<?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-5110242776441055559</id><updated>2011-12-27T15:06:13.120-08:00</updated><category term='homework'/><category term='mood'/><category term='fuck'/><category term='suck'/><category term='random'/><category term='god'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='song'/><category term='bored'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='fail'/><category term='project'/><category term='happy'/><category term='school'/><category term='overrated'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='love'/><category term='regina spektor'/><category term='overated'/><category term='album'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='serious'/><category term='singers'/><title type='text'>The snail who love chapsticks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-586821929642994678</id><published>2009-08-12T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:50:34.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 13 ; Sad.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked across an empty land&lt;br /&gt;I knew the pathway like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;I felt the earth beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the river and it made me complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a fallen tree&lt;br /&gt;I felt the branches of it looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the place we used to love?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have a minute why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh simple thing where have you gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old and I need something to rely on&lt;br /&gt;So tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you have a minute why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 220%;"&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 310%;"&gt;So why don't we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 350%;"&gt;Somewhere only we know?         &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-586821929642994678?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/586821929642994678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=586821929642994678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/586821929642994678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/586821929642994678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/08/august-13-sad.html' title='August 13 ; Sad.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7776863821509270931</id><published>2009-08-09T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:47:17.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 9 ; Okay lah.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah. I think I need to do some SRS blogging. Anyway, if you know me well enough, you would be able to guess what excuse I will be able to come up with for not blogging : I've been busy! Hehe. Two weeks till Alice finals, crraaaap SDMA argh, and then N.E.mation. DREAMWORKS, WOOHOO! Okay lah. Maybe I am not that busy...but if I say I am not busy, and I don't blog, I will feel guilty one you know! Soo..what to blog. Actually hor. I've got a lot to blog about, a lot of idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that I forgot what I wanted to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first. Life was like, well. Again and again? Everything was on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bird and the Bee - Again and again&lt;br /&gt;Again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;Do it again&lt;br /&gt;Do it again&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame, it's a shame&lt;br /&gt;It's a perfect shame&lt;br /&gt;Creep under my door and we do it again, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy and easy and easy and easy&lt;br /&gt;And creepy and creepy and creepy, oh&lt;br /&gt;Again, again, again, again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;Do it again&lt;br /&gt;Do it again&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then it because *worst*. It because so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Avril Lavigne - Complicated&lt;br /&gt;I like you the way you are&lt;br /&gt;When we're driving in your car&lt;br /&gt;And you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;One on one&lt;br /&gt;But you become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody else&lt;br /&gt;'Round everyone else&lt;br /&gt;Watchin' your back&lt;br /&gt;Like you can't relax&lt;br /&gt;You're tryin' to be cool&lt;br /&gt;You look like a fool&lt;br /&gt;To me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you're&lt;br /&gt;Acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this, you...&lt;br /&gt;you fall and you crawl&lt;br /&gt;And you break and you take&lt;br /&gt;What you get and you turn it into&lt;br /&gt;Honesty Promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just could not believe you had to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do all these&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink - I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;i still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;it's like&lt;br /&gt;one of those bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;when you can't wake up&lt;br /&gt;it's like you've given up&lt;br /&gt;you've had enough&lt;br /&gt;bu i want more&lt;br /&gt;no i wont stop&lt;br /&gt;cos i just know&lt;br /&gt;you'll come around, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;when you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;i won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;you said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;no i don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;when you say you don't need me any more&lt;br /&gt;so don't pretend to not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just don't stand there and watch me fall&lt;br /&gt;cos i, cos i still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;it's like way we fight&lt;br /&gt;the times i cry&lt;br /&gt;we come to blows and every night&lt;br /&gt;the passion's there so it's gotta be right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;when you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;i won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;you said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;no i don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;when you say you don't need me any more&lt;br /&gt;so don't pretend to not love me any more&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe you         &lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked myself if this was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the end&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;David J Franco &amp;amp; Hayley Chipman - The end&lt;br /&gt;You brought the rain and shine into my life&lt;br /&gt;I know you got to leave, but I'm not surprised&lt;br /&gt;What's the use? Any way, I lose. And there's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the truth? (Yeah, I do...)&lt;br /&gt;I'm already missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is this really worth saving?&lt;br /&gt;If this can't work anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can see you don't believe, so you'll pack up and leave&lt;br /&gt;I can't change it...&lt;br /&gt;This is just the way it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I realized that everything was just going down hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Avril Lavigne - My happy ending&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know that you were there,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for acting like you care,&lt;br /&gt;And making me feel like I was the only one,&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know we had it all,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for watching as I fall,&lt;br /&gt;And letting me know we were done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was everything,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I wanted,&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be but we lost it,&lt;br /&gt;Now all the memories so close to me just fade away,&lt;br /&gt;All this time you were pretending,&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending,&lt;br /&gt;You were everything,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I wanted,&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be,&lt;br /&gt;But we lost it,&lt;br /&gt;Now all the memories so close to me just fade away,&lt;br /&gt;All this time you were pretending,&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending,&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...         &lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ever since you've left. You've left me so confused. I could not do anything but to think of you , because I know you would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; return again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Katy Perry - Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Comparisons are easily turned&lt;br /&gt;Once you've had a taste of perfection&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple hanging from a tree&lt;br /&gt;I picked the ripest one&lt;br /&gt;I still got the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said move on&lt;br /&gt;Where do I go&lt;br /&gt;I guess second best&lt;br /&gt;Is all I will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;br /&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like an Indian summer&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of winter&lt;br /&gt;Like a hard candy&lt;br /&gt;With a surprise center&lt;br /&gt;How do I get better&lt;br /&gt;Once I've had the best&lt;br /&gt;You said there's&lt;br /&gt;Tons of fish in the water&lt;br /&gt;So the waters I will test&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized without you my life would never be complete again, but what could I do? You've already left.&lt;br /&gt;It was time to accept reality, I tried to. I really did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Rachel Yamagata - Elephants&lt;br /&gt;If the elephants have past lives, yet are destined to always remember,&lt;br /&gt;it's no wonder how they scream,&lt;br /&gt;like you and I, they must have some temper.&lt;br /&gt;And I am dreaming of them on the plains, dirtying up their beds,&lt;br /&gt;watching for some kind of rain to cool their hot heads.&lt;br /&gt;And how dare that you send me that card when I'm doing all that I can do.&lt;br /&gt;You are forcing me to remember when all I want is to just forget you.&lt;br /&gt;If the tiger shall protect her young, then tell me how did you slip by.&lt;br /&gt;All my instincts have failed me for once -- I must have somehow slept the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am dreaming of them with their kill, tearing it all apart,&lt;br /&gt;blood dripping from their lips, and teeth sinking in too hard.&lt;br /&gt;And how dare that you say you will call, when you know I need some peace of mind..&lt;br /&gt;If you had to take sides with the animals, won't you do it with one who is kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the hawks in the trees need the dead, if you're living you don't stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;You can lie there and say you are fed, but there are only two ends to this dance.&lt;br /&gt;You can flee with your wounds just in time, or lie there as he feeds,&lt;br /&gt;watching yourself ripped to shreds and laughing as you bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you falling in love, keep it kind, keep it good, keep it right. &lt;br /&gt;Throw yourself in the midst of danger, but keep one eye open at night.         &lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I just c&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ould not&lt;/span&gt; get over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Christina Aguilera - Hurt&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;You told me how proud you were, but I walked away&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna call you&lt;br /&gt;But I know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to these rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one more day&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you how much that I've missed you&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been away&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;It's so out of line&lt;br /&gt;To try and turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything I just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you         &lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what can I possibly do now? Pretend that you're not, and will never be in my life again? Pretend that I am over you? Pretend that I am not thinking of you, and never will? Well. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever was ever so happy is now filled with so much sadness. What used to be a funhouse is now full of nothing but evil clowns, nothing but EVIL CLOWNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Pink - Funhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;I dance around this empty house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Tear us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Throw you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Screaming down the halls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Spinning all around and now we fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Pictures framing up the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Your taunting smirk behind the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; This museum full of ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Once a tickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Now a rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; This used to be a funhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; It's time to start the countdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'm gonna burn it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; 9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Echoes knocking on locked doors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; All the laughter from before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'd rather live out on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Than in this haunted memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I've called the movers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Called the maids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; We'll try to exorcise this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Drag my mattress to the yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Crumble tumble house of cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; This used to be a funhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; It's time to start the countdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'm gonna burn it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; 9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Oh, I'm crawling through the doggy door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; My key don't fit my life no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'll change the drapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'll break the plates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'll find a new place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; Burn this fucker down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dodo do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dodo do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dodo do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dadadada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dodo do (9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dodo do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dodo do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; do do do do dodo doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; This used to be a funhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; It's time to start the countdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; I'm gonna burn it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; This used to be a funhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;But now it's full of evil clowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;It's time to start the countdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I'm gonna burn it down down down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 220%;"&gt;I'm gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;burn it down         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7776863821509270931?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7776863821509270931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7776863821509270931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7776863821509270931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7776863821509270931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/08/august-9-okay-lah.html' title='August 9 ; Okay lah.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-2899301615891197686</id><published>2009-08-08T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:41:26.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 9 ; 17 more days!</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Just to update you. I have a working phone now. So yeah, you can SMS me now and I'll receive it. Its so depressing to know I've only received one SMS ever since my phone became...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I forgot what I wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-2899301615891197686?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/2899301615891197686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=2899301615891197686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2899301615891197686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2899301615891197686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/08/august-9-17-more-days.html' title='August 9 ; 17 more days!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3454356467433187954</id><published>2009-08-05T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:24:33.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 5 ; YAY.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! I have good news! Well, two piece of good news, to eb eact. You know Alice in action? THe competition? Yeah. I GOT INTO THE FINALS...or was it semi finals..quater finals, semi semi semi finals, yeah okay. Whatever. I only know it got selected for the next round. The next is...DRUMROLL PLEASE! MR TAN ACCEPTED OUR STORYBOARD. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. *throw confetti all around room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3454356467433187954?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3454356467433187954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3454356467433187954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3454356467433187954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3454356467433187954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/08/august-5-yay.html' title='August 5 ; YAY.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-5952599694856944751</id><published>2009-07-31T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:18:49.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 31 ; My (old) goal.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Know how you have goals but you keep changing them every year? Yup. Though it would be funny to write them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 3-5 - Be a giant. I used to have this theory that giants actually controlled the world.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 6 - Watch tellytubbies all day. What is better than tellytubbies?&lt;br /&gt;When I was 7 - BE A POKEMON MASTER! Gotta catch 'em all.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 8 - Wanted to be a scientist. I thought mixing chemicals and creating explosion would be fun(sign of too much cartoons), until I really learned science.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 9 - Teacher? Well, my teacher was really fun so I thought it would be fun to be a teacher. I am so naive!&lt;br /&gt;When I was 10&amp;11 - A mathematician. I thought I was the first to invent the cube. Argh, until I learned that it had already been invented.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 12 - Pass my PSLE, and get a &lt;s&gt;powderful&lt;/s&gt; powerful cleric/bishop in Maplestory.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 13 - Stop being an anti social. I've figured it was time to face reality. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;14! - Work in Pixar, Dreamworks or Disney. I want to create kick-ass CG/3D animations. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to my pants they all were not made up okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-5952599694856944751?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/5952599694856944751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=5952599694856944751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5952599694856944751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5952599694856944751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/07/july-31-my-old-goal.html' title='July 31 ; My (old) goal.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8452645328117390906</id><published>2009-07-31T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:52:50.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 7 ; Last day of July!</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. It has been a few days since I've last blogged! Hehe. So hmm. What to blog about. Oh yeah. I've changed my blog skin! When I went to Neko's blog I saw her blog skin and was like whoahxzxzxz. I've been looking for a blogskin like that. Well, not saying my current blogskins suck but uhm its just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not mobile safari compatible.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not mobile safari compatible.&lt;br /&gt;3. Not mobile safari compatible.&lt;br /&gt;4. Not mobile safari compatible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;The blogskin was originally pink, or well, based on the pink colour. There was no other colour scheme. Err. Okay, there was, blakc colour but it was about wonder girls. Don't really like wonder girls(oops?) so I had to spend like one hour to change all the colours, was really slow. Haha. The icons were all about (pink)cupcakes...went to google for some nice animals icons. Did a little editing in photoshop for the icons(adding border and outline). really like some of the icons! Hehe. Okay. I don't knwo what to blog. Really. Maybe I will stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8452645328117390906?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8452645328117390906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8452645328117390906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8452645328117390906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8452645328117390906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/07/july-7-last-day-of-july.html' title='July 7 ; Last day of July!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6524464144984565618</id><published>2009-07-26T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:18:09.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 26 ; Summary. Only a summary. Yes. A summary. Just a summary.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I've not really seen you since (7+1+1) days. Okay, since I don't know why, whenever I think of typing long blog posts, I just tell myself ,'ah crap, lets just blog tomorrow, okay?' Yes. So that was what happened for the past (7+1+1) days.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I'll be trying my /very/ best to sleep before 12 MN. I need the sleep Mhm. Its 10.16 pm, 1 hours and 44 more minutes more till I sleep! Like what the had said, this post is only a summary, of well, things you've missed for the past (7+1+1) days in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am going to seriously seriously put in my seriously best seriously effort to learn 3D.&lt;br /&gt;2. My goal is to uhm..what is my goal again?