094170040025998</id><published>2007-04-06T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:38:57.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>6-4-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Holy Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I went to Church. Spent more han an hour there. Went to eat at Boon Tong Kee. Food was excellent, the chicken wa better than previous times. Then went to three other churches for about ten minutes each to pray a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, Good Friday. Well, this means going to Church again. Erm...Should be quite long. 2 hours or so? Tomorrow should be the longest service, but maybe I'm not going. Who knows? Sunday will be a must go though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we had Maths and Chinese test. Both were quite hard. That's what everyone says. Good luck to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-8439094170040025998?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/8439094170040025998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=8439094170040025998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8439094170040025998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8439094170040025998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/04/post-numberwhat.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-2587647388551188873</id><published>2007-03-25T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:39:11.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCloud and I</title><content type='html'>25-3-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rather interesting conversation with someone I had from a Pokemon forum. Ironically, we did not talk about Pokemon at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:No SN. I am afraid not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Of course.Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:You shouldn't be afraid of some simple statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Simple statements?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:That I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Well... since you misspelled a word...Chakra says:I would have to say the only thing you know and be it so the only thing you can show me up on... is indeed vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:American English and British English have its differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:You're missing the relevant point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Which is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Spelling is one of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Vocabulary is the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:The latter of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:The two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:What else? The third invisible point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Anyways, I go back to what I was saying. It would seem as if your niche is vocabulary and possibly spelling but what else SN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Is that indeed all you can prove superior to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:I'm older than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:And you're point is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:*your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:I'm pointing at my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:You take leave of your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:No response, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:I think I've got you on use of expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Example?Chakra says:^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:If you would be so kind to type "&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:I won't participate in your nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:There is no such contest called "your nonsense".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:What contest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Excuse me, but I believe you've temporarily lost your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:The contest that you want to participate in. And if I lost my mind, how is it possible that I'm able to type these words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:You can still type but you'd be typing nonsense which is indeed what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:I'd be a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:I do not mean it literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:But I suppose you take everything literally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Because you're filled with nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:No, I'm filled with cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:I'm tired of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:I'm leaving if you don't stop vexing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Hmph...I expected you to be like bacon/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Seems that you unable to keep the bantering up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Well, now, that's what makes everyone unique, is it not, SN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Of course, you wouldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:On the contrary, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Apparently not. Stop trying to convince me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:You're rather gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Indeed not.Chakra says:I'm afraid you need to be taught a lesson - in respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Respect for your superiors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:If you weren't, you would not even try to request for a "Stop trying to convince me so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Superior in what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Superior in nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Everything. Except vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Know you this - I will not cease in the quest for outdoing you and, one day, if fate deems it so, I will exceed your vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Fate exists not. The last descendant was banished decades ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:By the choice-makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Choices can be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:No. Curse the non-believer SN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Fate is rendered obsolete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Curse with what? Fruit juice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:No. Explain to me how so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Obsolete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:You're mistaken - there are still many believers in fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Which are being lead into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:No. Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Or rather, who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:When this day of oblivion comes - be it Big Crunch, heat death or whatever, we all will perish from Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:SN, that is oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:We need global coolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Global warming will be nothing then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Yes, I'm glad we could agree on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Global warming is indeed an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:We can break the jaws of the big crunch. If not, we could continue making more explosions to increase the big bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:You can't stop the end of the general universe SN, and you cannot influence it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:SN. There's still one problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Which can be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:No, not every problem can be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:You're absolutely right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:We can't put it in a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Perhaps a suspension...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:But that doesn't stop us from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:We try, we fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:But we get up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Do you play NB? I know you're in the ALC, but I'm perplexed if you even play NB anymore, as I don't see you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:I have problems with it/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Señor Noobnerd the Nerdmaster says:bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chakra says:Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2587647388551188873?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2587647388551188873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2587647388551188873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2587647388551188873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2587647388551188873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/03/something.html' title='CCloud and I'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-1515564066218975053</id><published>2007-03-17T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:39:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasyworld Foreword</title><content type='html'>17-3-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of making a story. So here is the foreword:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREWORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: One or two paragraphs have been copied from an acquaintance. You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to waste a few precious minutes of your life to read this foreword. In fact, you have already wasted eight seconds of your life reading these two sentences. Of course, this excludes the words “engraved” on the previous pages of this book, which I presume you did not bother to flip through, and the title of this page, not forgetting the note on top. Now, I ask you, what is the need for a foreword if this story is just antics? Well, every good book needs a prologue; otherwise it will not have a chance to attain the title of “good book” in the first place. Critics may state that there is unsubstantial introduction to the story and no reader will be able to grasp it. In my personal and humble opinion, you would not be able to comprehend my lucent story only if you have an IQ of 1. This is virtually impossible, as the Consummately Counterfactual Book of Universal Records asserts that the minimal possible IQ is 1.04325253495523490854387. Enough of the digression, and let us move on into the actual foreword itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This paragraph will waste another few seconds, no doubt. You have been warned. Far beyond the scope of what we might call “regular” reality exists a place so full of logical contradictions most of us might wonder if such a place is really there. The world is made up of so many contradictions that even the story that describes the most contradictory events of that certain place is contradictory. This means that the sentence above was false. And perhaps the previous sentence and this very sentence are the only true ones. On second thought, perhaps the previous sentence (which is not the sentence before the previous sentence as of this sentence) may be false too. By all means, at the very end of the book, you will find out the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludicrous statements aside, this certain place is a place full of mundane wonders, gruesome beauties and moral evils. Everything about it is logically impossible, and as it is logically impossible for a logically impossible place to exist, it therefore follows that the logically impossible place does exist because it is in fact impossible for it to be there. In other words, it only exists because it is not supposed to. Once again, the first three words contradict what has been stated in the paragraph this sentence resides in. Yes, sentences need a place for accommodation. Paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for us, most of the impossibilities cancel out with each other and we are left with a world that we can at least make some sense out of. Even better, this strange world also houses some interesting and intelligent life forms who will no doubt get embroiled into some sort of magical adventure at some point in this story because that kind of thing always happens. Welcome, friend, or rather, acquaintance, or rather, reader, to the delightful world that is, named in honour of no one in particular, Fantasyworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is purely understood by all (all refers to the author here) that some of you just have an extremely fervent antipathy for fantasy. Fear not, as we have Science-Fiction. And not all the events take place in Fantasyworld; the first section will take place on Earth. And yes, the main characters are Earthlings. You may come across cities of unfamiliar names as you journey through the story, but there are many cities on Earth mentioned as well. Do not request for a map of the world, as you can easily access one by getting Google Earth. Do not heed the previous dictum, and you shall be prosecuted without prior notification. You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, we come to the conclusion. This foreword did not explain much about the story to you. I know that perfectly well. And that forces you to read on. If you do not turn the page and read, you will be missing out on a great adventure. Once again, and, I sincerely hope, for the very last time, you have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*END*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-1515564066218975053?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/1515564066218975053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=1515564066218975053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1515564066218975053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1515564066218975053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/03/post-which-is-made.html' title='Fantasyworld Foreword'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-1066295742716000259</id><published>2007-03-16T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:39:47.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facial Treatment</title><content type='html'>16-3-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Malaysia yesterday night. Brought some homework there to do. But still some incomplete. Went to my mother's facial treatment lady (private one) for a considerable amount of pressing of pimples. A torture, of course. Fortunately, it's not painful now. Look on the brighter side of life. If it's all dark, use a torchlight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-1066295742716000259?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/1066295742716000259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=1066295742716000259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1066295742716000259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1066295742716000259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-title-of-post.html' title='Facial Treatment'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-2313255057253622565</id><published>2007-03-08T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:13:18.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post of the day.</title><content type='html'>8-3-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made some changes to the blog on the right side. Feel free to scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all the people that were required for the debate were present, how relieved was I. Although I was the reserve, I didn't even know what they were going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the opposition from 2R, lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against 2E. I must praise all the speakers to have the guts to go out and speak. But I expected better of our class speakers. In speaking order, we had Chetan, Benjamin and Adele. I expected better of Chetan, being one of the better speakers in class. But nevertheless, it was satisfactory. Benjamin was alright. But Adele...Sigh. She was shaking. Not very obvious, but evident. I understand that it is not easy to stand up in front of an audience to present, but she could have told the teacher that she might be nervous. But never mind, and no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't remember much during the rest of the week. But I remembered that I got 47 for Chinese. It's a fail. I wish it were a pass. If only I had memorised my sentences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the holiday, I'm going to Malaysia. Dates still unconfirmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2313255057253622565?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2313255057253622565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2313255057253622565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2313255057253622565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2313255057253622565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/03/post-of-day.html' title='Post of the day.'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-3260596907037481548</id><published>2007-03-03T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:40:09.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 2007 E-Learning</title><content type='html'>3-3-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to all who read (myself, of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was E-Learning! Yay! And this is what I did: I woke up at 0730, went back to sleep by &lt;strong&gt;accident&lt;/strong&gt;, then woke up at 0845, bathed, then started work at 0900. I literally spent the &lt;strong&gt;entire day&lt;/strong&gt; on the computer (because I was slacking) and finished up at 1900+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology took the longest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-3260596907037481548?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/3260596907037481548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=3260596907037481548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3260596907037481548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3260596907037481548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/03/wheee-post.html' title='March 2007 E-Learning'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-8735614511637360689</id><published>2007-03-01T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:40:36.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiential Learning Day</title><content type='html'>1-3-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, no one reads this blog. Good. (I'm serious)&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'm not being emotional. (Emo for those of you who cannot understand)&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I want you to read the above two sentences.&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I like my tagboard dead. (I'm being sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;Fifthly, I'm not being emo. (Emotional for those adults out there)&lt;br /&gt;Sixthly, I want you to read the above two sentences.&lt;br /&gt;Seventhly, I think I should have made the first point "Firstly, I want you to read everything"&lt;br /&gt;Eighthly, I'm being extremely lame here.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the eighth point is the most accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was Experiential Learning Day! I don't know how many classmates found it boring (as there was a lot of history in there), but I found it extremely interesting! (I am taking a break from dry humour for now). I liked about everything, and I wrote an extrememly formal comment on the feedback form. Yea. I also didn't open my umbrella when I was walking in the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-8735614511637360689?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/8735614511637360689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=8735614511637360689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8735614511637360689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8735614511637360689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/03/wee-post.html' title='Experiential Learning Day'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-1643512602985344384</id><published>2007-02-28T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:40:49.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuck Weng's Blog</title><content type='html'>28-2-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people! Go to Tuck Weng's blog at &lt;a href="http://www.tuckerptw.blogspot.com"&gt;www.tuckerptw.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-1643512602985344384?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/1643512602985344384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=1643512602985344384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1643512602985344384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/1643512602985344384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-another-post.html' title='Tuck Weng&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-3796439706037795919</id><published>2007-02-23T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:41:10.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Debate</title><content type='html'>23-2-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why I rejected Miss Soh's decision to put me in the debate team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes, I can speak. But only while sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;2. Yes, I can speak. But only around familiar people.&lt;br /&gt;3. Yes, I can speak. But only when I'm not being judged.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have stage fright.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Mr Lim wanted to see me because some student leaders complained about me being crazy. I'm not going to retaliate, as I lnow I'm different. But seriously, I think differently. Hmm...Better get ready to talk to Mr Lim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-3796439706037795919?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/3796439706037795919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=3796439706037795919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3796439706037795919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3796439706037795919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/02/post-blah.html' title='Class Debate'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-9047353185524829660</id><published>2007-02-15T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:41:32.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Defence Day</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Total Defence Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy belated Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God's grace help all who are emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may the world be just and peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-9047353185524829660?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/9047353185524829660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=9047353185524829660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9047353185524829660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/9047353185524829660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-post.html' title='Total Defence Day'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-3079285652504851130</id><published>2007-02-06T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:41:51.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlogTV</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, February 06, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at 8.30pm, ChannelNewsAsia had BlogTv. Today's subject was about blogging. They interviewed some teachers and students on their feelings about how students blog about teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my own personal stand. I agree with the teachers in general, especially one of them. As I have stated before, a journal, which is private only to ourselves (and perhaps the nosey family members) are much different to a weblog, which is designated for public viewing. As it can be seen by all Internet users (whether they want to go to your blog or not), we must be aware of the fact that those whom we crticise may see what we wrote, and it is wrong to hurt other's feelings. Then you might say, "We don't care. We live in a free country. We have freedom of speech." Well, sure you do. But these insults must be kept to a certain extent. Be considerate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happens at school. Just got average marks for tests. Praise the Lord, for I haven't failed any yet. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-3079285652504851130?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/3079285652504851130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=3079285652504851130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3079285652504851130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/3079285652504851130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/02/post-54.html' title='BlogTV'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-961417102198171932</id><published>2007-01-27T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:42:11.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yusuf = Class Manager?</title><content type='html'>Saturday, January 27, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...Yusuf doesn't want to be class manager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say...-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-961417102198171932?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/961417102198171932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=961417102198171932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/961417102198171932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/961417102198171932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-53.html' title='Yusuf = Class Manager?'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-4902407667067731376</id><published>2007-01-20T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:42:26.