&lt;br /&gt;3. I finally updated my DeviantArt account.&lt;br /&gt;4. And I am also finally done with Alice. Hope I win something.&lt;br /&gt;5. Over 1.5k tweets. YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;2. Oh yeah. I wanna work in a big big 3D animation studio. Maybe Pixar, Dreamworks...or EA games? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;6. Nothing else, really.&lt;br /&gt;7. Might go into hiatus mode for blog. But I doubt I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6524464144984565618?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6524464144984565618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6524464144984565618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6524464144984565618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6524464144984565618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/07/july-26-summary-only-summary-yes.html' title='July 26 ; Summary. Only a summary. Yes. A summary. Just a summary.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3364677841973377435</id><published>2009-07-17T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:14:40.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 18 ; IE6 MUST DIE! DIE! DIE! *chants*</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, &lt;u&gt;hi&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;b&gt;hello&lt;/b&gt;. Today, after school, I went &lt;s&gt;to&lt;/s&gt; for CCA to think of the Alice in action's storyboard. Its not like I &lt;b&gt;want&lt;s&gt;ed&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to do it....okay, &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; I &lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt; to do it but now I &lt;b&gt;already&lt;/b&gt; have &lt;b&gt;SDMA&lt;/b&gt; ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;u&gt;to&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maybe&lt;/u&gt; I should &lt;i&gt;sleep&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit : I &lt;u&gt;baked&lt;/u&gt; a pie today for &lt;i&gt;Home Ec&lt;/i&gt; class. Okay. Maybe its &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; a pie...its a crumble..&lt;b&gt;apple&lt;/b&gt; crumble. But what is the &lt;i&gt;difference&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Syakira&lt;/b&gt; was a great &lt;u&gt;Home Ec&lt;/u&gt; partner...even &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; our &lt;s&gt;pies&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;apple&lt;/b&gt; crumble was a &lt;u&gt;little&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;burnt&lt;/i&gt;. It was &lt;b&gt;awesome!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Also,&lt;/b&gt; today, some people &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;, I don't &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;b&gt;point&lt;/b&gt; finger lah, so I shall only say &lt;u&gt;Glynnis&lt;/u&gt;Yen&lt;u&gt;Ting&lt;/u&gt;And&lt;u&gt;Edward&lt;/u&gt;Followed&lt;u&gt;By&lt;/u&gt;The&lt;u&gt;Others&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;b&gt;sabotaged&lt;/b&gt; me to be the &lt;u&gt;Home Ec&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;rep&lt;/b&gt;resentative. &lt;u&gt;Ugh.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3364677841973377435?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3364677841973377435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3364677841973377435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3364677841973377435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3364677841973377435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/07/july-18-ie6-must-die-die-die-chants.html' title='July 18 ; IE6 MUST DIE! DIE! DIE! *chants*'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4787581738616531755</id><published>2009-07-16T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:27:18.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 17 ; Eet.</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Heya&lt;/span&gt;! How have you been? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know why have I not posted for so many days. Okay. Maybe its a week plus a few days. I don't know. Lazy to count. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mhm&lt;/span&gt;. You know. I've been busy with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; stuff recently. Its always sleep and homework when I reach home! No times for games! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nooooooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. I think no one really cares what happens everyday in school. That is as boring as school Boring. Down right boring. I don't want a boring blog! So we..sorry..I mean..I need to change! So now, I guess its less 'what happened in school today' and more of my personal thoughts and stuff...that is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting happened in school today beside the fact that I wore someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; uniform to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This. That. Him. Her. Did this. Said that. So much drama! Well yeah. 2009 was a year full of shocking stuff. Both shitty and good.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most recent one was well, shocking. Or maybe not. Since I only know one side of the whole story/situation. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gah&lt;/span&gt;. I can so..hmmm..relate to this I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you only hear things from one party, and you just believe everything the party say, ignoring/ not knowing what the other party has to say? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;? Thinking about this makes me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish someone can come up to me, and explain everything. Why did it happen, how did it happen? Why must it happen this way? Could this all had never ever happened? Hm? I really wonder what would wonder now if we were all still together, happily, but I think it will never happen again? No?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will. I really hope so. Sigh. Who knew things would turn out to be like this. Life is so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop listening to Leigh Nash's Ocean size love. I don't know why. Was it because of this? Was it because of that? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't have to worry any more&lt;br /&gt;If I really need you I'll go to the shore&lt;br /&gt;And the thought that I'll be there is my protection&lt;br /&gt;I see you right in front of me, a vision in my head&lt;br /&gt;And I know this is as real, as a daydream gets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far, to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;But it's close enough, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me, send a sign across the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pick it up, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make no sound, but I can hear you in the wind&lt;br /&gt;I can see this never ends, like the sea, like you for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's close enough, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me, send a sign across the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pick it up, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;And it might seem much too far, to get back to where you are&lt;br /&gt;And it's close enough, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;So if you can't reach out to me, send a sign across the sea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pick it up, with an ocean size love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay readers, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; my blog more 'interesting', I shall post a random fact of me in every blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Random fact about me #1 : I can't sleep without a blanket.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4787581738616531755?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4787581738616531755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4787581738616531755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4787581738616531755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4787581738616531755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/07/july-17-eet.html' title='July 17 ; Eet.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6924214197171232659</id><published>2009-07-08T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:17:47.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 9 ; Bitches and bitchings.</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for not posting for around 8 days I guess. I don't know whats with me lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please people, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, I was walking around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt;/school library. A bunch for sec one girls were sitting around a table and I walked passed them, and they...hmmm....how do I put it? Made a &lt;i&gt;little comment&lt;/i&gt; about me? Maybe you can say they were '&lt;i&gt;talking bad&lt;/i&gt;' about me too, or bitching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you wanna &lt;i&gt;bitch&lt;/i&gt; about someone, go right &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of them and say it. Not sit in a little corner with your clique and whisper &lt;i&gt;shit&lt;/i&gt;. Let the whole world know you're bitching! Shout it out! Why not blog about the guy you're bitching about too. Wow, wouldn't that be &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can't, then kindly just &lt;i&gt;shut up&lt;/i&gt;. We don't need cowards to bitch about other behind their backs. The world won't end if you &lt;i&gt;stop&lt;/i&gt; bitching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6924214197171232659?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6924214197171232659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6924214197171232659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6924214197171232659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6924214197171232659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/07/july-9-bitches-and-bitchings.html' title='July 9 ; Bitches and bitchings.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6492178126441424622</id><published>2009-06-30T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:28:28.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 30 ; Pissed</title><content type='html'>Hey Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Going to do a very short post today. Only going to post the interesting stuff. I wanna sleep early today. So today, reached home, hmm... . Went to school, had OYl, we did not had the run. Wore my PE attire for nothing. Then we had history. Geography was after that...and then recess. Went to pay my school bills &amp;amp; reapplied my giro at the general office.&lt;br /&gt;Maths was after recess. A new teacher is going to take over Mr Dinesh, my current maths teacher for the whole term(10 weeks). Something that is worthy of celebrating!  Had sceince after that, was very sleepy. English was okay I guess. Ms Zeng asked for the class relay system list, I then like..immedieatedly raised up my hand? Natural reaction... hmm? Passed my list to her and she said 'Andrew is....' I did not hear what she said after that. Damn. Or maybe she did not say antyhign after that? Hmm.. . Gah. That reminds me, have to steal some fruits from her facebook farm...&lt;br /&gt;Went to CCA after that. CCA was cancelled for the whole school sctually, but the Sec 2 SDMA groups till went. Went to Darryl's house to get two shoebox for project;s model. Then when I came back, the rest had already went for their lunch at northpoint. I then walked around the cosmix, 'helped' Zi xin a little... . Wrote a new storyboard while waiting for the rest. They came back, anthea rewrote the storyboard then they went to play with fire. Got a little pissed. Mhm.&lt;br /&gt;Went home, did homework and a little of science project's model. Gah. Back hurts like crap. Going to stop blogging here. pictures to come tomorrow..or soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6492178126441424622?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6492178126441424622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6492178126441424622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6492178126441424622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6492178126441424622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-30-pissed.html' title='June 30 ; Pissed'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8472827825609322740</id><published>2009-06-29T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:12:15.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>June 29 ; First say of semester 2/school.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Are you feeeeeling well? Gah. I so hope I have swine flu now. Haha. I WANT TO SKIP SCHOOL! *yawns* SO yeah, today was the start of semester 2. Went to school, tweedted a few tweets by TweetSG. Reached school, went to class. Still sleepy. For the first lesson, we had some 'H1N1 talk', yeah. After that was mother tongue. All of the 3 sec 2 express chinese got re-arranged. First class for all the people who scored grade A &amp;amp; B for their chinese, second class for the average/still managed to pass chinese pupils. Third class for all the people who failed. Quaite a number went to third class and the first class, a few stayed at the second class. The second class will be taught by the same teache who had been etaching me chinese for th epast half year. Is that good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Glynnis and Anthea stayed at the second class. Haha. Would be bored to death if no one in the class during chinese lesson is able to entertain me. Had geography after mother tongue. A black teacher came in (not trying to be racist...) , the class was like WHOAH. The class got a little shock I think, maybe a little surprised. I don't really think we want a new teacher, I want my old geog teacher!! Gah. So basically, she came in , sayed hello, stayed for a few minutes and left. My first geography teacher with my new teacher. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Recess was okay I guess, like the usual. Went to cosmix with ANnthea, Glynnis and Yen Ting. Wne into animaton room. And tried to 'brainstorm'. Anthea wanted to smoke....shocki&lt;wbr&gt;ng okay. Then I was like nonono, THROW IT AWAY!!!11!1!!11&lt;wbr&gt;11! Good thing she did. Haha. Anthea ah, can't get hooked to smoking or i'll strangle you with my paws okay.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class, a teacher came in and asked us if we wanted tot ake part in forming the AYG(Asian Youth Games), A LOT of us went down, excluding us, pictures down belong later in the blog post. Hehe. They all wanted to skip maths lesson! Turned out that thoese who did not went down also 'skipped' maths lesson because we were also watching them form the AYG logo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the logo wasn't really..I don't know. Would have been more impressive if they had done it in a more creative way. Hmmm. Just what i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SkjX_dQPmTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CS5b0MqiWRg/s400/ayg+logo.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the school did .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.woodgrovesec.moe.edu.sg/wbn/slot/u1080/YOG/Pics/AYG%20Logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the actual logo looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Had science after that. Did nothing much. Eh crap. I actually forgot what we did during science. How forgetful can i get? So after science was english. Was boring. Gah. Felt like sleeping. I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank snails lessons finally ended&lt;/span&gt; when the school bell rang. Went to cca to 'brainstorm' for ideas. Anthea kept playing with he rlighter....the room was full of the smell of smoke. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, used my computer for a while a fell asleep. Woke up, had dinner, and used my computer again. Haha. Okay. I'm writing until here now. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8472827825609322740?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8472827825609322740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8472827825609322740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8472827825609322740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8472827825609322740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-29-first-say-of-semester-2school.html' title='June 29 ; First say of semester 2/school.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SkjX_dQPmTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CS5b0MqiWRg/s72-c/ayg+logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8736574651942610241</id><published>2009-06-28T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:32:41.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 28 ; All good things must come to an end.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. How are you? Mhm. Today is...28 June! The last day of the June holidays! Damn it...but lets look at the bright side shall we? Its 2 more days to July! Mhm...nothing much to look forward to in July but it is a totally different story in August! Haha! My birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I don't think I am going to stick with 21x5.co.cc anymore after it expires, maybe going to buy a custom domain when I heave enough money or something. I'm also going to experiment with blogger, maybe build some awesome layouts and stuff. Haha. But well, snails don't really do any awesome stuff. Mhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes everything goes well in school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8736574651942610241?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8736574651942610241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8736574651942610241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8736574651942610241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8736574651942610241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-28-all-good-things-must-come-to.html' title='June 28 ; All &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; things must come to an end.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-350242137792696686</id><published>2009-06-27T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:52:59.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 28 ; If I've tweet it once, I would've tweeted a thousand times.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I, Snailified, on twitter, reached 1000 tweets! Hahaha. If you want, you can follow me at &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/snailified"&gt;@Snailified&lt;/a&gt; ! But if you are a friend of facebook, you are all good because I would sometimes post my tweets there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is the last day of the school holidays. Booooo!! Just went to Sim Lim square today too, with my family. I bought an iPod touch. Hehe. My brother bought a new computer... You know. My computer never really seem to have a major problem, but well, its not the same for my brother and sister. Their computer keeps failing them. Sad huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. To 'attract' more readers to my blog, maybe I will do some intresting stuff. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-350242137792696686?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/350242137792696686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=350242137792696686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/350242137792696686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/350242137792696686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-28-if-ive-tweet-it-once-i-wouldve.html' title='June 28 ; If I&apos;ve tweet it once, I would&apos;ve tweeted a thousand times.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4058662861394186855</id><published>2009-06-24T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:09:06.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 25 ; Bloody fmeowking asshole.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy. Sigh. Anyway, I've spent the whole day doing the flash animation. Doesn't look very good thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a room of my own. I need privacy! And oh, I love Regina Spektor. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt; you very much, asshole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4058662861394186855?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4058662861394186855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4058662861394186855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4058662861394186855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4058662861394186855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-25-bloody-fmeowking-asshole.html' title='June 25 ; Bloody fmeowking asshole.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3403909567879154069</id><published>2009-06-23T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:50:35.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regina spektor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>June 23 ; We get on.</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Helloooooo&lt;/span&gt;, how are you? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mhm&lt;/span&gt;... . The week hasn't been going well eh? Yeah. How I wished there was an extra week of holiday. In one hours time, there will be exactly 5 days left to the school holidays. So much to do, really a lot. I don't know if I can handle it. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, its good that school is going to reopen, a lot of stuff are going to occupy my brain, so less space for me to think of useless stuff. I miss my friends and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;. Sad uh. Anyway, I've been doing my homework, though not much has been done so there is nothing much to know about. Talking about my homework is like doing my homework, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;borrinnngggggg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was doing my homework, surfing the web every once in a while then Regina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Spektor&lt;/span&gt; 'On the radio' came on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah...went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; and searched for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt;, then I found out Regina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Spektor's&lt;/span&gt; album is out TODAY! Went to wiki it, found out her new album name is named 'Far'.Then I also found out she already had an music video for one of the video,'Laughing with'. So I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; it and looked at it. Took me quite long to realised that she keeps singing the line 'No one laughing at god'. I was like..hmm...a song about god? I don't really like songs about god, or religious song, but I continued listening anyway..and well, I was wrong. Here is the full lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No one laughs at God in a hospital&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God in a war&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God when the doctor calls after some routine tests&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God when it's gotten real late and their kid's not back from that party yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God when their airplane starts to uncontrollably shake&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God when they see the one they love hand in hand with someone else and they hope that they're mistaken&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God when the cops knock on their door and they say "We've got some bad new, sir,"&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God when there's a famine, fire or flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God can be funny&lt;br /&gt;At a cocktail party while listening to a good God-themed joke or&lt;br /&gt;Or when the crazies say he hates us and they get so red in the head you think that they're about to choke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be funny&lt;br /&gt;When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way&lt;br /&gt;And when presented like a genie&lt;br /&gt;Who does magic like Houdini&lt;br /&gt;Or grants wishes like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jiminy&lt;/span&gt; Cricket and Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be so hilarious&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God in a hospital&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God in a war&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God when they've lost all they got and they don't know what for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God on the day they realize that the last sight they'll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God when they're saying their goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God can be funny&lt;br /&gt;At a cocktail party while listening to a good God-themed joke or&lt;br /&gt;Or when the crazies say he hates us and they get so red in the head you think that they're about to choke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be funny&lt;br /&gt;When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way&lt;br /&gt;And when presented like a genie&lt;br /&gt;Who does magic like Houdini&lt;br /&gt;Or grants wishes like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jiminy&lt;/span&gt; Cricket and Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can be so hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God in a hospital&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God in a war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God in a hospital&lt;br /&gt;No one laughs at God in a war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God in a hospital&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God in a war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God&lt;br /&gt;No one's laughing at God&lt;br /&gt;We're all laughing with God &lt;/span&gt;                &lt;/blockquote&gt;Yeah. You can see that the word 'god' comes up a lot of time. I think you should really listen to the song(on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;) and then come back here. Well, I think the lyrics is quite true... . I laugh about god, at time, gob jokes and stuff, i don't think he exist and stuff and I know so does a lot of people, but when we are in deep shit, we just pray to god and hope the the best. Ironic much? But its true.