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edusave Scholarship</title><content type='html'>Jan 20, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bedok South Secondary School to collect $300 for Edusave Scholarship today. Didn't realise the girl seated beside me was my old classmate. Lol. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-4902407667067731376?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/4902407667067731376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=4902407667067731376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4902407667067731376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/4902407667067731376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-52.html' title='Edusave Scholarship'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-8533259302589623485</id><published>2007-01-11T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:42:44.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>Jan 11, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way of complaining of others is different...I don't use vulgarities (censored or uncensored) and I refrain from hate remarks or emotional stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEGIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;They may be classified into different groups.&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 that I detest most.&lt;br /&gt;We have the racists, perverts, act-cool people and over-emo people.&lt;br /&gt;Racists, perverts &amp;amp; act-cool people can be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;But over-emo people can't.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing wrong being emotional once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with valid reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't emo for months.&lt;br /&gt;But some people cry boohoo everyday.&lt;br /&gt;There is also nothing wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;IF they have valid reasons.&lt;br /&gt;But if they refuse help...&lt;br /&gt;That is a different story.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if they insult you while trying to support them.&lt;br /&gt;Emo people also do not forgive easily.&lt;br /&gt;That is what pisses me off, unfortunately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-8533259302589623485?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/8533259302589623485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=8533259302589623485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8533259302589623485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/8533259302589623485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-51.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-6907092166827635916</id><published>2007-01-06T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:43:03.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2007</title><content type='html'>06-01-2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mr Niu.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the new teacher will be good.&lt;br /&gt;I just went to Popular bookstore at TM earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a lot of stationary.&lt;br /&gt;And a storybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-6907092166827635916?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/6907092166827635916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=6907092166827635916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6907092166827635916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6907092166827635916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-50.html' title='Happy New Year 2007'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-6417590690274190532</id><published>2006-12-08T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:43:32.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Europe!</title><content type='html'>Friday, December 8, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick post here. This morning got back from Paris, France. Will upload photos at a later date. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-6417590690274190532?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/6417590690274190532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=6417590690274190532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6417590690274190532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6417590690274190532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/12/post-49.html' title='Back from Europe!'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-2636363823716466763</id><published>2006-11-29T10:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:43:58.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz From Michelle's Blog</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, November 29, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight leaving for Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a few days ago, I thought about a theory: Teenagers are the most self-centered age group of humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that theory, where they do not care for other's feelings at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the perfect opportunity to test out my experiment last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an Edusave Scholarship. So I purposely went to tell all my classmates about it. They all insulted me. My theory is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was bored so I took this from Michelle' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 12 Things You Love To Eat/Drink&lt;br /&gt;-Water&lt;br /&gt;-English Breakfast Tea&lt;br /&gt;-Rice&lt;br /&gt;-MANY kinds of vegetables (I hate brocolli)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken&lt;br /&gt;-Ice Green Tea&lt;br /&gt;-Ice Lemon Tea&lt;br /&gt;-Teh Tarik&lt;br /&gt;-Potato Chips&lt;br /&gt;-Herbal Drinks LOL&lt;br /&gt;-Brands Chicken Essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 12 Sentences You Love To Say Most:&lt;br /&gt;-Who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm...I don't know...And I don't want to talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;-So uncivilised!&lt;br /&gt;-NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Eh boy, you want to see something?&lt;br /&gt;-3,2,1 Count Dooku!&lt;br /&gt;-You should have called for backup!&lt;br /&gt;-Easy.&lt;br /&gt;-I don't wanna die!&lt;br /&gt;-What's up besides the ceiling and the sky and the fan and the lights and the air?&lt;br /&gt;-My name is Noobnerd. Noobnerd the Nerdmaster.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't try to be funny ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 12 Favorite Colours:&lt;br /&gt;-Black&lt;br /&gt;-White&lt;br /&gt;-Silver&lt;br /&gt;-Grey/Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) 12 Top Friends:&lt;br /&gt;-Bryan James Leong full stop. Actually, let's also say Louis, Zhan Hao and Zayn. Probably Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 12 Favorite Movies:&lt;br /&gt;-Star Wars III&lt;br /&gt;-Harry Potter III&lt;br /&gt;-Lord of the Rings III&lt;br /&gt;-Pirates of the Carribean (Any of them)&lt;br /&gt;-High School Musical&lt;br /&gt;-The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;-The Lake House&lt;br /&gt;-Bean&lt;br /&gt;-Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;-Daddy Day Care&lt;br /&gt;-Bruce Almighty&lt;br /&gt;-Big Momma's House 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) 12 Favorite Shops:&lt;br /&gt;-Isetan&lt;br /&gt;-No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) 12 Favorite Songs:&lt;br /&gt;-Erm...Jingle Bells?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) 12 Nice Names You Like:&lt;br /&gt;-Noobnerd the Nerdmaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to do the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-2636363823716466763?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/2636363823716466763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=2636363823716466763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2636363823716466763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/2636363823716466763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-48.html' title='Quiz From Michelle&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-7389300740917150501</id><published>2006-11-28T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:44:28.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Stuff</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, November 28, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would like to say that the vast majority of bloggers are definitely teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life is good. I got tuition and I'm stuck at jian bao, cannot do. Will find a way. Not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycled from home to East Coast Park and back today. Exhausted. Did not take pictures. Wish I brought my camera. But then again, there was nothing nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going Europe. Bye bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I got a scholarship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-7389300740917150501?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/7389300740917150501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=7389300740917150501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/7389300740917150501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/7389300740917150501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-47.html' title='Holiday Stuff'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-6926332197546317840</id><published>2006-11-23T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:44:48.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Night Photography Duty</title><content type='html'>Thursday, November 23, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea people today was grad night I went there on photography duty with another 1R classmate and two 1S people. I was there from 4.30pm to 9pm...zzzzzz. Tired, but it was a fun experience. Don't have any photos as I used school camera. Yea...Thank you for not reading this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-6926332197546317840?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/6926332197546317840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=6926332197546317840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6926332197546317840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/6926332197546317840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-46.html' title='Graduation Night Photography Duty'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-5490814104103152929</id><published>2006-11-21T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:45:15.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Malaysia!</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, November 21, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi people I'm back from Malaysia but no one cares as hardly anyone reads. And anyway I did not do much in Malaysia just saw some relatives and that's that. Tuition already started for me and I'm going to Europe soon so with tuition homework and holidays I cannot find time to complete school homework...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-5490814104103152929?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/5490814104103152929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=5490814104103152929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5490814104103152929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5490814104103152929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-45.html' title='Back From Malaysia!'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-5128012427895940433</id><published>2006-11-16T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:45:40.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving For Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Thursday, November 16, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be leaving for Malaysia at 4pm today. So do not expect any posts. But no one reads anyway. That is why I see no point for a blog. Another thing-a diary is meant to write down our feelings about things right? My point---other people may get to see it online. Michelle's point---other people may find your diary (from what I interpret). My solution---use Microsoft Word to type lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-5128012427895940433?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/5128012427895940433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=5128012427895940433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5128012427895940433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/5128012427895940433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-44.html' title='Leaving For Malaysia'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116312512056243526</id><published>2006-11-10T09:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:46:19.