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to this song. Its so true and Regina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Spektor&lt;/span&gt; is really original! Unlike most singer/artist I guess, they only sing about love, sex or drugs....which i think well, isn't really called signing anymore. They are only signing for the sake of money. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Singers/artist&lt;/span&gt; who singing only for the sake of money &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;should't&lt;/span&gt; be called singers okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3403909567879154069?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3403909567879154069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3403909567879154069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3403909567879154069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3403909567879154069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-23-we-get-on.html' title='June 23 ; We get on.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8448778255998487887</id><published>2009-06-19T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:45:33.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 19 ; Time flies. &amp; some firefox add-ons recommendations.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Sorry about yesterday, was just too tired to blog. Sigh. Today..woke up at around...11 AM? Ate my breakfast and Ms Zeng called about the relay system, she wanted me to call everyone in my group and ask if they had travelled to other countries...certainly wasn't expecting that you know. Was eating my brunch (porridge) when she called. Called everyone in my group until 2 PM plus, I think, then I played around with flash and stuff. Around 4 PM, I think, my brother took over the computer and played maple with his hacks. You know what? I am seriously never ever going to return to maple again. Its so much full of hackers. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else....fell asleep at 7 pm just now. Was really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; tired. woke up at 10 pm plus. Mum had cooked oyster omelette...I think I am starting to get sick of it already! Must eat less oily food. Hurmph. Oh yeah. I've just started to learn action scrip too! Its pretty /easy/ , very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/easy/&lt;/span&gt;...I spend nearly an hour trying to figure out how to make a code that contained only 2 lines work. See how easy it is now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its near 12 MN now. Crap. I think I need to sleep soon and wake up early tomorrow~&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm bored...and need to add in some content, let me introduce you to some awesome firefox add-ons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;a ref="https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/3082"&gt;Undo closed tab&lt;/a&gt; : If this add on never had existed, I think I would've died. Well, I bet that there would be a time or two where you had accidentaly closed a tab and can't remember the URL...well, this is where the add-on comes in. Just click on this add-on can it will open the website you've just closed! Pretty handy uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/1765"&gt;Stop autoplay&lt;/a&gt; : Ever been to a website, where the music suddenly plays and it scares the f*ck out of you? yes. I'm referring to blogs. What this add ons does it to stop all flash applications (music player, etc) from loading/starting. If you want to load it, click on it. VERY useful if you blog-hop a lot. Just to let you know, this thing does also stop youtube videos(and other flash video players) from playing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/722"&gt;Noscript&lt;/a&gt; : Protects you from XSS and Clickjacking attacks.The website tells you more, so visit it! You just need to know, this protects you fromt he worst thing on the internet too, rickrolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a ref="https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/219"&gt;Foxytunes&lt;/a&gt; : Control your music player in firefox. People who use iTunes alot will find this really really useful, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Thats all the time I've for blogging today. See you tomorrow. Hope you find the add-ons useful. Byes. (Yeah, if you don't use firefox, use it NOW.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8448778255998487887?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8448778255998487887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8448778255998487887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8448778255998487887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8448778255998487887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-19-time-flies-some-firefox-add-ons.html' title='June 19 ; Time flies. &amp; some firefox add-ons recommendations.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6981656688505025702</id><published>2009-06-17T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:29:52.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 18 ; Good bye wordpress. It was nice blogging with you.</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Good to see you back in blogger! I've just left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt; like...uhm...well...let me count...1...2...3...4...5...6..7...8...9 hours ago? Sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt;. (I feel so guilty, this is like breaking up with my girlfriends(I don't have any girlfriend(s), for your information)) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/span&gt; was nice...I guess but well...you can't really have your own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt;' custom template unless you PAY for it. If not, you have use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mades&lt;/span&gt; one. I am not saying the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mades&lt;/span&gt; one are bad but well, they are not just I wanted, or even if they are what I wanted, they are out dated and don't support some of the new feature. Yeah. The rest of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt; was great though, had almost every feature I wanted...but well, you have to pay if you wanted more cool features. Did not like that as well(Can't really blame &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;, they need money to keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt; going!). Blogger, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt; (I am used to calling it blogger...) is well, free. Like..free. Although the templates are not professionally made (talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thoese&lt;/span&gt; found in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;blogskin&lt;/span&gt; websites) and the professionally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;mades&lt;/span&gt; one are well, just ugly...like..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really ugly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, moving on people, okay shit. I really forgot what I wanted to talk about. Oh yeah. www.21x5.co.cc is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unavailable&lt;/span&gt; for NOW. Its doing some stuff, so yeah, might take 48 hours till its available. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;...the domain (21x5.co.cc) is expiring soon...next month. I am terribly upset you know..(sobs). I'm not really what to do once it expire. If (HOPEFULLY) it gets renewed, then I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; using it, if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;, then well...maybe I'll switch to a .co.nr URL....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; I'm not really sure with .co.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; , there is something about it...that make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;..I don't know... . Oh yeah. I've also signed up for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/span&gt;, its sort of like a advertising thingy where I can put on my blog, then people would click on it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;kaching&lt;/span&gt;, I get money! Earning 50 dollars just by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/span&gt; is ...okay, I admit, giving how many readers my blog has, it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;imposssibllleeeeee&lt;/span&gt; okay. Just impossible. I WILL TRY MY BEST THOUGH! Maybe I'll turn into a celebrity blogger if I try hard enough, who know? Yeah. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, while in the middle of typing this blog post, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Mio&lt;/span&gt;(which is what they call the thingy) died, so my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; died. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Ohw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ait&lt;/span&gt;..I think its up..let me test..okay its not. Anyway, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;mio&lt;/span&gt; thing, if I want to restart it, not only would the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; be unavailable, the cable TV and the phone (yes, house phone) will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;unavailable&lt;/span&gt; as well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;unless&lt;/span&gt; the whole thing is up and running again. If I am not wrong, restarting the damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Mio&lt;/span&gt; only need a few minutes till its up again but my brother is on the phone now and I don't want him to go '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Rawr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;rawr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;rawr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;rawr&lt;/span&gt; , why you turn off the phone!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Rawr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;rawr&lt;/span&gt;!!! *Insert fire*'.... . I hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Mio&lt;/span&gt;. I HATE YOU &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;MIO&lt;/span&gt;! My brother should learn to speak softer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ont&lt;/span&gt; eh phone...I can't hear my Lily Allen songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...nothing else I guess. Its 1 AM in the morning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;gah&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;, very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;. Just so you would know, if you find any problems with the blog (content or the codes), just tell me okay. Even if you find a problem with me, just tag me, with your real name. Okay, maybe you can stay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt; if you want to but I'll delete spams okay. 'Hate comments' will be deleted too. Only 'constructive hate comments' will stay. Oh...what shit am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Mio&lt;/span&gt;, please, LET ME CONNECT INTO THE INTERNET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6981656688505025702?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6981656688505025702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6981656688505025702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6981656688505025702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6981656688505025702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-18-good-bye-wordpress-it-was-nice.html' title='June 18 ; Good bye wordpress. It was nice blogging with you.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7882428573799264373</id><published>2009-06-17T01:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:22:56.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 16 ; Eight plus one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey! How are you! You know, I feel so guilty for not blogging for almost 4 days. Forgive me okay?Anyway, to make up for all this...missing blogs posts, I shall type out one big mega blog post today! Haha. So where shall I start from...ahh..how&lt;wbr&gt; about Friday? My last blog was on Friday but I did not really blog about what had happened that day. Hmmm. Okay, so it was like any other CCA day during the holidays but it was well, different...? I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At first, only Amirul &amp;amp; I turned up. Then Anthea came. I think she sneaked out of the house because her mum did not allow her to come... . We did some storyboarding..&lt;wbr&gt;or Anthea. She was doing the main stuff... . Was doing pretty much anything but nothing, seriously, what can you do in an outdated Internet Explorer and a sloooowwww internet connection? Nothing...nothi&lt;wbr&gt;ng! Surfed the net, Twittered(or tweeted) a little, read some articles related to twitter. Oh yeah. There were also two girls doing their animation for their science project there. Geez. I feel so guilty for not doing a single thing. Heh! So well...we(Anteh&lt;wbr&gt;a, Me &amp;amp; Mr.Nat, Amirul left at 12 Pm for prayers and some other stuff) went out for lunch at like..around 2 PM if i remember correctly, the girls then left..we went to milk cafe (oh my crap) which was, well, in my opinions. Argh. Nevermind. The cheapest...meal&lt;wbr&gt;/set/dish/whate&lt;wbr&gt;ver you call it was 2.50 bucks and it was kids set. Being poor little innocent kids, Anthea and I ordered the kids set... . Mr Nat wanted to 'treat' us to some other stuff but uhm....unless its abalone or shark fin, I won't take it! HAHA. Okay, Just kidding. I am not that bad uh. And I don't really like shark fin. Or Abalone...Okay,&lt;wbr&gt; I like abalone...taste&lt;wbr&gt; like chewing gum with a nicer taste and less sugar....and you can eat it in Singapore ... hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went back to school ata round 3 PM. Watched a little communuitychann&lt;wbr&gt;el, MADtv and alot of happy tree friends. .. Happy tree friends are not happy at all!! Okay..moving on...we left at 4 PM...Mr Nat had to leave early. Pffft. Walked home. Watched a little Ellen and fell asleep. Mum shouted at me to go take a shower. Arrrgghh. Saturday and sunday passed by without anything interesting happened. So was Monday.  Well, for today...went back to school to did some storyboard...bt&lt;wbr&gt;u we still don't have any idea. Only Syaheeran turned up...Mr Jun came along with one of his colleague and Joey (senior) turned up to help su as well. THANKS UH JOEY! Did not do much after I returned home. I NEED TO START ON MY HOMEWORK TOMORROW!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay. Crap. I really have nothing else to add on to this post. I ran out of interesting stuff to say and its late already!! Maybe I'll do some changed to my blog after posting this. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Byes,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7882428573799264373?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7882428573799264373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7882428573799264373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7882428573799264373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7882428573799264373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-16-eight-plus-one.html' title='June 16 ; Eight plus one!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7160995536453940692</id><published>2009-06-10T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:22:27.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 10 ; 120th post, depressed &amp; my mum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey. I feel really depressed. And sad. Because 1, my Sims 3 can't run smoothly unless I run it with the lowest graphics setting. And 2,I found out that a local actor/celeb, Nat Ho, well, his blog is more updated than mine. I am so ashamed of myself! Hurmph. I should update more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And uhm, you know, my mum..she..like.&lt;wbr&gt;.you know when I say I want money, She'll go like 'Yeah, I'll give you 50 bucks when I win 4D(lottery)'. GAH. Its driving my crazy okay. Nevermind. I think I'll start studying really hard when my mum wins 4D. And oh yeah, this is my 120th post! Celebrate people! Celebrate!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So yea, I really have nothing else to blog about...sue me?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;miss someone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe if...I could just ask him one question. I don't know. Just one question?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was it all real? Or was it just an illusion?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did you do it just because you just had to? Or is it because you want to?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People are always saying stuff. I don't know if they are true, or not. I don't know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just answer me?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7160995536453940692?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7160995536453940692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7160995536453940692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7160995536453940692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7160995536453940692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-10-120th-post-depressed-my-mum.html' title='June 10 ; 120th post, depressed &amp;amp; my mum.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-2275779552845380400</id><published>2009-06-06T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:21:47.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 6 ; What happened yesterday and report book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey Androo! Another blog post, another day closer to becoming a blogger celebrity! Just kidding...I don't really have what it takes to be a celebrity...unl&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;ess you're talking the celebrities who are celebrities who are celebrities because they are infamously famous? Yeah. Maybe I could be one.  Anyway, today, I'll eb pretty much blogging about what happened yesterday and my report book plus some pictures so yeah. You'll surely regret it if you don't read it! Hmm...maybe not. It won't be really interesting. Maybe only a tinny winny bit intresting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmm. Yesterday. (Just an FYI, I'm typing this at 1 AM, in the morning of Sunday...so my 'yesterday' will be referring to Friday) Well, there was supposed to be maths remedial but when I was walking to school..uhm...w&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;ait. Let me check my phone... . I got a SMS from Glynnis... ' We finding principle now! NOW! No kidding!'' . Uhm...well...I panicked? Okay, a little bit. I panicked a little. And was pretty cofused? Because I was suppoed to be having my maths remindial then go to CCA after my maths remedial but now Glynnis send me a sms saying that we're going to meet the principal? Whhhaaaaattt? I was like 50metre away from the school gate so I went like 'omgfqwtfbbq must walk fastteeeerrrr'.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;.. . Went to school, said my hellos to some of my friends who were at teh foyer, waiting for maths remedial then I looked around for Glynnies &amp;amp; friends. Walked up to the second floor, saw Glynnis and Anthea walking towards the foyer, then they told me we're meeting the principal...lik&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;e now..NOW?! So random okay. We walked down to foyer, waited for Mr Nat to come to school, tols him we had to see principal, then told Mr Dinesh (maths teacher) we had to skip the maths lesson because of this sudden, last minute notice that we're going to meet the principal? Mr dinesh was a little pissed I guess...but seriously, if he were to ask me to choose between meeting the principal or go for his maths lesson, I WOULD DEFINTEDLY GO FOR HSI MATHS LESSON. SIGH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went up to cosmix with Mr Nat &amp;amp; friends, went into animation room, took storyboard, file,pens,paper&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;,foolscap ( I thought he would say a lot of stuff okay...) and went down to the general office. Waited for the longest 1 hour that i've ever waited for. I started by doing some 'rehersals' for my presentation...&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;but we ended up talking about food, or to be more exact, what are we going to eat during lunch. But still, in the end, we went back up to cosmix because the staff said she would call us if the principal is free. So yes, we went back up to the cosmix, pretended the principal scrapped our idea..everyone believed. HAHA(but it was scrapped, in the end). Did another 'rehersal' infront of Mr Nat this time. Shit. Damn. Oh my. Crap. Nevermind. My presentation skills just isn't really that good okay... .'Scolded' some of the sec 1s. Ahhh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that, we became quite relaxed, forgot about the fact that we may be called up to go and see the principal any moment... . Then yeah, soemone called us over the PA system to go down. We thought it was to collect food thet mr Karthi had bought? Well..actually I don't really know but somehow, thoese who went down to collect the food ended up in principal's office. Then the person called us to go down to see the principal office...ugggh.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt; Panic panic. Once I reached the principal's office...