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disadvantages of Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday, November 10, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good day to all who read. According to my observations, only four people other than myself actually read this blog. How fascinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have listed some differences between online diaries and personal diaries below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Section A---Blogging's Disadvantages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. Privacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In today's society, a large majority of bloggers are teenagers, due to the vast rate of peer influence and blogging being one of the newer activities. As most teenagers of today write freely about their opinions on others, the public can view it and share the information to people that the blogger might not want to know. Also, people who are undergoing emotional problems should have their own private time to reflect, instead of putting it on their blog, where, as I stated above, the public can see. The public has many people who do not care about other's feelings and the news can spread and become disastrous, or, if the blogger is fortunate, will remain small. Whereas with personal diaries, writers can put all their thoughts and feelings onto paper, without having to restrict what should not be written as in an online diary, and the burden on the person's mind will be lesser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Computer Problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As blogging is an online thing and requires the blogger to type in front of the computer, the amount of time spent blogging can take long hours and may worsen the condition of one's eyes. Very few people (perhaps none) may get addicted. The long hours spent on the internet also increases the chance for hackers to get past one's firewall and viruses may affect your computer. This may lead to the blogger's frustration in being unable to blog and cause an outrage. When the blog host is also malfunctioning, the same thing may occur. On the other hand, a personal diary can be used almost anytime (in private of course) without any malfuctions happening, and the chance of damagingyour eyes is very low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Reader's Comments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Most blog posts can get comments, or if the blog does not feature comments, there is a tagboard put somewhere in the blog. Now, if the blogger was suffering from some emotional problems and posted it on their blog, some readers might want to give advice. Unfortunately, most readers are other teenagers and their lack of experience and the level of maturity (not complete yet until adult) may cause their advice to be wrong. If the advice may also cause the blogger to feel even more hurt. But in a personal diary, the writer can write all his feelings down and get advice from trusted peers (other teenagers who are more mature) or elders, who may have had experiences of the same situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Social Problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If the blogger does not think twice before writing abut others, the blogger may accidentally insult others and cause a drift between another friend/person. Besides, if any racists comments are made, the public can view it and a racial riot may begin again. By writing about family problems and the inablility to get along with siblings (because they do not care, because they are so irritating), the reader may get the impression that this person cannot get along well with others due to bad upbringing in the family. And, after much observation, emotional people express their emotions by words like: I dun care, you didn't bother, I hate (someone), etc. Continued thoughts and writing about these negative words, and even more pressure from peers giving advice with the blogger being pessimistic and continuing to be heavily burdened, may cause an emotional commotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Language Use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Less blogs have this problem, fortunately. In the modern world, especially in the multi-language country like Singapore, teenage bloggers want to keep their posts short and sweet for simplicity, so there may be act-cute language, which absolutely mocks the usuage of Standard English because of the big change in the spelling of words. The continuous usage of internet slang may also affect the student's work in school, writing "noe" instead of "know". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Section B---Personal Diaries' Limitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. External Advice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If the writer is mature enough and has the ability to differentiate between good and bad advice (not easy or hard, emotional or unemotional), the personal diary will not tell anyone else about their life or problems the writer encounters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Storage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In today's society, teenagers do not bother to clean up their rooms, and may lose their diary. If someone that the reader does not want them to read reads the diary, something bad may happen. Also, the diary may become lost in the big mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116312512056243526?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116312512056243526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116312512056243526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116312512056243526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116312512056243526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-43.html' title='Disadvantages of Blogging'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116296872212025028</id><published>2006-11-08T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:47:07.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2006 Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wednesday, 8th November, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I would like to take this opportunity gladly announce that OFFICIALLY, no one reads this blog. UNOFFICIALLY, there is only one person that reads it, and that is me, so yea, but I'm not counted because I wrote it hahaha. I know long time never blog but here are so things that have happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo City:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I forgot la but a few days ago I went to Vivo City with my daddy, mummy and sis. Quite a disappointment, for its size, not single good bookstore or departmental store (Tangs not counted). Its meant for females (the clothes shops) and children (the Toys R Us &amp; the thingy in the middle like a playground). Luckily I could use the children's stuff. I know it's lame but I had no choice lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guests!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A few days ago some of my parents' friends from some marraige encounter thing came to my house and bought 5 children along with them. All of them were 9-11 years old and all were VERY NOISY (worse that Warren). AND they did not respect me. The parents wanted some time to themselves adn so I was put in charge of all the children. OMG I as about to cry. There were 4 girlsand only 1 boy. AIYOH! DIE! But anyway I prayed and I managed to entertain them by talking about anything that came to my mind. Hehe. Then I got their MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Father's Birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday my father's birthday. I bought him a can of beer LOL and I made him a card which has a lousy design lol. My mother gave him a surprise dinner by meeting up with some of my father' friends which are also ther's stepmother's relatives. I did not know most of them but one of the peple there was another 13 year old boy so I made friends with him and OMG I found another boy who actually plays Pokemon and DOES NOT play Maple. OMG. I only know those who play Maple and do not play Pokemon. Ok lame. But anyway I am not bored because I am learning a new art caled "PATIENCE" lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok that will sum up what major events have happened to me over the past few days yea byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116296872212025028?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116296872212025028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116296872212025028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116296872212025028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116296872212025028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-42.html' title='November 2006 Stuff'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116246011818757599</id><published>2006-11-02T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:02.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 41</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Loyal Sidekick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/loyal-sidekick.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you aren't the most visable one in your group...&lt;br /&gt;You're always up for a good time or conversation&lt;br /&gt;And you stick with your friends no matter what&lt;br /&gt;You may feel underappreciated - but it only seems that way!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 0% Extrovert, 100% Introvert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertorintrovertquiz/introvert.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You avoid people at all costs&lt;br /&gt;You aren't one for social interaction&lt;br /&gt;And you limit your interaction to a select few&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for self checkout!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertorintrovertquiz/"&gt;Are You An Extrovert or An Introvert?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ISTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mechanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To outsiders yous eem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116246011818757599?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116246011818757599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116246011818757599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116246011818757599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116246011818757599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-41.html' title='Post 41'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116208573663193128</id><published>2006-10-29T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:01.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 40</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/trainer%20card.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/trainer%20card.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, October 29th, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO people. This is the second time I'm writing this post cos got prob. This morning got VERY PAINFUL stomach and I spent 40 mins in toilet WL damn painful sia. And then I just went a Pokemon forum and someone made THIS for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's lame but it contains six of my favourite Pokemon! HAHAHA lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116208573663193128?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116208573663193128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116208573663193128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116208573663193128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116208573663193128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-40_116208573663193128.html' title='Post 40'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116202429702903691</id><published>2006-10-28T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:01.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 39</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 28th October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi people just got rid of a virus from my computer don't worry if you are affected you won't be reading this because the virus stopped me from using internet explorer, MSN, and all the other internet stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are too boring cos I have no one to go out with. BOOHOOHOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116202429702903691?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116202429702903691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116202429702903691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116202429702903691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116202429702903691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-39_116202429702903691.html' title='Post 39'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116195799406308627</id><published>2006-10-27T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:01.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 38</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFMv9wzf-Fk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFMv9wzf-Fk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116195799406308627?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116195799406308627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116195799406308627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116195799406308627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116195799406308627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-38.html' title='Post 38'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116184375322210961</id><published>2006-10-26T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:01.