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first thing he said was that he read through the storyboard and it wasn't really that intresting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And you know? Id id not introduce myself or my team members...or the storyboard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Damn. I AM SUPPOSED TO RPESENT THE STORYBOARD...an&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;d now he say it is not intresting before I've even said anything..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then he told us to press the 'reset button'. He wants us to scrap everything. -gasp-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And he started to talk about awards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know Miss Singapore? He don't want Miss photogenic...Mi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;ss personality...h&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;e wants the Miss Singapore. HAHA Okay, never, you won't really get it unless you were there~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And then another half an hour of talking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was like really really boring okay? This time we went back up and said (again, but this time we were serious?) that our story has been scrapped. DUM DEE DUM. We then ate some curry puffs and packet soya bean drink that Mr Karthi had bought. The sec ones got called out of the animation room, the secs two went in, sat around the main(or big and outdated conputer with the very big moniter) computer with the trainers and teacher (Mr Jun, Mr Nat, Mr Karthi. Mr Jimmy. T was outside the room talking to the sec ones) and talked about what happened. It was confusing much.  We told them what happened...blah&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt; blah.  ARRGGHHH, have to think of a new story. I am unhappy desu! Unhappy snail is hungry snail, hungry snail needs to eat!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After talking and stuff, we (sec 2s) packed our stuff and went to the staff room because we were going for a workshop called 'Alice in wonderland'. We ate the Nasi Lemak that Mr Karthi bought...in the staff room! So cool whor! But...the tables are a tad too small... . After eating, we went to the foyer. The mini bus that came to fetch us was well...mini. The driver was an auntie...we called her an 'F1 driver' ... . Sitting in the bsu was really boring. Some of us fell asleep. I fella sleep with my mouth open. They took pictures of me. &lt;i&gt;Shit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We were like...late because the auntie got lost but thank snails we were just a little late... . I then found out we were actually going to learn about a program called 'Alice'. My first impression...? Well..I thought the program was..quite easy to use ? Very little ( or non at all) coding needed, only drag and drop. SOme parts were confusing thought. But being simple to use has a price to pay? The stuff you can do is very very limited. Or maybe it is just me... . Oh well. I've not tried the program at home... . So after teh workshop...we went home, some fo us stopped at the school, some of us stopped at Sun Plaza. SO yes, there you have it! The whole of friday in uhm...one thousand and fourty six words! Okay, Gonna talk about my report book next.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've received my report book like one week ago so this part is really overdue. Well, I remember Dixon did mention that I would get in the top five in class...well...&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt; top 5? Mhm. I've never gotten top 5 before. yeah, before I got my report book, I thought, top 10 would be good! I got 12th in class last year!I waited patiently for my report book...mhm...wh&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;en Ms Zeng (form teacher/english&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt; teacher/ the teacher who was giving out the report book) I was like...'Hmmm, yeah, good luck to myself!' . I sat on the chair was went 'ohmygodohmygod&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;ohmygod ahhh I am fainting, soeone save me'. Okay, I exgerated a little..but well...I was somewhere there.. . Then Ms Zeng said 'Class, Andrew got 3rd in class'...or something slong that line. I was like...huh? 3rd Did you see the numbers correctly? Is must be 8? 12? 22? 39?! I think the class was rather shocked too... . You know. It would eb really shocking if i overtook Ee Siang and got 2nd...because everyone was saying how Ee Siang would get the first position. But I got two marks lower than him. OH WELL. Must try harder for EOY!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, TIME FOR PICTURES! Alot of pictures!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The pictures have been edited, faces has been blurred for privacy purpose...but some of them are edited. (HAHA) Text are added in while I was editing them. So yeah. Oh and, I know some of them contains some typos..but yeah....I did this in the middle of night..so forgive me~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:x-small;color:#666666;" mce_  &gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;" mce_style="white-space:pre;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://snailified.wordpress.com/wp-includes/js/tinymce/plugins/wpgallery/img/t.gif" mce_src="http://snailified.wordpress.com/wp-includes/js/tinymce/plugins/wpgallery/img/t.gif" class="wpGallery mceItem" title="gallery link=&amp;quot;file&amp;quot; columns=&amp;quot;2&amp;quot;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:x-small;color:#666666;" mce_  &gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;" mce_style="white-space:pre;"&gt;x,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:x-small;color:#666666;" mce_  &gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;" mce_style="white-space:pre;"&gt;Androo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-2275779552845380400?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/2275779552845380400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=2275779552845380400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2275779552845380400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2275779552845380400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-6-what-happened-yesterday-and.html' title='June 6 ; What happened yesterday and report book.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3420317142521398693</id><published>2009-06-05T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:20:30.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 5 ; Close to a thousand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear blog,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HELLLO. So you know, this week ahs been CCA, more CCA and CCA. And maybe maths remedial. Yeah. Anyway, I've took alot of pictures so maybe I'll uplaod them! ...maybe after i photoshop them!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, my current goal is like uhm.... &lt;strike&gt;get the ellen bottle, meet ellen, kiss ellen, be a singer, lolcat, eat a cheese burger&lt;/strike&gt;, be Singapore's next top &lt;strike&gt;model&lt;/strike&gt; blogger! SO there will be some 'changes' to this blog. DOn't worry. The post will stay pretty much the same. Only the layout of it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. Do remember to comment okay! The comment button is the big fat red buttom with the word 'comment' on it. Comemnting on a blog post is easy you know, as easy as &lt;strike&gt;algebra&lt;/strike&gt;ABC! Okay so hmmm. I'll upload the phoots when I've finsihed editing them. So yeah, this post will stay...short...&lt;wbr&gt;until the picture come.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh wait,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h4&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUANGJIE!&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;p&gt;You're uhm.....*use fingers to count*.... 16 now leh! 2 more years till you go to army...oh wait.....anyway&lt;wbr&gt;, HAPPY BIRTHDAY UH! I'LL TRY AND GET SOME PIES TO THROW AT YOUR FACE TOMORROW!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;x,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3420317142521398693?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3420317142521398693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3420317142521398693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3420317142521398693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3420317142521398693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/06/june-5-close-to-thousand.html' title='June 5 ; Close to a thousand.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8458395907743777822</id><published>2009-05-28T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:20:08.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 28 ; 100 truths.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A quiz. From facebook.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 100 Truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: Some tea or something.&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: Can't remember. I think it was a few days ago from Kenix.&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: Last night.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: Keep breathing - Ingrid Michealson&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: A few days ago, while watching the free hugs video. Can't really call it crying lah...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: No.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: No.&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: No.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: No.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;LIST THREE TOP FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12. Green&lt;br /&gt;13. Blue&lt;br /&gt;14. White&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: No.&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: Like..30%?&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have: 3?&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday: Totally &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today: 6.40 am.&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night: Being an internet addict.&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: Sex-- i mean Sims 3.&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: 5 seconds aho.&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life:&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: Keep breathing - Ingrid Michealson.&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now: Everything.&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited webpage: My blog?&lt;br /&gt;36. Whats your real name: Pikachu.&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames: Snailifiied.&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: Seriously complicated.&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Vigro.&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female: Male.&lt;br /&gt;41. Elementary?: I don't know~&lt;br /&gt;42. Middle School?: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;43. High school/college?&lt;wbr&gt;: What...?&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour: Black.&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short: Short, long according to my school's standard.&lt;br /&gt;46. Height: around 160.&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you like about yourself?: The fact that I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty: Lift is shorter than right...so left.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery: Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: Never had one.&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: Lots. Especially CCA-mates.&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined: Errrr. Floorball?&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation: Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;57. First cca you joined: Science club. I was dumb.&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers: Can;t remember.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to: How many fucking times do I need to answer this question?&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting for: Nothing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;66. Career?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes: Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses:  Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller: Taller.&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: Younger.&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic.&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: Nice stomach.&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship.&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble-maker or hesitant: Hesitant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contact&lt;wbr&gt;s: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken someone's heart: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven: No.&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus: No.&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: No.&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels: No.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyf&lt;wbr&gt;riend at a time: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: When I wasn't even borned.&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?: The starting of the end of year holidays.&lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: No.&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths?: Okay...&lt;br /&gt;101. Love yourself?: Nope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till then,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8458395907743777822?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8458395907743777822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8458395907743777822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8458395907743777822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8458395907743777822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-28-100-truths.html' title='May 28 ; 100 truths.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-890213788354962346</id><published>2009-05-28T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:19:08.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 27 ; Life is...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey. I'm like, sort of sleepy and its like very late already, I'm trying to sleep earlier so yeah, going to keep this post short and simple, hopefully. You know. When I go to school, the only thing I only look forward to is my CCA. I don't knwo why, maybe its because its the only time I really think school is fun? But sigh. I really don't know what happened this year. Trainers all left, more teachers are in charge but CCAs are still getting cancelled at last minute. Yeah, maybe I'll be okay with it if this happens for only like a few times. But no, it had happened for A LOT OF TIMES already. Yeah. Its no wonder people are not coming lah. Everything is going downhill in 2009. Joy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So uhm, back to blogging about the important stuff that happened today...we apparently had to let Mr Lam 'see' what we've done, which was well...close to nothing. Darryl made a poster just teh night before, we did not make our model. LUCKILY HE DID NOT SCOLD US...and I did not bring my project file too, argghh. And then we're also doing a short animation I guesss, to include in the presentations. I think I have to 'solo' the aniamtion. Hmmm. That remidns me, I want to really learn how to use flash during the holidays. I WANT TO! Maybe I'll go back to blogskinning, too. We also ahd our last music lesson today. It was the best music lesson ever. People were running around, blasting music on the loud spaker witht heir handphone, playing the drums, doodling at the white board (Farhana drew 'Andrew loves my mum...or something around there then soemone wrote 'extra' and drew an arrow, pointing to my name, yeah, fuck that person). Oh yeah, Azirah is like..expecting&lt;wbr&gt; an answer from me if I am going to the class BBQ or not. I REALLY DON'T KNOW. Sigh. Maybe I should go, maybe not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After music was CCA time. ANthea was unleashing her vulgarities combos, one after another... . I don't want to talk much about the CCA thing, maybe tomorrow. it will take too long. And so by the way. THANKS TO WEI CONG AH, he has been treating me to milk tea. HAHAHA. Don't say I am taking advantage of juniors hor, he did it uhm...out of his free will!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;x,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-890213788354962346?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/890213788354962346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=890213788354962346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/890213788354962346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/890213788354962346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-27-life-is.html' title='May 27 ; Life is...?'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7101471446832730959</id><published>2009-05-24T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:16:18.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 24 ; Spam goes well with bread.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey hello! I just like..suddenly remembered that I started with 'Dear Blog' instead of my usual 'Dear Androo'. Sorry! So you know, last friday I think, was going to canteen for recess then Pei Yi and I were talking about something, can't remember what is it. Then we sort of talked about being a loner and why she don't want ... or hate to be a loner, because she has so one to talk to...then I was like, you can type it all out in your blog what! So I guess this is why my blog post are so darn long... .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, there is nothing much to blog about(actually,&lt;wbr&gt; a lot). Now exams are over, it is time for CCA competitions. I think for my CCA, the ONLY competition (or competition which we take seriously) is the SDMA. We have to sort of create a video/animation&lt;wbr&gt; clip and submit it. My club/seniors has been winning the merit and viewer choice for like 2 years already. So yeah, I think we're pretty much *cough* if we don't win anything. But I like doing 3D animation slips. Doing last year's clip was fun, even though my group's video was ... and did not win anything (expected actually). Ahhh, who really care about the outcome?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Moving on, this week has been pretty, I don't really know how to describe it. Happy? Sad? Heart breaking? I don't know. Except for my test results, everything has been bad, terrible and pathetic. Life is really getting wild, I guess. There is something I really want to blog about, but I can't. Maybe I will do it next time, and set it to password-protec&lt;wbr&gt;ted...So only I will be able to read it when I am like 22 or something. Hmmm..I wonder, would I still keep a blog when I am 22? Hopefully yes... . Itf fun to read about what you were doing during the past. Hehe. Sigh. You know what is funny about life? Sometimes when a question gets answered, it just leaves you with more questions than before. Fuck it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What else? Oh yeah. Sims 3 is coming out in like 6+2 days, 8 DAYS! I'm still debating with myself if I should get it or not. I do have the leaked copy, but you know, 1) I am not really sure if the leaked copy is the full version and 2) If  I really Sims, I think it would be best  to support it by buying a legal copy? Hmm. But I don't really have that much money. Sigh. I'll decide later. Debating with myself makes my head hurt. Lets listen to some emo songs! Yay. Okay, that was really random. Anyway, my brithday is coming soon (actually, no, its like 3 more months). I'm really looking forward to my Ellen.D bottle! Maybe it would be better if I would get a Ellen t-shirt. I love ellen. Maybe get the december issure of O magazine, or whichever issue of the O magazine where Ellen is going to be on the cover page.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What else do I want to say?Hmm. Maybe it would be good if I can get a new computer. Yeah, everyone wants a new computer, no? After a new computer, maybe Imogen Heap's new album..which is coming out in august and uhm....what else do I want...ah yes, a paypal account (with money inside) so I can purchase stuff online. Yay!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like gosh. What teh hell is wrong with me? Sigh. Maybe the only thing that is able to cure me now...now....is&lt;wbr&gt;.....MONEY! Okay, just kidding. I am going mad. I need to be admitted into mental hospital. Joy. (Random, much?) I think its time to accept the face that I can't sing. Sob. The truth hurts, a lot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;OH BY THE WAY! SOMEONE ADORES ME. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;x,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7101471446832730959?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7101471446832730959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7101471446832730959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7101471446832730959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7101471446832730959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-24-spam-goes-well-with-bread.html' title='May 24 ; Spam goes well with bread.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3804801583158259566</id><published>2009-05-20T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:15:53.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 19 ; Crazy day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today has been a crazy day for me. Gaaahhhhh. Crazy as in bad, really bad. Actually, I don't know. OH YES. I forgot to say hello...ahh . Okay, at least I did write a 'dear'... . Anyway! Hellooooo my blog. I did promise you to blog 'tomorrow' which was actually yesterday...but&lt;wbr&gt; I did not. I lied ... . Whoops. I was liek really sleepy. For once. Before 12 MN. HOW CAN I BLOG WHEN I AM SLEEPY?! But then again... I don't really blog when I am like, awake. Then whats this talking about blogging when I am sleepy. Okay, nevermind. Lets move on with this blog post.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And so yes. I woke up at like 6.40 A.M. plus. School was at like uhm...7.30 A.M. Can't say I have plently of time. Reached school before the class doors were locked. I had to put my bag inside the classroom for the morning mass run. Sigh. I hate it. Fucking hate it. I'll come to that later. So yes, left my bag in class, assembled. Talking about dixon being a faggot. HAHAHAHA. Okay. Dixon is a fagot, really a faggot. OKAY OKAY just kidding. So yes, the morning run was fucking terrible. I think some of them teased or laughed at me? Don't really knwo why. Oh. How I wished they would suffocate themselves with pee. LIKE REALLY SUFFOCATE. Shit, my torrent speed just dropped. Lets not get...angry here. I NEED HIGH TORRENT SPEED PEOPLE! HIGGGHHH!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My shoelacessomeho&lt;wbr&gt;w came undone halfway through the run. Could not really be effed to tie them back until the run was over. My other shoelace came undone after I went back in class. Geez, even my shoelaces are teasing me. I am so pathetic. HAHAHA. Okay wait, let me wash my face and refill my body before I continue.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So yes...what was I saying? Ahhhh, yes, shoelaces teasing me. That brings me to art. I got uhm...76.6, 75 and above is already an A1, sweeettt. Really sweeeett for a last minute job. But I did not got top though. Dayummm! I am still happy I've got a A1. Okay lah, don't say anymore. Later people say I hao lian hor. HAHAHA. After art was...CME. Nothing much happened, except for some 'tau pork' which was uhm. Something like..human pyramid? Or a stack of humans. The person who gets to be tau pork'ed somehow gets onto the floor, lying down r something and the rest just piles themselves on top of them. I wonder who had thought of uhmm...such a wonderful idea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I then went to pay my school fees(don't ask why). Then waited for Anthea, she had to go talk to Mr Philips, the discipline master...again,&lt;wbr&gt; don't ask why. Went back to class after that. Had maths. I WAS FALLING ASLEEP. I think. My energy suddenly came back when maths ended. One of the side effects of staring at maths equation which you don't knwo how to solve for a one whole hour...feel sleepy, I guess. Science was well, okay I guess. I had lent my science books to ZiXin..and then she did not return it to me when the science class started (she returned it...after the class...) sigh. I had to stand up...along with the other half of the class who did not bring their books. So I am not really that uhm...what do i sad? sad? I guess. I am like a guai kia (good boy in hokkien) I don't like to be punished! Hahaha. Pathetic me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;English was the last two periods for the day. Did comprehension corrections. Meh. boring, too. But maths was more boring. BOORRIINNNGG. So yes, after English, FINALLY! The day I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR! (Not, not Sims 3) CCA! BUT DAMN. The cosmix door wasn't opened. Someone stab me with a knife please. Like really please. So we had to find the godammed keys. Really shit. I shall not go into details about the quest for the dumb keys. Its boring.