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 37</title><content type='html'>PRAISE THE LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 2nd position in class! And I prayed for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm bored. Dunno wat to post. So bored at home. After exam no one to go out with. HAIZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad a short post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116184375322210961?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116184375322210961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116184375322210961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116184375322210961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116184375322210961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-37.html' title='Post 37'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116125056123663035</id><published>2006-10-19T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:01.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 36</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 19th October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. My week sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terrible at bowling AND the other thing (how do you spell it again?). Yea. Tuesday, Wednesday, Today and tomorrow got cca. Yesterday got back some papers. Yay. Pass Chinese. A2 for Home Economics and A1 for both Maths and Science. Today also get back some stuff...Not sure about marks though =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days at cca Shalihin and his IT club friends and me have made another two episodes of the Singapore Idiot podcast. It's very funny ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow after school will go to Malaysia for my uncle birthday and only NEXT TUESDAY then come back. WAH LAU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116125056123663035?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116125056123663035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116125056123663035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116125056123663035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116125056123663035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-36.html' title='Post 36'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116089996425345716</id><published>2006-10-15T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 35</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 15th October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800: Wake up, shower.&lt;br /&gt;0830: Newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;0900: Slack.&lt;br /&gt;0930: Winx Club&lt;br /&gt;1000: American Dragon&lt;br /&gt;1100: Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;1130: Computer.&lt;br /&gt;1230: Pretty Cure.&lt;br /&gt;1300: Tuition centre.&lt;br /&gt;1500: Slack.&lt;br /&gt;1600: Computer.&lt;br /&gt;1630: Nap.&lt;br /&gt;1730: Cycle.&lt;br /&gt;1800: Computer.&lt;br /&gt;1915: Slack.&lt;br /&gt;2000: Go Eastpoint for late dinner.&lt;br /&gt;2100: Go Popular bookstore, bought nothing.&lt;br /&gt;2200: Reach home, shower.&lt;br /&gt;2300: Slack.&lt;br /&gt;0000: Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning wake up spent about 1 hour on the phone with Bryan. The starhub cable vision also suddenly got channels like Animax so I watch lor. Quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later go Orchard Road eat food. Quite good la. Then go music shop buy CD. I buy so many cd still dun have all the songs I want. Boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116089996425345716?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116089996425345716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116089996425345716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116089996425345716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116089996425345716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-35.html' title='Post 35'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116070452631348332</id><published>2006-10-13T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 34</title><content type='html'>Friday, 13th October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Exams over liao. But I didn't feel excited. So...I got down from the bus and walked home la. While walking, I thought that I not happy enough that exam over. So I force myself to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home and started shouting, yes, shouting, one of the Star Wars song. I shout very loud, press the doorbell many times, then go my mother room and kick the door open. OMG! My mother and sister still sleeping. Mum not happy cos I wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out of the room and fell to the floor laughing. Then I go bathe then come down on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watch Bryan's brother's Youtube show. SO LAME. Lame like lamer than Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE NEW POKEMON ARE NICE! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116070452631348332?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116070452631348332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116070452631348332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116070452631348332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116070452631348332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-34.html' title='Post 34'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-116018662866997170</id><published>2006-10-07T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 33</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 7th October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams die liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! Maths i never see must round up to THREE SIGNIFICANT FIGURES!!!!!! I ROUND UP TO NEAREST WHOLE NUMBER! AND SUMMARY I WRITE TOO SHORT! 70 words at first then add add add until 118!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY I WRITE TOO LITTLE! ONE QUESTION ONLY WRITE 5-6 LINES! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit my essay is crap. JUST FINISHED IN TIME. 1.5 hour only SO SHORT! They should give more time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must study hard for maths paper 1. MUST MUST MUST!!! Anyway yesterday someone tried to prank call me who on earth was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Hao has become insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-116018662866997170?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/116018662866997170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=116018662866997170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116018662866997170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/116018662866997170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-33.html' title='Post 33'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115987136936564659</id><published>2006-10-03T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 32</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 3rd October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of what happened just now. I woke my 5 year old sister from her nap by tickling. She was giggling profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a few days to find out what EOYs was. But i found it out by myself! So lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news today. The stupid ******* warren ball go shout shout shout at jit cos jit won him in chinese chess and then the Mr Sara come and banned HQ from all 1R students. (HQ is the bench beneath the staircase leading from the ampitheatre to the second floor bridge.) STUPID FREAKING WARREN. And I'm the secretary of Fulusozu! LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during homec Pearllyn told me what group I was put in. Not happy la of course. Its terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't play 'I Believe I Can Fly' on the keyboard in music class. TOOT. It sounds so nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115987136936564659?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115987136936564659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115987136936564659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115987136936564659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115987136936564659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-32.html' title='Post 32'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115977087215489273</id><published>2006-10-02T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 31</title><content type='html'>Monday, 2nd October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BRING GOOD NEWS! (to all who hate benji)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin has given up on jerrie. that means yc will have a clear path. Anyway yew chen is better. Hahaz. I'm not sure if this is true though, and i still hate benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i need help. Anti-Fuluso want Fulusozu to fire Tuck Weng but Tuck Weng doesnt want me to allow it and I don't want to betray him. So i ask the public now. Should tuck weng be fired? He has done many wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to overthrow cheekohpeh/pervert as class treasurer cos of all the things hes done i dont find him trustworthy. Anybody disagree? And who should be next class treasurer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fulusozu is temporarily disbanded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryan jordan and i will make decisions on what we will do next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115977087215489273?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115977087215489273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115977087215489273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115977087215489273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115977087215489273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-31.html' title='Post 31'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115967496224065049</id><published>2006-10-01T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 30</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 1st October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy children's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my ne of my fav. song in 1999. Paul twohill sang it in one Singapore Idol episode. He sang it badly. It's called Back At One. I couldnt find those ultra-old 1970 songs. Sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i agree with zhan hao about what benji did. This is what hao said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now because of you someone is getting humiliated. Great job. Its just a freakin cup o milo..... doesn't mean that i ask someone help me...blah blah blah go read hao's blog urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i cant stand the music on hao's blog its so weird!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115967496224065049?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115967496224065049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115967496224065049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115967496224065049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115967496224065049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/09/post-30.html' title='Post 30'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115958236175748564</id><published>2006-09-30T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 29</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 30th September, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know no one will read this. But i'm too bored. Dun wan 2 make powerpoint. Lazy. Study whole morning liao. I play maple later. Level up so slow...I can't remember what happened during the week. Only yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday zhan hao never come. So sad. casn only talk to Bryan and Louis. If talk to tuck weng he confirm irritate me. Chinese was quite boring. Lydia draw on my mirror un-interpretable stuff and Eunice took my pointer-pen, my chinese chess and something else and i didnt get them back till end of lesson. Spelling was ok la. Then next-PE. Boring. I kept running away from the ball. So scary. Recess was ok...At first sit down at canteen hear the pervert talk la. So sick. Everyone keep talking about the milo incident. I kept quiet. Then i left go HQ watch andy and jonye play chinese chess. Next was Science. Ok la. The teacher put us in group i was put with adele and jerrie. I daydreamed while i dunno what they all do la. Then later bryan tucker jordan yusuf warren louis come visit me. At diff. times la. Then they took my torchlight and my mirror go and play with it. Then later i took my pointer poke adele. Hahahaha...LAME. I couldnt hear adele talk. Whatever she was saying to me. I didnt talk to jerrie. Then later warren came and drew some crap on jerrie textbook. Then later english tuck weng and i slack and do nothing. Lame. He keep playing with my pointer. FTCT was chaos. The whole class was a market. talk talk talk. Im the only person doing CIP. touchwood. Then the mr lim give chocolate to those who got 30 for maths test. Some idiots who didnt came up and claimed they did. When i finally got mine i found out that it melted. HAIZ. its in my bag now. decomposing of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, over the week benji attempted to rape me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hes too happy over the milo thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May he die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115958236175748564?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115958236175748564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115958236175748564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115958236175748564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115958236175748564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/09/post-29.html' title='Post 29'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115700039461458576</id><published>2006-08-31T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 28</title><content type='html'>Here are some teacher's day photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K Cube fighting Zaki                                       &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02131.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rukku looks weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02152.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02139.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuck Wang is so fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02136.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02136.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mighty Mr Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02124.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan is Flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02119.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy, K Cube, Louis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02133.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zhan Hao is drinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSC02128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSC02128.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ZAMMAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115700039461458576?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115700039461458576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115700039461458576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115700039461458576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115700039461458576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/08/post-28.html' title='Post 28'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115390195759318627</id><published>2006-07-27T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 27</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 26 July, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON BEHALF OF THE FULUSOZU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to play International/Chinese Chess? Go to our bases to play. All invited, whether you know how to play or not. Just watch la. Venues: Headquarters (Under the staircase which  has no shelter), Guard Post (Near the HQ), Secret Garden (Pokemon Card playing area behind #01=05), Secret Base (Near the gym), Assault Camp (Near library lockers) and VERY RARELY...Conference Centre (Near D&amp;T room, not used because some group of 1R students have already occupied it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need more players! Even those who say Fulusozu is SUPER LAME come to watch sometimes-Warren. Always come and play. Need proof? Ask other boys la. Even the Malay boys also come and watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115390195759318627?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115390195759318627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115390195759318627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115390195759318627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115390195759318627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-27.html' title='Post 27'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115224847821311898</id><published>2006-07-07T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 26</title><content type='html'>Friday, 7th July, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one reads this blog man. Poor Zhan Hao blog. Die liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad. And I hit Benjamin yesterday. Oops. I feel very bad lor. But was he faking?&lt;br /&gt;Who cares anyway. Choco day really sux. Sell so hard. Luckily only sell two bags. I wanna kill my blog. Like Zhan Hao. Anyway, Fulusozu members have increased...Anybody wants to join?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115224847821311898?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115224847821311898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115224847821311898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115224847821311898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115224847821311898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-26.html' title='Post 26'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115172794315770566</id><published>2006-07-01T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:53:00.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 25</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 1 July, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry never update. But no one reads anyway. Lol. I miss Eddie Tan teach Alive lor. The new SLA and her magic finger treats us like children lor. Eddie Tan tell story very nice. Complain about unreasonable parents and cooperative parents. SO cool. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna put in photos of my holidays. Very troublesome. Haha. So lazy. I miss Mrs Ho even if she gender biased. All the 'moron' and all that la. The new English teacher is quite ok though. History seems nice so far. Hope it's easy. And the Miss Lee become more strict already. Not happy. I already gave the script which I edited EIGHT times to her. Yay! First group! And Mr Lim as blur as usual la. I;m the one that starts singing but Tuck Weng sing louder. So Kah Keng and Andy complain and Tuck Weng push the blame to Bryan. And I'm safe. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chocolate Day shirt so big lor. Even small size so big. Wah lau. They should give smaller ones. EXTRA SMALL. And the photo club ask us to take pic during photo day. Damn them la! How to take and sell? And many more stupid things like ANOTHER script and some visual diary for photo club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Homec teachers-both of them, seem ok. But my friends and I have gotten into trouble with both before. Mdm Farizah caught us having umbrella fight and the other one scold us for playing Pokemon cards and Gameboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Two more members have joined the Fulusozu---Lo and Jo (Louis and Jordan). But Jordan quite hot-tempered and go TARF club. By the way, Bryan is Fu, Tuck Weng is Lu, I am So and Zayn is Zu. I'm the leader la. Duh. The NERDIEST/GEEKIEST/LAMEST/MOST RETARDED. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go national library go borrow more books. Hail, King Arthur! Bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115172794315770566?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115172794315770566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115172794315770566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115172794315770566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115172794315770566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-25.html' title='Post 25'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115016820956470897</id><published>2006-06-13T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 24</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 13 June, 2006&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I will be going to Japan in a few days time. No time to do homework la. And the photography club expect us to take pictures-I dunno what to take, so I anyhow take lor. These are a few photos...&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/Extra%201%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/Extra%201%20024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Bedok Reservoir, Singapore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/Extra%201%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/Extra%201%20036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; My Home, Singapore, LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115016820956470897?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115016820956470897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115016820956470897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115016820956470897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115016820956470897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-24.html' title='Post 24'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115016764398502877</id><published>2006-06-13T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 23</title><content type='html'>YES! I managed to put in photos! So happy. But my latest holiday photos not ready...I decided to put in photos of some places my father and I have been to before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSCN0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSCN0901.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Istanbul, Turkey&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSCN0756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSCN0756.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hong Kong SAR, China&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/100_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/100_0178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSCN0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSCN0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seattle, USA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSCN0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/DSCN0547.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Perth, Australia&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/For%20Josh%202%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/320/For%20Josh%202%20069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fukuoka, Japan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find more photos. Most of them are lost...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115016764398502877?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115016764398502877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115016764398502877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115016764398502877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115016764398502877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-23.html' title='Post 23'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115016654183115332</id><published>2006-06-13T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/1600/DSCN0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7681/2923/400/DSCN0864.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is just a picture from Rome. Taken last year. Experimenting with photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115016654183115332?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115016654183115332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115016654183115332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115016654183115332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115016654183115332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-22.html' title='Post 22'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-115007826996486528</id><published>2006-06-12T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 21</title><content type='html'>Monday, 12 June, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Just came back from Australia. I'm dunno how to use that Photobucket lor. How ah? My father and I took many nice photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-115007826996486528?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/115007826996486528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=115007826996486528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115007826996486528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/115007826996486528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-21.html' title='Post 21'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114964643583470257</id><published>2006-06-07T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 20</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 7 June, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Tonight leaving for Australia. Sux. I hate going overseas. I prefer to stay at home in Singapore. More fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, everybody blog dying lor. And I have nothing to update-everyday is the same-Gameboy, computer, TV, newspaper, storybook, mother scold, sister fight, father work, dog sleep, maid clean, homework, tuition work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lead a boring life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114964643583470257?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114964643583470257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114964643583470257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114964643583470257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114964643583470257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-20.html' title='Post 20'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114957148238186178</id><published>2006-06-06T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 19</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 6 June, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be updating for some time as I am going on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114957148238186178?