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After having my lunch and uhmmm..(oh yeah, a For-your-Inform&lt;wbr&gt;ation, while waiting for Glynnis to finish eating her lunch, I like uhm accidentally knocked Anthea down on to the floor because we were uhm..like. I was holding this bottle and she wanted it. Then for revenge, she hit my head with the bottle later on. MEH. ) doing some random stuff then getting into the cosmix, the first this we did was to open the animation room. Sigh...guess what. The animation room was locked. And was not opened for the rest of the day. We tried fiddling the locks with paperclips and stuff. Hmm. Did not work. We then sort of like searched the whole cosmix (okay, only the counter area) for the keys. Guess what we found?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like I've sort of typed before, the door was not opened for the rest of the day, so the keys we found did not work either. ARGH. Did some...or little brainstorming, came up with a little ideas. Left the cosmix at around 5 PM. Wei Cong then blanja-ed (treated in malay) me &amp;amp; Kenneth (CCA junior) to uhmmm..some Oreo...thingy. It was nice. Maybe I should get him to do the same tomorrow. Crap, I'm so evil. I need to change to get positive karma!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TOP 10 THINGS YOU WOULD NEVER EXPECT TO FIND IN THE COSMIX(A big space that pretty much contains the school library + computer lab + animation club room +(old)photograp&lt;wbr&gt;hy club room).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To be more exact, the counter area of cosmix.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. School tie.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No idea why it is there. A student left it there maybe?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. Calculator.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;FREE CALCULATOR. Dayum, my calculator is spoilt, maybe I should take it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. Darryl's(My class chairman) script for the story telling competition.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The competition was like so long ago...mhm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7.Keys. ALOT OF RANDOM KEYS.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think there should be like at least over 50 keys or over 100 keys. Oh my, I really wonder why are these keys there for.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. A whole bunch of pencils with smiley faces all over it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can only think of three reasons why they were there, one, they were given..as cheap gifts. Two, being seen with such childlish pencils is just..childish,&lt;wbr&gt; so someone there it there. Three, its was randomly bought from a one dollar shop, someone left it in there and then forgot about them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(This is where the really good ones come in)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Name tags of random people's name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Most of them had technologist under their name. HMMM. SUSPICIOUS.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Mentos, a packet of biscuit and another a packet of biscuit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think they had already expired.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. A bowl... and a plate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like what the hell. WHAT ARE THERE BOWL AND PLATES IN THE COSMIX?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Two...two...two&lt;wbr&gt;..bottle offfff CHILLI SAUCE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WHAT THE. LIKE OH MY. HAHAHAHA. TWO BOTTLE OF CHILLI SAUCE. I think someone put in in there in case they were locked in the cosmix. HAHAHA. BUT WHAT THE HELL! TWO BOTTLE OF CHILLI SAUCE?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Bugs in the drawer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anthea said she saw some. SHE THOUGHT SHE SAW SOME.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ew.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till the next time I blog again,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3804801583158259566?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3804801583158259566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3804801583158259566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3804801583158259566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3804801583158259566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-19-crazy-day.html' title='May 19 ; Crazy day.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7050577353867180904</id><published>2009-05-18T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:15:23.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 18 ; 10 things I've learnt from playing The Sims 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, I shall talk about the op 10 things I've learnt from playing The Sims 2.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10) A city mayor's pay is roughly around 1k.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9) The only 2 things you need to get a job promotion is one, skills points and two, lots of friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8 ) You can cheat behind other people's back, provided they don't see you cheating on them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8.5 ) EVEN IF THEY DO SEE YOU CHEATING ON THEM! You don't have to worry! Because there is a timer on how long the person will be pissed at you. Once the time is over, the person won't be pissed at you anymore! YAY!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7) If you hate a certain person, just open up the cheat box, type 'moveObejcts on' then use the hand tool, click on that person...and press the delete button.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6) Pregnant people walk in a weird way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5) You get paid from work daily.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4) Date a person, make sure it becomes a dream date and then forget about that person forever, its the best and fastest way to get a friend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3) People think that talking to you means that they can enter your house, even if you don't want them to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) Babies are annoying.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) The best way to end a date is to do a WooHoo, A.K.A sex.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will blog more tomorrow,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7050577353867180904?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7050577353867180904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7050577353867180904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7050577353867180904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7050577353867180904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-18-10-things-ive-learnt-from.html' title='May 18 ; 10 things I&apos;ve learnt from playing The Sims 2.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8453125064873303176</id><published>2009-05-14T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:14:58.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 14 ; Okay lah, I shall blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Blog,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sorry for letting rot. I shall rot with you. Okay, just kidding. Anyway, since the exams had ended, I've been doing alot of un-important and un-constructive&lt;wbr&gt; stuff. Hahahaha. Mainly playing Dragonica and Sim 2. I'm so excited for Sims 2!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm thinking if maybe I should try and do machinmas with Sims 2, I'm somewhat interested in doing it. But...sigh. I have so many things to do. Maybe I'll take some in game shots of sims 2...for the sake of random-ness? Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yes, check out my DeviantArt page okay? Its in my blog-rolls. I've updated it with some art. Its worth your time. maybe not.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ending this short, uninformative,r&lt;wbr&gt;andom.rubbish post here. Going to some battle field trip tomorrow. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;P.S. I update alot on twitter. ( www.twitter.com&lt;wbr&gt;/snailified )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Toodles,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8453125064873303176?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8453125064873303176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8453125064873303176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8453125064873303176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8453125064873303176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-14-okay-lah-i-shall-blog.html' title='May 14 ; Okay lah, I shall blog.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4887511257729564514</id><published>2009-05-07T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:13:05.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 7 ; Today have got to be the best day in this week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HELLO! My my, I have to say, today is a pretty good day? I guess. Nah. Maybe not. It rained this morning. Bad sign. So yes, I had my maths paper and mother tongue (Chinese) listening comprehension today. Maths was well...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I got the paper and the teacher asked us to check, I quickly scanned through the whole thing to make sure there isn't any question about drawing any figues or shit. Thank snails, there wasn't any. Well, this was basically what happened.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Flips to first page and looks at question one. Stares at it for 5 minutes-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me to myself : &lt;i&gt;What the fuck.How do you bloody do this question?! Forget it. Lets do question 2 ...skip this one first.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Question 2-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me to myself, again: &lt;i&gt;Bloody shit. Question 3.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Question 3-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me to myself : &lt;i&gt;FINALLY A QUESTION I CAN DO.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Question 4-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Me to myself : &lt;i&gt;Okay. Can I give up already? Out of the first 4 questions I only know how to do 1 question....sig&lt;wbr&gt;h.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;So yup my dear Androo, that was what happened. I am bloody pathetic. Went down for recess with Syaheeran, did nothing but I bought a compass. Lost mine. I don't know if I LOST it or someone TOOK it uhhh. Did not know we actually have liek almost 1 hour of recess. Went up to class a wee too bit early.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was fooling around with uhh..Ee Siang, Dixon, Adri, Jeff and Vincent. Hahahah. My listening comprehension. I really don't know what to say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went home and played insaneaquraium for a while. Downloaded Mabinogi, I want to play it after my exams. Oh yes, Dragonica's close beta is stating tomorrow. FINALLY. But there is literature on friday. Arrrggghh. One more this before I end, just now uh, was high on MSN chatting with some on my online friend then the bloody power tripped.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lily Allen - Fuck you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you get, do you get a little kick out of being small-minded?&lt;br /&gt;You want to be like your father, it's approval you're after&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not how you find it&lt;br /&gt;Do you, do you really enjoy living a life that's so hateful?&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's a hole where your soul should be&lt;br /&gt;You're losing control a bit&lt;br /&gt;And it's really distasteful&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause we &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; what you do and we hate your whole crew&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you (fuck you)&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very very much&lt;br /&gt;Cause your words don't translate and it's getting quite late&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stay in touch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wish me luck,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4887511257729564514?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4887511257729564514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4887511257729564514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4887511257729564514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4887511257729564514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-7-today-have-got-to-be-best-day-in.html' title='May 7 ; Today have got to be the best day in this week.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-456767128079862934</id><published>2009-05-05T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:12:30.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 5 ; I'm just your sidedish friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I shall start this little post of mine...with this. Not to anyone in particular.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh. Apparently I'm just one of your sidedish friend. Love me when you want to. Need me when you have to and just throw me to a side when you don't need me. Sorry, but i'm not a dumb toy. I'm not your sidedish friend. So go hang out with the cliches or dumb fucks who just want attention. Fuck off, will you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Uhm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To update you, up till now, I only flunked chinese. Shit chinese.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;x,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-456767128079862934?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/456767128079862934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=456767128079862934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/456767128079862934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/456767128079862934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-5-im-just-your-sidedish-friend.html' title='May 5 ; I&apos;m just your sidedish friend.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-5064309607509927870</id><published>2009-05-01T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:11:59.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 1 ; Breaking news</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Snails - Friday , May 1&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By Androo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SNAILAPORE - You might be blog hopping, play video games, webcamming with a total stranger you just met over maplestory even though you are going to have a test next week and/or there is a swine flu outbreak now and you don't give a crap about it. Okay, to tell the truth. I don't give a shit what you're doing either. Anyway, moving on. There is a reportedly pimples outbreak across the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Apparently, there has already been pimples outbreak everywhere on almost everyone for the past few days, weeks, months , years and..decades...&lt;wbr&gt;? Ah ha! Okay. That just made no sense or whatsoever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;'Pimples outbreak? No comment. 'Een havin' them for years. Never gave a crap. They even made gold fur' me y'all know. Alot of people 'ave came up to me for pimples advertss but I nevar 'ook them up. I heart pimples!!!' said a guy we randomly picked from the street.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WHO said in a release statement yesterday that they will moniter the situation closely and uhhhmmm. Do something, I guess?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway. I dreamed today that I has a bad hair day with a 80s hairstyle. ITS THE WORST NIGHTMARE EVR. SERIOUSLY.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;xx,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-5064309607509927870?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/5064309607509927870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=5064309607509927870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5064309607509927870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5064309607509927870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/05/may-1-breaking-news.html' title='May 1 ; Breaking news'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-543018361083999414</id><published>2009-04-18T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:11:06.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 18 ; I'll just type, type and type.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Typing on short post to let you know I am not dead. Well, I am but not yet dead. You know. Dead but not yet. .... ahhh crap. You won't get it. I shall pour out my feelings in my next post, which will be password protected, I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So yeah. MSN/e-mail me if you want the password. Might not really give it to you (its my blog, so I can do anything, don't whine or anything if you don't get anything uh).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loves,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-543018361083999414?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/543018361083999414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=543018361083999414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/543018361083999414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/543018361083999414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/04/april-18-ill-just-type-type-and-type.html' title='April 18 ; I&apos;ll just type, type and type.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7225069546657680624</id><published>2009-04-04T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:02:51.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 5 ; Aren't all of us EQUAL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey yo ha he heyyy. Did you miss me? I bet you did. HAHA. This week has been some shitty one. I must say. Blah blah blah. I failed my NAPFA test. Its some national fitness test, for your info. For like the 6th time. Whihc pretty much means I've never passed it before ever since the first time I've taken it. Arrgghh. BUT, BUUUUTTT. I only failed my stand board jump this time round. Happy happy. I thought i would fail my pull ups anyway, but nah. I passed it, surprisingly. Ah, whatever! Darn it. OH MY CRAP. WHO JUST FARTED.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I ran 2.4 KM for PE today. had timing of uhm...12 minutes and 50 seconds, I think. Was singing (or panting) some anime songs I listened to last night . Haha! But it really helped okay. It was fun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mhm..yes. I've not really been active with my art lately. I think i really need to learn to sketch my ideas before vectoring them or photoshopping it or illustrator or whatevers. Or else they will look like crap. REALLY, REALLY CRAPPY. Sigh. Anyway willing to teach me drawing? Hehe. I think I am going to start vectoring something soon, but I don't know what to vector. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think I shall end my really short blog post with this really short paragraph. How...matching.&lt;wbr&gt; Haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All of us are equal?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah, we &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;. Until we say who we really are.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its no wonder why the world is so screwed today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Byyeee,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7225069546657680624?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7225069546657680624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7225069546657680624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7225069546657680624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7225069546657680624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/04/april-5-arent-all-of-us-equal.html' title='April 5 ; Aren&apos;t all of us EQUAL?'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1904872710489314854</id><published>2009-04-01T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:02:13.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 1 ; (Un)Happy April Fool's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't want tot type a long long post  so I will be typing a short one. Yeah. First of all. I...yours truly..did..not&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;...get selected for the Hong Kong exchange program. Sigh. I really wanted to go. Crap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't think i got April Fool-ed today, I don't think so. Hehe. I think glynnis was the first one I fooled! HAHA. While waiting for CCA, I said...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;'Hey XXXXXX, why are you here?'&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then she turned around and there was no one! Not going to reveal who XXX is, if not I think someone..is going to kill me! Had a pretty crappy CCA today. I left my black pen in the CCA room, I think.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mr Lam also selected the group leaders for the science project. I wasn't selected, neither did any of my (ex)group mates. Sigh. bad luck, I guess. But I joined Darryl's group.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been listening to anime's OST for the past hour. Mainly Air and Clannad. I feel like watching the animes again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Signing off,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1904872710489314854?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1904872710489314854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1904872710489314854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1904872710489314854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1904872710489314854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/04/april-1-unhappy-april-fools-day.html' title='April 1 ; (Un)Happy April Fool&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-809188429964241423</id><published>2009-03-31T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:00:59.