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114957148238186178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114957148238186178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114957148238186178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114957148238186178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-19.html' title='Post 19'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114923480142740738</id><published>2006-06-02T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 18</title><content type='html'>Friday, 2 June, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Erm. Just watched X Men 3. Nice. Very nice. You should watch it. Even though I do not know a single thing about X men. It's nice. But Star Wars still better. Gtg bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114923480142740738?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114923480142740738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114923480142740738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114923480142740738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114923480142740738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-18.html' title='Post 18'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114906071553314655</id><published>2006-05-31T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 17</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 31 May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I had a stomach pain at about 4 am. My mother came to comfort me. And when I wake up, she pressures me with work. What kind of mother is that?! Well, these days, my parents and I have been arguing a lot. Long discussions. Heated arguments. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of stress with the projects, due to the tight schedule. I even leashed out my anger on poor and innocent Tuck Weng. Sincere apologies and thanks for the listening ear, duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every holiday, my family will travel to several places, as my father works in Singapore Airlines-Staff Travel, ticket discounts. I really get stressed up with holidays-too much can kill you. Twice per year is fine, but this is getting out of hand. Last year, end of year la, we went to Hong Kong (China), Rome (Italy), Malaysia and Brisbane (Australia). There was prob with the plane on the way back so have to go to Istanbul  (Turkey). Wtf. My grandfather in Malaysia also died last year. A day before Christmas. Or two days before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, because of more STUPID holidays, the time for doing project is less. So I protested against my parents. I know I'm weird, not wanting to go for these kind of things. But for me, ask me to choose Botanical Gardens and Sentosa and I will choose Botanical Gardens. I'd rather stay in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good talk with my parents, especially my father. He gave me some good advice like looking at oneself before blaming others. I also learnt something else that he did not say, but I realised it from my own experience. When someone admits their mistake or find out what they have done wrong, never ever scold them further or praise them. Do not even strongly agree with them. Just a slight nod or something that is a vague form of agreement will do. Or stay silent and let them continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While arguing, never loose your temper and shout unless you cannot control it anymore. The best you can do is take the other's words not so seriously in order to remain calm or do not get offended by it. Or try counting, it really helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid saying this. But I'm undergoing a fair bit of pressure now, it's after exam and my mother still giving me tons of homework. ****. I wish I had an easier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a different literature group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scolded Bryan on the things he did that eventually got me stuck in this all boys group. I spoke about it with several people, especially Tuck Weng. Poor Tuck Weng, having to listen to me so much. Lol. But he deserves it, he needs a taste of his own medicine. After all, he is extremely irritating. No offence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114906071553314655?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114906071553314655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114906071553314655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114906071553314655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114906071553314655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-17.html' title='Post 17'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114895563728244606</id><published>2006-05-30T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:59.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 16</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 30 May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been sad times and happy times for different people. I haven't been updating because I have been writing script for Literature and researching some Star Wars stuff and trying to decide how Tuck Weng &amp;amp; Anura will fight in the drama.&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;Infocomm (Photography) was extremely short, 45 minutes only, so I walked home, got myself drenched of sweat, and my Pokemon card was spoiled. But never mind. My family went to watch Over The Hedge in the GV Tampines cinema. Quite a short movie, but nonetheless, delightful. It has been months since I went to Tampines Mall, but basically, everything is the same to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;I already talked about Saturday in my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;Yesterday was the day I had fun at home. My mother went out to Orchard Road and I spent 3 hours on the computer. Haha. I did some research on Star Wars, trying to figure out how Tuck Weng's fighting style would be like. Later in the afternoon, I went to Tuck Weng's house and we decided-a pathetic style in which he will be putting a lot of effort. And nothing happens. At night, I finished my dinner in 15 mins, and from 8pm to 10pm, I typed out the entire script from scratch. Everything in the script is ready except for some small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been scanning through people's blog due to the lack of time, reading thoroughly only when necessary. Nothing much, except that Zhan Hao should update more. His post are quite good. Mine are worth not more than mere dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114895563728244606?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114895563728244606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114895563728244606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114895563728244606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114895563728244606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-16_29.html' title='Post 16'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114874194079638980</id><published>2006-05-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 15</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 27 May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored. My father just wasted money buying a new car. And I got a new bicycle! After using the tiny one I had since I was 6 until now. After exam, my mummy still wants me to do stupid assement books. Non-stop. And it seems thatI have the "responsibility of keeping Zhan Hao's blog alive. Zhan Hao tagboard's survival, to a great degree, my success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I'm Charlotte. Now, that's stupid. For the whole day I was online, I just kept telling people one thing: im bored. That's probably how I greeted everyone. They must be pissed off, so, sorry. Since my parents are out, and its 10:44pm now, after checking the Chinese-English Dictionary for the meaning of about 30 words, I played my Kirby on Gameboy trying to master something...hehe. Nothing better to do. My sister was playing some computer game that I LOVE when I was young and now, I can complete the whole game in 10 mins. But 20 mins has passed and instead of finishing the game, she spoiled the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned off the main switch and turned the com on again and got her to bathe. And I took control of the com. Haha. I so evil man. But honestly, my sister promised to go off when I said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, my whole family went to the Central Library. The selection of books were so wide that I spent hours there walking around and around and around and around and around browsing through the books. I even went to look in the kiddy section for some 2 Star Wars books, which I just completed at about 9pm. This morning Pokemon show was great man. I'm gonna talk about it in the next paragraph, so you might want to skip it, or read for a lame thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er. The Pikachu said "CHU!" and everyone died. The end. Haha. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Pokemon timing has been changed from 10:30am to 11am, to make way for Jimmy Neutron. Not bad. Not bad at all. Ok...This is the first time I posted such a long post because I have nothing better to do. I'm too lame to talk to anybody on MSN. No one listens to the 3rd in class anyway. It's been like that since Primary One. Top 10 makes you unpopular---this applies to me only, since I was 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm reminising or reminicing wateva. How to spell ah? Since the start of this year, my England keep going down the drain, not powderful anymore. Not fair, last time I used to be pro. Now I lousy. Look! Grammar error in last sentence. Aiya...Nvm. Not important. Oh s***. My parents coming back in half an hour. They actually do not allow me to blog, so I sneak in. Ok, going to give my sister some medicine now, she's sick. I hope not HFMD. Choi. Touchwood. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114874194079638980?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114874194079638980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114874194079638980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114874194079638980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114874194079638980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-15.html' title='Post 15'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114863506184683895</id><published>2006-05-26T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 14</title><content type='html'>Friday, 26 May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Today got results back! 3rd position in class. 24th in whole level! But still not happy. I wanted to get 2nd at least. Boohoo. And to all those people who did not get satisfactory results, try harder next time, it's not the end of the world. Sigh. Will be away on holiday from 8th June to 12th June and 19th June to 24th June, so may not be updating and/or tagging. Oh no. My GameBoy Advance battery kosong. Dammit la. BB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114863506184683895?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114863506184683895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114863506184683895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114863506184683895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114863506184683895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-14.html' title='Post 14'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114837397266187246</id><published>2006-05-23T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 13</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 23rd May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAILY AFTERNOON SPECIAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened today. Firstly, Louis and me kept laughing throughout Chinese lesson. And the Geography teacher had verbal diarrhoea. She told us "stories". Wonderful, but nevertheless, boring. Then I got in a stupid Literature group---all boys. Before teacher put us into groups, I was trying to negotiate to get not all boys, Tuck Weng and I have MANY MANY MANY reasons. We wanted to make a parody out of a movie which requires a dumb female role. And now, all because no one listened to me, we had to come up with a new idea, and it's fantastic!!! So, actually, all boys is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA is soooooooooooo fun. Infocomm Club ended at 4pm. And we had lots of fun there. Other than that, there's nothing much. A lot of things happened---NOTHING!!! Hahaz. Ok I'm sooooooo lame. BB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114837397266187246?