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 31 ; Sigh. I don't know what to say or feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh. Whats with today uh? I don't know. Well, do you? Pfft. Doubt you do. Anyway...My brother woke me up but I refused to wake up and pretended to stay asleep or a few more minutes for a few more minutes before my mum came into the room and like...screamed&lt;wbr&gt; at me for I finally bothered to wake up. had breakfast while watching  TV. Heard 'poker face' when I was wearing my socks and shoes. I still don't really quite get what the song is trying to tell but I  think what Kenix said might be right...maybe I'll do some googling later. Oh yeah, so i went to school, talked to myself(in my head) while walking. I missing my imaginary mini me. Sigh. Reached the school, sat down and read my book. Its title is 'Looks', yeah, about one fat &amp;amp; one thin girl. So, being the crappy guy, I had no partner when it was almost 7.30 am. Oh well, I am sued to it, being partner-less, for the past...few years? I think. Went tot he hall for a GuZhen performance. Mhmm. Then went back to class for art. I really had no idea what to draw, okay, actually I do...but the 'characters' are somewhat obvious and the things I am trying to express/say isn't really that obvious. Had CME after that. Read my book and did a short writing on how to be 'SOCIAL RESPONSIBLE'. Uhhh. Right. Social responsible. I think CME is kind of..useless, since we are learning about stuff which should be obvious and thought at home, when we were like 7, 8 or 9. Had recess after CME. Went to canteen for recess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Had maths after recess. My maths teacher, Mr Dinesh indirectly said I wasn't good looking. Like what was that fucking supposed to mean. zzz. Well, he was like...suddenly&lt;wbr&gt; talking about how 2E2(my class) had more good looking guys(yeap, your truly not included) that his form class, 2E1.  Then he started mentioning the names of the guys who..had good looks in his class...before saying out loud whos good looking in our class. Sigh, okay, I think you would have known what happened..err..&lt;wbr&gt;he did not mention me. Right. I am not(yes, my classmates, better read this) being jealous (seriously, I know my looks are...) but I just felt that ... isn't it wrong to just say out loud whos good looking and whos not (indirectly) while in the middle of a class, with everyone in it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was uh...science after maths. Went down to science lab...luckily 2E3 was still inside th lab , then Darryl &amp;amp; I quickly took two leaves from outside the lab. HAHA. We left two pieces of black paper on the leaves yesterday after Conversational Mother Tongue lesson yesterday. Have to thank Darryl though, because he was the one who cutted out the pieces of black paper and lent me one paper clip. So, thanks...but i doubt he is reading this. Then when Mr Lam, my science teacher asked who ahd the leaves, Darryl and I raised up our hand...so we were the only one who did the experiment with 39 pairs of eyes looking at us. I wonder what would have happened if Mr Lam were to know it was taken before the lesson, outside of the science lab. It was fun though...except&lt;wbr&gt; for the fact that either I had done the experiment wrongly or the book provided the wrong information which made me...do the experiment wrongly. I kept the leaf after the whole thing, hehe, silly me. Maybe I'll throw it away tomorrow. I won't want a decomposed/ing leaf inside my file. That reminds me, I need a new file soon. My current one is tearing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;English was bullshit. Or snailcrap. I had to hand in my picture discussion without the picture because I could not print the pictures out. Then we had some all for one, one for all crap. I don't get it, why punish the whole class when some people, who are not bothered refuse to pass up their homework? Like its our fault for not sms/calling/pis&lt;wbr&gt;sing them off by telling them to hand in their work 24/7. Went for CCA, door was locked. Had to stay outside the door, in the cosmix for a while so I did my maths homework.CCA was ... I don't know. I think it was the only proper CCA I had in weeks. Did some brainstorming with Amirul. but could not think of any. Sigh. Having english make up lesson tomorrow. Maybe I'll go for CCA..late. Mhm. At least I have a good reason.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Twitter widget isn't..working properly. So maybe I'll put in my Twitter link under it later. I am staring to love Twitter... but its troublesome have to type out what you're doing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kenix/Neko said she had an secret edairy... mhm. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" mce_style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yllautca , it fnuof i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" mce_style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Going to sleep now,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-809188429964241423?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/809188429964241423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=809188429964241423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/809188429964241423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/809188429964241423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-31-sigh-i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='March 31 ; Sigh. I don&apos;t know what to say or feel.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6103262785789957111</id><published>2009-03-31T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:00:27.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 30 ; Sleepy. REALLY SLEEPY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I slept for plus minus 5 hours yesterday so I am now surviring on 5 hours to sleep. I feel guilty for neglecting youf or so long so I decided to upadte you with a post, while feeling oobe sleepy. Oh well, I guess I'll just list the important stuff.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sports fest sucked like how suckers grow from base of trees...okay. That wasn't what I meant. Sports fest sucks, like really really sucks. There was only the cheerleading competitiont hat I was in (last minute). SIgh. DId not win. oh well. At least I tried.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yes, I've realised I need to explain what does the back of my class t-shirt means. I put 'Andrewfied' on the back on my shirt and it seems like I've been question some questions onw hat it means. Let me give you an example.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Simplify&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Simplified&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;'xx' becomes simplified after you simplify it. Go figure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've also added a twittet widget at the right side of the blog. I have a good feeling I will be using twitter alot since I am a lazy snail. Go me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What else? Hmm. Okay. Maybe I will update you tomorrow. I NEED TO SLEEP LIKE ...NOW.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6103262785789957111?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6103262785789957111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6103262785789957111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6103262785789957111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6103262785789957111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-30-sleepy-really-sleepy.html' title='March 30 ; Sleepy. REALLY SLEEPY.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8391999202838089412</id><published>2009-03-27T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:58:33.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 27 ; Is it all just...dream? I hope it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;First of all, I would like to start this long blog post with a good news. I've disabled snaps. DISABLED SNAPS. I'VE FIANLLY DISABLED THAT SHIT WHICH ANNOYS ME MORE THAN JONAS SUCKERS. HAHAHA!. And if it has been annoying you for the past few weeks or something, I am really sorry okay, because I really had no idea how to disable that son of a bitch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, moving on. Since I am bored and I refuse to sleep, I shall type a long long blog post. The day started with me waking up at round 6.30 Am. So early, Hurray! Used the computer for a while and saw neko online! Then Zi Xin called me early in the morning. Sigh. Went to school, had maths as first lesson. I think its like the first time I have gotten every question for my homework right. Hmm, the homework was really easy anyway. Then Mr. Dinesh gave us some work to do in class. I only managed to finish half of what he wanted us to finish...I'm a snail, what do you expect? Had history after that. We did some inferring thing. It was pretty fun, I guess. Left my stuff inside the history room and went for recess, had chicken rice. Mhm. I am still hungry now. Went back to history room but it was locked...so the class had to wait outside. Darryl &amp;amp; friends were fooling around but it was very funny uh! Daryyl and Sean kept shouting into the (empty)history room though the windows asking Mrs.Ng to open the door (She wasn't in the room, they were just fooling around). Darryl wasn't even aware when Mrs.Ng really came to unlock the door. Oh, did I mention they hugged each other, words can't describe it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After going in, Darryl talked to me like he was some 6 year old or something uh. Talking about how Mrs Ng appeared out of no where(still fooling around). Haha. Did some CME worksheet. Drew some crappy stuff. (Darryl drew 'Own money pay money' but he did not write his name(I wrote it for him when he left, See I'm so good)). After CME was Chinese! The whole class did not do a piece of compo...then the teacher was like 'Okay okay, I expected this and I am lucky I had mentally prepared myself not to get angry'. Speechless. Teacher then teached us on how to write a compo about out classmate. I wrote about Anthea. She said I wrote a lot of bad points and little good points about her. Hahahaha. (Aiyah, I am going to write one whole paragraph of good points about her to balance it up okay). Anthea sat beside me to use her handphone(secre&lt;wbr&gt;ctly).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;English was pretty funny, I would say. We called Ms Zeng Staff Zeng. Msn. I don't really knwo why but it was funny. Someone from some other class came in to give some stuff, they did not know what to call/greet Ms Zeng and the class shouted 'Staff Zeng!!!Staf ZENG!' and they were like 'Good morning Staff Zeng'. Hahaha. When Mr Lam came in, we greeted him 'Senior Lam'(Because of the 'Staff Zeng' joke/thingy) ! Then he said if he was 'Senior Lam' we would all be 'Junior Lam(s)' and the whole classed pointed to Dixon (His surname is Lam too, so he would be the 'junior' Lam) like it was all pre-planned! HAHAHA! Went back home after science lesson. Changed into class tee, went back to school. Played floorball,LOST.&lt;wbr&gt; Fuck, we lost one bloody math and we are already out of the whole thingy. This sports fest is &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; well planned I must say. Watched the girls play floorball, they lost too. Ahh. I don't really give a shit about sports fest anyway(Well, I really did tried my best. Sigh).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stayed back in school because it was raining. Helped did the poster. Slacked around, I guess. Went home at 4.40 pm plus. Okay, stopping this at here. I don't want to continue it now. For some reason(not due to time, I have plenty).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Broken strings - James Morrison featuring Nelly Furtado&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me hold you&lt;br /&gt;For the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;br /&gt;But you broke me&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't feel anything&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When I love you,&lt;br /&gt;It's so untrue&lt;br /&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;br /&gt;When I'm speaking,&lt;br /&gt;It's the voice of someone else&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on, but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh the truth hurts&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh what are we doing&lt;br /&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;br /&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh it tears me up&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on, but it hurts too much&lt;br /&gt;I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell something that ain't real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well the truth hurts,&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to save&lt;br /&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;br /&gt;When we both know it's too late (too late)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can't play on broken strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell you something that ain't real&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well truth hurts,&lt;br /&gt;And lies worse&lt;br /&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I love you a little less than before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;br /&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh shit. Who am I kidding? Am I happy? Am I sad? I don't know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What do I do? I don't know. I really don't.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maybe I am just pretending to be sad. Pretending not to care. Am I?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope for a miracle. I really hope. Or I pray. Will it work?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But please, just one last time. Just one last time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it so hard to ask for it? Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really don't know. Stop asking me question. My head is going to explode.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please stop asking.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.. ,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8391999202838089412?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8391999202838089412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8391999202838089412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8391999202838089412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8391999202838089412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-27-is-it-all-justdream-i-hope-it.html' title='March 27 ; Is it all just...dream? I hope it is.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-212313152409855263</id><published>2009-03-24T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:57:58.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 24 ; Lifes been a whore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh. I missed you. I have so much to tell you. Where do I star? Hmm. Alot of unexpected stuff happened during the past few days? I guess. Lets see...ahh yes, my uncle bought me out on sat and he gave me a phone. We went to the Airport's terminal 3 . Hurrr. I've not really used the phone yet since I have not really figured out how to use it. Damn that little rectangle piece of metal with buttons on it. Also..my class t-shirt..hmm. What can I say? There is no mistakes or mine, I am pretty satisfied with it, I guess. The morning run today was..terrible? Art was pretty fun , did some drawings , haha. Maths..teacher did not come , so we did the exercise int he work book..science was..well, boring. English was..okay I guess. There wasn't any CCA today. Joy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here is a little message to some adult(not my parents, okay) who I see everyday : Oh phuulez. If you demand respect from me, give some to me, first. Pfft. You little fucking bias shit. Just admit it, you're bias.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmm. I'm not really in the mood to type out one long post. So yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shine - Imogen Heap&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Shine &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rain drain my play away&lt;br /&gt;Sun gun me down and burn me&lt;br /&gt;Nature hates me today&lt;br /&gt;My head distorts reality &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Madness just moved into my shadow &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shine - i will not cry and i will not die no&lt;br /&gt;Shine - i will be there for me&lt;br /&gt;Shine - i will not cry and i will be mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll shine - shine &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who waltzed me into this&lt;br /&gt;And i now stuck here forever&lt;br /&gt;Luck just gave me a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Then lashed me down with a leather strap &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Trying to learn to swim without any water &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Trying just to begin just when youre in for the slaughter &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shine - i will not cry and i will not die no&lt;br /&gt;Shine - i will be there for me&lt;br /&gt;Shine - ill be just fine if i stay all mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll shine - shine, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You will love me as a winner &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'll shine. I'll.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Loves,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-212313152409855263?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/212313152409855263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=212313152409855263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/212313152409855263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/212313152409855263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-24-lifes-been-whore.html' title='March 24 ; Lifes been a whore.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1813637647361428067</id><published>2009-03-21T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:55:31.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 21 ; And I shall celebrate my 100th post with this post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, maybe NOT only 'Dear Androo' but DEAR EVERY READER OF MY BLOG. READ THIS POST. DO NOT SKIP ANYTHING OR IT WILL SPOIL THE FUN. Okay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*ahem*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*coughcough*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel really &lt;i&gt;baaaaaadddddddd&lt;wbr&gt;dddd &lt;/i&gt;for doing this but its for a good cause.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you just done something bad?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes. I know you did.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you just done some REALLY REALLY BAD?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Admit it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ever want to made it up for cheating on your lover?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes. I know your secrets.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ever wanted to change your karma?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the better?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But JUST don't know how to?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you feel down lately?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you thinking of doing something nice for a change?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Or you suddenly feel like doing something nice!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, here is your chance!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I even mention you will be able to make someone happy?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Brighten up his day?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Change his life FOREVER?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;BUY ME A ELLEN WATER BOTTLE!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can find it at www.ellenshop.c&lt;wbr&gt;om . Thank you very much.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. If you really want to buy me that bottle, you can also consider buying me the mugs(Mhm..the white ones), the shirts, the books, the boxers or even the thongs! Just think of what will happen when you buy them for me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yes. Its just only 27 bucks, including shipping for the bottle. He. He. He!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hope you will buy them for me,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1813637647361428067?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1813637647361428067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1813637647361428067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1813637647361428067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1813637647361428067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-21-and-i-shall-celebrate-my-100th.html' title='March 21 ; And I shall celebrate my 100th post with this post.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1490188416295251807</id><published>2009-03-19T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:54:42.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 19 ; I've finally updated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've not blogged for days. I don't fucking care. Okay, maybe I do. FINE, I ADMIT I DO CARE A GREAT LOT! Sigh. Life been such a mess since the holiday started. Hey, know what? On Friday, last week, the last day of school, I was walking home when *SNAP* , MY BAG STRAP BROKE. How much nice. My schoolbag broke on the last day of school term. What a joke. The people up there must have really out dated calenders because its not even April yet. After that, I turned on the TV to TV to watch 'Survivor' at 3 PM. Only to find out it was actually on 2 PM and some crappy show called ''The new adventures of Robin Hood' was showing. Right. Life is just so great. Oh well, at least now I've learned to check the TV guide before assuming Survivor starts at 3 PM. Family is getting messier by the day. I can do nothing. Maybe just hope for the best and this chaos will be over some day. I have so much to blog right now. So I guess I will continue typing till I run out of stuff to type.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wen to my CCA BBQ yesterday. Can't really say it was fun. Also can't really say it wasn't fun. I only can say I only ate like $4.90(paid 5 bucks, by the way) worth of food. Go me. But then again, if i include the stuff i wasted playing with, it must have been over 5 bucks already. How I wished I had a camera so I can take photos. But life sucks, so I don't ahve any, go me. IF ONLY I REMEMBERED I NEEDED PHOTOS FOR MY DAMNED ENGLISH ASSIGNMENT. Crap. Tomorrow is Thursday already. I hope I seriously can stop procrastinating&lt;wbr&gt; and do my homework tomorrow! Oh yeah. Edward &amp;amp; friends are coming over for project work tomorrow. Hope I don't oversleep. Sigh. Theres two Project to be done this holiday. One individual , one project work. I was so lucky that I was able to get a team when I received the papers. Sometimes life is great. Why can't it be all the time? Hurmph. SO my group for the group project is uhm..Edward the pork(I think hes going to kill me when he sees this, but...whatever!&lt;wbr&gt;), Syazrin(I think I spelled his name wrongly. Ugghhh. I'm bad with spelling),  Dixon and Dai Xu. Hmm. I am going to suicide if only like 2 of them turned up. But then again, the 'meeting' was sort of rushed. So maybe it won't be a surprise if its only Edward who turned up. Oh wait. I forgot if I told them to wait at 9 AM or 10 Am. SHIT.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Moving on. I pretty much realized I look fucking scary in photograph. Someone tell em what is the opposite of photogenic please? (I did a google search and so it unphotogenic.. Yup, I'm unphotogenic!) I saw the photo of me at Huang Jie's blog (its private, so you can't view it! HAHA SUCKERS!) and I saw this fugly guy who had the head my sister always used for her sim in The sims (1). I am seriously. Crap. And i used to thought I was ugly. Okay. Maybe I AM ugly and SCARY looking. Ooo! I so remember the times I always chase Jenny around and she would run because she said I had a look of a &lt;i&gt;Ji Ko Peh&lt;/i&gt; (Old pervert?) in Primary School. Ahh..the retarded times of me in Primary school. I even used to twiit when i was like in P4 or P5...wait. You did not just see what I typed! I hope plastic surgery can fix my looks. Wait. Plastic isn't eco-friendly. Maybe I will opt for a eco-friendly one. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Ooo. I just checked, Its 627 words(From 'Dear Androo' to '...eco-friendl&lt;wbr&gt;y. Hehe.). Around 400 words more till my usual 1000words posts!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yes before I forgot. I now have a new Internet plan and have cable TV. The flyer was like so fucking misleading but whatever, what ahve been done cannot been undone. If only I know this Mio TV shit was &lt;i&gt;oh-sooo-excitin&lt;wbr&gt;g &lt;/i&gt;I would have definitely asked my Dad not to subscribe!  Seriously. Its either that I can't find The Ellen DeGeneres Show or the cable TV don't have it. I think its the latter. HOW CAN YOU CALL IT SOME CABLE TV WHEN THERE IS NO ELLEN DEGENERES SHOW! The only channel i like is BBC knowledge. Fuck. And there is only one music channel (Its called TRACE). And its showing music videos 24/7. The music is crap, by the way. maybe I complain too much because most people don't even have cable tv. Hehe. And the new Internet. I think the speed(according&lt;wbr&gt; to the flyer), should be 2x faster..I can't remember. But I don't feel the same eh. maybe its just me. It must be me. I really think I complain too much. Oh well, that what Singaporeans do!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yes. I WANT A ELLEN MUG! OR ELLEN BLINDFOLD! OR ELLEN WATERBOTTLE! OR A ELLEN T-SHIRT! OR A ELLEN BLIND FOLD! OR A ELLEN BOXERS! OR A ELLEN THONGS! Oh wait, remove the thongs. AHHHH. Someone buy one for me please? But then I am like seriously going to cry if someone actually buys it for me because I don't even think someone WOULD actually buy it for me. Buuutttt. If you really want to buy me one , its here (http://www.ell&lt;wbr&gt;enshop.com/?ref&lt;wbr&gt;erral_id=ELHOME&lt;wbr&gt;). I seriously want the water bottle though.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before I forget. I've done yet another text art(art made with words/text). Let me upload it...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="mceTemp"&gt;&lt;dl id="attachment_132" class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 310px;"&gt;&lt;dt class="wp-caption-dt"&gt;&lt;a href="http://snailified.deviantart.com/art/Congratulations-116191840" mce_href="http://snailified.deviantart.com/art/Congratulations-116191840"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-132" title="congratulations-img" src="http://snailified.wordpress.com/files/2009/03/congratulations-img.png?w=300" mce_src="http://snailified.wordpress.com/files/2009/03/congratulations-img.png?w=300" alt="Yet another text art I've made!" width="300" height="93" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="wp-caption-dd"&gt;Yet another text art I've made!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahh yes. There it is. Its based on a song, 'Congratulation&lt;wbr&gt;s' by Blue October featuring Imogen Heap. Hmm. If you're going to steal it. Uhh. Go ahead. Its already water marked(Not really obvious though)! It links to the deviant art page where I uploaded the art a few days ago. So yeah. Enjoy it? Ahh. it looks so crappy when it zoomed in but I'm really surprised you can actually make out the words when its zoomed out/smaller. Hmm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay. I think I am going toe nd my post here. GOSH. Its 1.24 Am already. Lets see..what time did I start typing this post? 12.36 Am. Hmm. Took almost exactly one hour for a...1033 long post. Pretty..fast I guess. Oh yes, I am going to like include a 'Tag page' So it will petty much function like a Tag Board. Remember to read&amp;amp;tag okay!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;lots of (l),&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1490188416295251807?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1490188416295251807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1490188416295251807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1490188416295251807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1490188416295251807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-19-ive-finally-updated.html' title='March 19 ; I&apos;ve finally updated.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6515974036739293265</id><published>2009-03-12T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:54:10.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 12 ; Felt like years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Felt like ages since I've last blogged. Forgive me okay! I can't really say I've been really busy so I've not been blogging but more of because I sort of always blog during the night and of course, feels very tired. Most of my post tend to be really long and they take a lot of time to type...around 10 minutes to an hour I guess. So I'm going to try and type shorter post from now on..have to post regularly! Ahh..since I've not posted for like around a week, I'll try and make it up with a really loooonnnnggggg post okay? I'll TRY! I have like 2 hours so it won't be much of a problem..I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So the exams have ended..and now its the period where we worry...for the thing we...or I..dread the most..yes..the.&lt;wbr&gt;..*drumrolls*..&lt;wbr&gt;results! I've still not gotten back my geography paper..but it doesn't really matter since I can predict the marks hovering somewhere around the passing marks. Life have been a whore lately. Arrrgghhh. I think the &lt;i&gt;only &lt;/i&gt;paper I've done well was History and Science... . I somehow had like a memory boost on the day i was revising for history. Yeaps, go me. English was &lt;i&gt;dammed&lt;/i&gt;. 15 over 30. Crap. I have no oen to blame except for myself I guess, my compo was not that really well. Spend a tad too much time on draft, did not manage to finish counting the words, did not even have time to read through my compo. Screw me. Next time remind me to write faster instead of trying to make my compo legible. Arrgghh, who cares if my handwriting suddenly improved in the compo. Its not like I will get any marks for that. Just for your information, I wrote on the topic 'A traumatic experience'. Syaheeran scored 22 for his compo. Damn him. Well, the compos were marked by &lt;i&gt;different &lt;/i&gt;teachers anyway. Moving on, I scored 31 over 50 in literature. Did badly on my compo, won't and not bothered to elaborate since theres not much to say about it. Science..scored&lt;wbr&gt; 40 over 50, originally 42. Oh, just kill me. Maths? Hah. I &lt;b&gt;seriously&lt;/b&gt; thought I was going to fail it since my construction of the figure was &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt; and so I scored 24 .... over 40. Ha. Ha. HAHAHAHA. Crap. Thank snails. Its like borderline marks but at least I passed. I PASSED. A MIRACLE! Since when did my life last had a miracle happen uh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chinese, 36 over hundred, after adding up everything. Oh, just screw me okay? Screw, screw, screw me.  think I've forgotten about my DnT marks. Its..25 over 30 if I am not wrong. Thats all of my CA results! Excluding geography, of course. I'll update you when I get my geography results tomorrow okay. After typing almost 3 paragraph about my results, I think its time I move on to the other stuff..that you would be more interested in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lets start with Wednesday..lets&lt;wbr&gt; see. DnT in the morning, had the usual lessons. We are learning how to play the drums in music lesson now. I suck at it, wish me luck. Went to cosmix, had lunch, chicken rice. Waited for CCA to start but it was cancelled later. Wasted my time. Went home, took a shower, mopped the floor, sat on bed watching Ellen/TEDS and fell asleep. Sorry Ellen, I was really exhausted. Today was still okay i guess. I was in my dreamy mode when I woke up.. Still sleepy..mhmmm. Reached school at around 7.40 AM...there was like no space for yours truly to sit on during assembly. Oh my dear classmates, you're all &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; considerate! Had maths first, received my paper. Harrr! Then it was history...Darry&lt;wbr&gt;l, Manday, someone else(i forgot? I think...) and I scored 18..the highest in class. Yayness. Mrs Ng gave us each a packet of biscuits(I saw a biscuit with the shape and the name 'cock' on it while eating it).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then had recess, with Syaheeran, as usual. Went back to class and then to cosmix for health check after recess. Everything was normal! Yay for me but I think I am still going to see a doctor during the march holidays? I don't really know. Had English, the class discussed about the class t-shirt. Argh &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt;... . Some crap happened but I won't elaborate because I don't know the details of what happened. Science was after English. Felt very sleepy. Mehhh. I saw some of my primary school juniors while walking to the school gate and they recognised me. Oh my...seriously.&lt;wbr&gt; I really wonder why are they there? For a event? Maybe.. .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was really tired when I reached home. Fell asleep. Go me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2009.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A new year? A new start in life? Hopefully everything will be better in the new year? Yeaps. Some good stuff did actually happened and life did become somewhat better but there were more fuckloads of shit. What is life coming to? Sigh. Sometimes I just really wonder. Maybe its all just a dream? Hopefully everything will work out well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life gets more depressing each day. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;List of stuff to complete during the holidays :&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Holiday homework.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- a. Homeworks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- b. Projects.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Arts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- a. Improve on 'Only got one' and 'its good to be in love' and put them up for print. (Go look at my deviant art!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- b. Finish my vector colouring and do up one or two more vectors during next week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- c. Read some Illustrator/Pho&lt;wbr&gt;toshop tutorials?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Not rot at home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;4. Suicide&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt; - a. by jumping into a bucket of salt.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Getting depressed now. Going to end my post now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loves,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6515974036739293265?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6515974036739293265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6515974036739293265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6515974036739293265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6515974036739293265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-12-felt-like-years.html' title='March 12 ; Felt like years.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4720674579462077592</id><published>2009-03-04T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:52:47.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 4 ; Dayuummm it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey ya! Today have been a pretty rough day eh! I had my science and geography test in the monrning. Science was STILL okay...but I screwed up geogrpahy big time! Mhm ... now I only hope i can pass all of my subjects..and get a C for my REALLY REALLY weak subjects , B for the screwed up ones and A for the easy ones. Grr. I can't get more than 1 subject with the  C grade or I will go suicide! Argh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, moving on...I think i shall talk a little about yesterday first. Yesterday was my English and Literature paper. English was screwed, so was Literature. Argh. Anthea and I left the class after one period (FYI ,one period is half an hour) of science. Yayness! I had chicken rice, it was not really filling though , rawr, but who cares. So we board the (mini)bus at around 11. I sat with Elijah and he said I was annoying... . When we , uh, reached the venue...the award ceremony hasn't started so we were waiting outside the hall...playing a fool. Yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I must really admit, when walking into the hall, there really is some feeling like you're a star going for a important award ceremony or something! Well, beside the fact that 1.The carpet was well, dirty,really dirty, 2.There are whole lots of people behind you..and nono! Stars don't have people behind them when walking down the red carpet! , 3. The seats were very shaky. I was scared it would suddenly collapse. HAHA. My school won the Viewers choice award (was pretty shock because my schoolw as ranked like the 2nd or 3rd in terms of video view counts) and the merit award! Ugh, my team's video won nothing. Oh well, i would be shocked if we actually win something you know. It was too... uggghhh. The ceremony was really long, it was a maricle that I did not fall asleep! There was a buffet after the (free) buffet after the ceremony and being the typical kiasu (scared to lose) singapore, I took alot of food! Okay, maybe not alot, but a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; fish and &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; sandwich &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; lah! Waited for a while being taking the (mini)bus back to school. Sat beside Jiawei this time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;First thing I did after reaching home was sleep, and I wasn't supposed to do that. rawr, was supposed to revise! Oh well. Had to do all my revision late at night because I slept till pretty late. Mhm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And for todaaayyyy!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know about my test uh, so as usual, went to the are outside cosmix to do nothing with Syaheeran. Borreeedddd. Had maths after that, ugh, I suck at it. Lets hope iI don't flunk my maths test tomorrow. Had sceince after that, Mr Lam allowed us t revise for out Maths and MT, but we have practicle...wis&lt;wbr&gt;h me luck! I can't fail it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Music was the last lesson for the day. There was no guitars so i was sort of fooling around(I called Glynnis a pig(okay lah, sorry princess!)). Go me! I had (instant)Mee Goreng for lunch and watched a episode of School Rumble (anime) while eating my (instant)Mee Goreng! Had a nap after that. Was really sleepy, okay! Woke up, had dinner , revised, played some flash games, and so now I'm blogging! Haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ugh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did I mention that I *insert word here* people that takes pictures of themselves  with the mirror and their handphone visible? Ugh. I don't know why but it just makes me...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, I am ending my post here, bye!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;xx &amp;amp; (L) ,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4720674579462077592?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4720674579462077592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4720674579462077592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4720674579462077592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4720674579462077592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-4-dayuummm-it.html' title='March 4 ; Dayuummm it.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-2463810435783265784</id><published>2009-03-02T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:51:29.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 2 ; A test a day keeps the happiness away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The common test are this week. Joy! History was up today and it was a piece of cake...so I suppose this is a good start for my common test week. Its going to be english and literature for tuesday. I totally have no confidence in passing this two subjects. Damn it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was supposed to be revising literature today but I fell asleep...halfwa&lt;wbr&gt;y. Then there was this thunder storm which woke me up..but I fell asleep again. Haha, go me. If i remember correctly, mum shouted at me to have dinner at 7 pm plus , so yeah , woke up at 7 pm to have dinner. Tried to study for literature again but used the computer instead. Did some maths, revised for literature and english.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm going to some SDMA award ceremony tomorrow. Hmm. I am going to be released at 11.40 pm, which means i will miss 1 period of science and two period of english. Mhm...should I be happy or sad? I'll be home at 6pm too , so ... there won't be much time left to revise for my science and geog which is on wednesday. Hurmph.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am feeling a little sleepy now. Maybe i will do some updates on the theme or the page about myself and then sleep..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;xx,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-2463810435783265784?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/2463810435783265784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=2463810435783265784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2463810435783265784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2463810435783265784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/03/march-2-test-day-keeps-happiness-away.html' title='March 2 ; A test a day keeps the happiness away.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7299413541872545363</id><published>2009-02-27T11:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:34:52.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 28 ; the last day of the month but the start of my wordpress blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey hello! Glad to see you again. So yes, because blogger did not really have MUCH to offer, I've decided to move to Wordpress. Yes, blogger, you heard it right. I've dumped YOU. Our relationship is sooooo sooooooooo over! If you don't know what is blogger and uh..wordpress..&lt;wbr&gt;.you can..forget the last few sentence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wordpress is definitely something new for me. I've never really tried Wordpress before and oh my. I must say, its..pretty impressive? Wordpress is really REALLY easy to use. MUCH easier than blogger. You don't even have to go to blogskins site and search for blogskins and scream for someone to help you edit the html/css of the template (if you know nuts about HTML and CSS, that is). Well, in Wordpress, there are..alot of nice pre-made skins made available to you already. Mhm. Its easy to edit them too eh. Geez, the next time i see someone shouting for someone to help them to edit their blogger template, I will just tell them to 'shut up and go use Wordpress,yo!'.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you have not notice yet, my tagboard is missing. Along with few other stuff, mainly the links to the other blogs/sites and my profile page but I am too lazy to update my profile page. I don't really know if i can insert my tagboard into my Wordpress blog but I will try. If I can't then sorry readers, time for you to learn to use the comment function.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will still be posting my blog post to my Blogger's blog in case this Wordpress blog  fails or doesn't work for me but I will be changing my Blogger blog's URL, make sure 21x5.co.cc directs you to this site so you are forced to come to my Wordpress blog and not my Blogger's blog. Yay for me, 21x5.co.cc and you!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, lets move on and talk about what happened today, shall we?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today started fine. I woke up with my shoulders and arm hurting a little. Took a shower, had my breakfast while using the computer (I was burning flash onto a disc for my CCA junior(I forgot to do it the day before). Reached school at around 7.20 am, I think. Went straight up to class to put my bag and went to assembly with my towel. We WERE supposed to go to the gym but some other guy (okay, a teacher) 'snatched' out slot so we had no choice but to play our games, is it a blessing in disguise? I don't know. I played handball, as usual. We were originally spilt up into two groups but there were too many people in the two groups so we were spilt into three groups instead. My group lost in the first match but it was a draw in the second match. I was the goal keeper in the second match. I heard Syafiqah A say 'I told you Andrew is good!' and I was like 'Uhh...haha? Me? Good? Sports? Nice joke...' but I have to admit, I do love handball.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had geography after PE but i forgot to being my textbook and green file. Ahh, screw me. Whats with my memory lately. I have a feeling I am not going to perform well for my geography test. I better buck up uh. I can't afford to fail any of my subject(Arrgggh&lt;wbr&gt;hh, screw chinese, I am so going to flunk it, crap)! Went around to find a tie for Adri but could not find it (Sorry Adri!) arrgghhh. Where did all the people with extra ties go to(Anthea left MY tie at HER home, yeah, go her!(i doubt i will get it back(Arrgghh, i am so going to kill her)))?! I then went to the area outside cosmix with Syaheeran, *Cheng Qing and Hima. I was waiting for *Wei Cong to give his the disc but he was missing. D-dh-oh!I saw the other junior I was talk to yesterday with Wei Cong ... can't remember his name ahhh. My memory sucks. I asked him where is Wei Cong and he did not see his either, hmmm. Went to canteen to look for Wei Cong, asked Anthea if did she see Wei Cong and she said he just went black to his class...arrrggg&lt;wbr&gt;hhh..I went down to the canteen for nothing!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I then went up back to his class and passed him the disc before going down to the science lab for science. I did my science notes there..mhm. I then went back to class for PC lesson. The class had to wait outside the class(sounds wrong,haha) for the table to be arranged... and guess what? To my left, is my current desk partner, Farina. To my right, is my ex-desk partner, Edward....WHAT A COINCIDENT AHHHH!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I went back hoem after school was dismissed, then went out with my dad. We ate at a hong kong cafe, it was..nice, I guess. Dad and my brotehr went to causeway point to get soemthing while i went back home to sue the computer(lazy me!)! I fell asleep helfway while watching TEDS(The Ellen DeGeneres Show) (sorry Ellen!(your monologue is very funny, by the way). Woke up at 8 pm..slept for 2 hours..arrgghhh&lt;wbr&gt;.Used to computer, did some revision till it was 11pm and watched Skip Beat and Survivor(at 12 mn).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That is pretty much what happened today..oh my geez. Almost one hour to type this long long post. Almost 900 words long already uh. Go me!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am going off now, maybe I will change the themeof this blog again. I don't know. Or maybe I will go to sleep!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;xx,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Andrew.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;* - I think I got the spelling of your names wrong, sorry!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7299413541872545363?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7299413541872545363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7299413541872545363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7299413541872545363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7299413541872545363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-28-last-day-of-month-but-start.html' title='February 28 ; the last day of the month but the start of my wordpress blog!