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114837397266187246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114837397266187246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114837397266187246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114837397266187246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-13.html' title='Post 13'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114795941643167423</id><published>2006-05-18T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 12</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 18th May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKNIGHT POST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rushing through this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a holiday. And me mam wants me to do work. Dammit. Have been very bored today. No one to talk to online. It is dumb. Very dumb. Very...Sigh. Please, more people come and talk to me online or tag la. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114795941643167423?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114795941643167423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114795941643167423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114795941643167423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114795941643167423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-12.html' title='Post 12'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114784601128057126</id><published>2006-05-17T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 11</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 17th May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAILY AFTERNOON NEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not post yesterday as I was busy at school with the phtoto taking blah blah blah. Yesterday was wonderful (sarcastic). I was painting outside the art room near the door when some people opened it and I accidentally painted the door white. When Adele and Aishah tried to clean it, it became worse. Luckily the teacher did not scold me. Hehe...Zhan Hao and I also kept singing "Tucker like Banana" which means: Tuck Weng likes Benetta. Everyone that walked past us heard it. It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was atrocious. Preposterous. Many people failed badly in Chinese. I got a borderline pass for Literature (when I'm suppossed to be terrific at it) because I wrote out of point. Science and Geography were much better for me, but probably not enough to cover up for the former two. But I'm very happy I'm top in Geog!!! Miss Chua was very angry by the end of the lesson today. I do not know why. I just found two people being scolded for some reason which I also do not know and...Nvm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114784601128057126?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114784601128057126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114784601128057126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114784601128057126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114784601128057126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-11.html' title='Post 11'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114767502451946700</id><published>2006-05-15T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 10</title><content type='html'>Monday, 15th May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAILY AFTERNOON NEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just came back from school. I walked so slowly back from the bus stop that i managed to see bus 14 go past (I took 10). Today was so terrible, but not as terrible as it could have been. About the Green Scavenger Race at school...Ask others. I do not want to offend the school. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is very short, because I do not want to talk about today's event or talk about Bryan and his Pokemon cards, which are so powerful (according to Tucker) that I do not want to even talk about it. I know my posts are boring, you have to make me angry in order to bring out some "powderful England" (powerful English)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114767502451946700?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114767502451946700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114767502451946700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114767502451946700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114767502451946700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-10.html' title='Post 10'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114761567013730372</id><published>2006-05-14T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 9</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 14th May, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY NIGHT SPECIAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. A happy mother's night to all the mothers out there. Today, I made my mum a terrible mother's day powerpoint and I helped my sister make a card. Wow. That's so lame. This weekend has been SOOOOOOOOOOOOO boring. I was like spending an hour looking for a certain Pokemon in the Gameboy to no avail-what a waste of time. Last night, I watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which was more like a comedy rather than a musical. Sigh. Other people's blogs are dead. Hardly any alive. And some are so hard to understand. Sigh. Ok, tomorrow will be a terrible Green Scavenger Race-I dunno what to bring!!! Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114761567013730372?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114761567013730372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114761567013730372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114761567013730372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114761567013730372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-9.html' title='Post 9'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114751077323738195</id><published>2006-05-13T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:58.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 8</title><content type='html'>I'm rushing through this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy my friends left a day earlier. Woohoo! And I got my Gameboy back from Tuck Weng. So happy. Last night eat at Orchard Road. Yums. Sigh. Nothing to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114751077323738195?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114751077323738195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114751077323738195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114751077323738195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114751077323738195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-8.html' title='Post 8'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114741893863830008</id><published>2006-05-12T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:57.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 7</title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public holiday so boring. This morning, I went to East Coast Park and cycled from one end to another and back again. The golf course looked so nice. I wish I brought my camera there. Sigh. There were so many people falling down while rollerblading. I couldn't help. Number one, I was using a bicycle that I had since I was 6. Number two, there were so many people walking on the cycling track that I had to stop so many times. Number three, my brakes ALWAYS make a loud noise whenever I try to brake, so no point stopping. So, whenever I stop, I have to crash into something or else my shoes will get wear and tear, which I normally do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Good thing the friends staying with me will be leaving tomorrow. I won't miss them a bit. Sigh. Sigh................................................Sigh.............................................WAAAAAAAAAAH!!! MY FRIEND WET MY BATHROOM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114741893863830008?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114741893863830008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114741893863830008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114741893863830008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114741893863830008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-7_12.html' title='Post 7'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114725782451109330</id><published>2006-05-10T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:57.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 6</title><content type='html'>Yo all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a nerd who thinks studying is NOT boring. But I'm happy exams are over! I just used my free time to finish up a 740 slide powerpoint slideshow. It is so funny AND lame. While everyone is going shopping or anywhere, I stay at home and relax. Relaxation is good for health man! My two friends living with me will be leaving on the 14th! So happy! But on MSN, no one wants to chat with me, so I keep on sighing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate vulgarities. Now, after exam, everybody so happy until they say so many vulgar words. It's like a drug. Lol! I took out ALL my Poke--------okay...maybe not that...But anyway, I am not looking foward to the post exam activities. They're really dumb you know. Sigh. My powerpoint too big to send to anyone through email. It's really dumb. The Maths exams were generally easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Mother wants me to go. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114725782451109330?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114725782451109330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114725782451109330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114725782451109330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114725782451109330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-6.html' title='Post 6'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114714243216198412</id><published>2006-05-09T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:57.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 5</title><content type='html'>Hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet no one reads this blog. It is too boring. But anyway, this is for those who read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my friend Tuck Weng did something intolerable on several blogs. He used my name to tag something saying that I like *blah* but i actually do &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;like *blah*. Luckily I managed to find out that it was Tuck Weng who did it and I managed to correct it. This is dumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Design &amp;amp; Technology test was a horror, yes, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HORROR. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think I got a lot wrong. Left a few blank, and anyhow did majority of the questions. Hope that I won't fail. It will be terrible. Sigh...Nothing else to update. Except that my friends are still irritating. And I realised that not everyone has linked me yet...No one wants to anyway, I am too nerdy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114714243216198412?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114714243216198412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114714243216198412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114714243216198412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114714243216198412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-5.html' title='Post 5'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27715372.post-114706996452987906</id><published>2006-05-08T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:52:57.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post 4</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two friends are staying with me for two months since March because his parents went to America for a short while. The older brother is in Saint Patrick's and looks at inappopriate content for little boys. He is the same age as me. He keeps fighting with his twelve year old brother who is exempted from Chinese beacause he has dyslexia. Both are very annoying and irritating and can never stop fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am very grateful to my sister. Before they came, she was terrible. Now, she is an angel. Cannot wait for my friends to leave...On 14th May. Please pray for me. I am going to die out of stress from these two troublemakers. They even have the "respect" to fight in front of my parents and their grandparents over the dining table and never get their work done. The little brother takes three days to complete writing compositions. I wonder how long he took in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me. But I can help myself actually...Haha. Lame. Good luck in exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.thisisverydumb.blogspot.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27715372-114706996452987906?l=noobnerds-column.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/feeds/114706996452987906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27715372&amp;postID=114706996452987906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114706996452987906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27715372/posts/default/114706996452987906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noobnerds-column.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-4.html' title='Post 4'/><author><name>Noobnerd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05168468493882296663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdfZnTeTHGg/SuKYUEMnpLI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/o-mgib5EVQI/S220/200px-ToadMP8.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