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1842305085621691786</id><published>2009-02-26T05:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:28:45.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 26 ; I'be blogged, finally...and introducing my blog V.2.0 (Eh..since when was it v.1.0?)</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; finally blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. I won't leave you here to die okay! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mhm&lt;/span&gt;...for the sake of making this post look like a 8-days-worth-of&lt;wbr&gt;-blog-post-cram&lt;wbr&gt;med-into-one-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;st post, i shall...do a quick run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; of what happened today! SO i woke up at around 6.30 AM today... had breakfast and stuff, walked to school. First lesson was maths and Mr.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dinesh&lt;/span&gt; finally came (he was on MC for the past 3 days)..he explained some problem sums and equations. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Duurrrhhh&lt;/span&gt;, i think i am going to fail my maths! I don't understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mhm&lt;/span&gt;. Practise makes perfect uh! We then had uh...history! Yes..history. Was doing the workbook...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Darr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yl&lt;/span&gt; copied some of my answer but of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;..i did ask for his 'help' while doing the question..i did not know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;(okay, copy or ask, whatever you say)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to recess with my MP3 player (i have no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;, sue me) and history notes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Syaheean&lt;/span&gt; and I went to the area outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt; to study, or rather, listen to my mp3 player, for me. He was doing his toy mouse, listening tot his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;smsing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. When going back to class, i saw my brother. Screw that! Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CME&lt;/span&gt; and then MT. the class had a test for MT..okay..the only word to describe was.. f*ck. No seriously, a test? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Whhaaattt&lt;/span&gt;? The teacher did not even say anything the day before. We then had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Zeng&lt;/span&gt; went through the worksheet we did yesterday and gave us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;anotehr&lt;/span&gt; worksheet to do. I so don't get the worksheet okay. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; was science! I was doing my science notes but did not manage to do much notes, screw notes. I must complete the 3 chapters of notes before next week or i am going to chop off....a strand of my white hair. (No seriously...i MUST complete my science notes!) I then went to the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; meeting'. Crap. turned out it was about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; BBQ. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Gaaahh&lt;/span&gt;. Waste of time. Talked with two of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; juniors before i left school. Walked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;qing&lt;/span&gt;(I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; how to spell his name...) and Austin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they were forced to. I was carrying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;austin's&lt;/span&gt; books and they could not catch up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Hahahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;If you did pay attention to my post title, you would see the word v.2.&lt;br /&gt;If you are observant enough, you would see the three words &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of it, 'introducing my blog v.20'&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what that means, go screw yourself and go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, i will be...&lt;br /&gt;1. Adding more content to the other part of my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Advertise it like i am a attention seeking whore.&lt;br /&gt;3. Makes sure 2 does not happen.&lt;br /&gt;4. Change my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;url&lt;/span&gt; (www.xxxx.blgos&lt;wbr&gt;pot.com) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt; so you people would link to www.21x5.co.cc and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;thw&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;url&lt;/span&gt; . (I have reasons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Mhm&lt;/span&gt;....v 2.0 ...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should call it v1.05 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i am ending my short (supposed to be long) post here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Toodles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1842305085621691786?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1842305085621691786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1842305085621691786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1842305085621691786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1842305085621691786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-26-ibe-blogged-finallyand.html' title='February 26 ; I&apos;be blogged, finally...and introducing my blog V.2.0 (Eh..since when was it v.1.0?)'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4372415754975280924</id><published>2009-02-17T06:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:41:35.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 17 ; Argh. Blog hopping with Google Chome is...terrible.</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have have you been uh? Today have been pretty wild. We had the mass run. I think my stamina dropped, can't really run as fast as before, don't really know why. We then had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; art&lt;/span&gt; and we did shading! Yeah. it was quite fun actually. I am starting to discover the joy of art once again! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; (sounds so drama-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;!)! We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CME&lt;/span&gt; after that. Played a teamwork game. I then went to he area outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt; to continue with my art &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; but did not really manage to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; it though. Had maths after recess. Ugh, maths is getting harder as each day goes by, i don't really know how am i going to pass my maths common test! We then had science...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;. Got a reader digest...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mmhhhhmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a talk, wasted two hours of my life on it. Joy. I then had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;...not rally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; since we did not really do anything. Heard that Mr Shawn got fired/contract expired/resigned and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; other stuff...hopefully...the new trainer will be equally good or better. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Somehow&lt;/span&gt; starting to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; a waste of time you know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Uggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog hopping with Google Chrome is a ... bitch. You go into a blog..and the next thing you know it.. AWFUL MUSIC COMES OUT AT MAX VOLUME. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, can't you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; please please please please don't put your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt;' music on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;autoplay&lt;/span&gt;? Just plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;fcuking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Chome&lt;/span&gt; add-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt; will come soon. I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;firefox&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Common test is coming soon. Have..to..study..darn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Uggghh&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4372415754975280924?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4372415754975280924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4372415754975280924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4372415754975280924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4372415754975280924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-17-argh-blog-hopping-with.html' title='February 17 ; Argh. Blog hopping with Google Chome is...terrible.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6343123423044056908</id><published>2009-02-16T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T07:53:05.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 16 ; The day where i do all of my tags.</title><content type='html'>Hey Androo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since i have some tags in my facebook, i figured i might as well do them all tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name quiz - tagged by Neko/kenix, Wilson and Janice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 20 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What is your name: Andrew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. A four Letter Word: Andy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A boy's Name: Andy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. A girl's Name: Andrea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. An occupation: Actor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. A color: Aqua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Something you'll wear: A tie. (HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. A food: Uhhh....Ang kuh kueh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: A towel. (go me. 8D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. A place: America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. A reason for being late: Andrew had to amke love. (Seriously, can't think of anything else)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Something you'd shout: ANDREW PWNS YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. A movie title: I don't know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Something you drink: Anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. A musical group: All saints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. An animal: Aligator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. A street name: Andrew road. (LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. A type of car: A type of car. (Yay!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. The title of a song: Anything but odinary - Avril Lavigne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;99/132 means you scored a distinction for doing stupid things! - Tagged by Janice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOUR HOMEWORK IS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are required to answer ALL the following questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tag 16 people and repost it with the title:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;99/132 means you scored a distinction for doing stupid things! (although that's not really an achievement hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INEXPERIENCED KID:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigarette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x (DOES DOG COUNT RAH) ) Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Drank Alcohol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Are / Been In Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Dumped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Shoplifted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Fired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been In A Fist Fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Skipped School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Slept With A Co-worker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been To Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been To Spain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been On A Plane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Eaten Sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Snowboarding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Taken Pain Killers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;() Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Made A Snow Angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Had A Tea Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Flown A Kite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;() Built A Sand Castle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Gone mudding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Played Dress Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Gone Sledging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been Lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;() Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Watched The Sun Set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Felt An Earthquake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Killed A Snake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been Tickled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been cheated on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been Misunderstood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Won A Contest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Suspended From School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Had Detention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Had / Have Braces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Danced in the moonlight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Hated The Way You Look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;() Witnessed A Crime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Pole Danced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Questioned Your Heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;() Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been Lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Swam In The Ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( x) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Sang Karaoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Made a Prank Phone Call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Kissed In The Rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Blown Bubbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Crashed A Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Had A Wish Come True&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Humped By A Monkey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Worn Pearls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Swore at the teacher, in front of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Swam With Dolphins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Kissed A Fish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Sat On A Roof Top &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Climbed A Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Had/Been In A Tree House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Believed In Ghosts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Gone Streaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Visited Jail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Played Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Broken A Bone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been Easily Amused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Caught A Butterfly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Had Someone Moon/Flash You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Cheated On A Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Forgotten Someone's Name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) French Braided Someones Hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Gone Skinny Dipping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Tried to hurt yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 35&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Rode A Roller Coaster &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Had A Cavity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been Black Mailed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 37&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 31&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Been Used&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Licked A Cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Bitten Someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Licked Someone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO FAR: 38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Been shot at/or at gunpoint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Had sex in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Flattened someones tires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( ) Got five dollars or less worth of gas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far: 39&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres a few more but i am lazy to do them. Going off now ! Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6343123423044056908?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6343123423044056908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6343123423044056908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6343123423044056908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6343123423044056908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-16-day-where-i-do-all-of-my.html' title='February 16 ; The day where i do all of my tags.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1444299038177069087</id><published>2009-02-15T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:34:55.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 16 ; The bit where i typed abou f**cks.</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was trying fucked up. My dad camp, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; did my dad's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; and wife. They talked about selling the house and some other shit. Well, i cried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. Shit. Never really cried that lot ever since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;godknowwhen&lt;/span&gt;. My family is a mess now. I don't even know if i can go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hk&lt;/span&gt; trip anymore. Confusion flooding my brain. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rawr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I don't want the bloody house to be sold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Fuck. I don't want to change my school too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My dad wants me to change my personality/character. Screw that. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; the way i am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Life is a whore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;type&lt;/span&gt; everything into my blog because is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; don't feel comfortable talking to my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. When was the last freaking time we even went out as a fucking family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck this. I am never going to get married okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Jenny &amp;amp; my friends for cheering me up okay, loves you all loads! *one big cookie and hug*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes i just wonder why am i so emotional and sometimes i just wonder do i even have any feelings, or am i just numb to everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;2Backka - Namida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how many thousands of times I've cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll always get over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't act stupid to escape it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That kind of situation, you understand, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's the last time, the last chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if it fails, don't be scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being sad or depressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or having loved, there'll be a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're cured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In those days when things don't go according to plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of being deceived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like something being broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tears begin overflowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's impossible to be unaffected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's impossible to show a frank face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm always avoiding it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about it even now I won't stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not finished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can't be finished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing has even started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer hasn't been received&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't give up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't even felt the significance, meaning and happiness of my existence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something anyone needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm waiting for my tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stepping over those crying over and over days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll become strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't pretend to be stupid to escape it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That kind of situation, you understand, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being put down many thousands times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll always get over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your voice will arrive, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be heard immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1444299038177069087?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1444299038177069087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1444299038177069087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1444299038177069087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1444299038177069087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-16-bit-where-i-typed-abou-fcks.html' title='February 16 ; The bit where i typed abou f**cks.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8833022493078753898</id><published>2009-02-13T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:43:51.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14 ; Its fucking valentine and i don't even have a fucking date but I don't care. (All the fucks are adjectives, not nouns)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZI5AQ4sQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bWLAk-04rkA/s1600-h/ComputerDesktopDockAfter.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Androo,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heyya! Heres and update from life. So yes, i don't think many of you know about this but my dad wants to sell the flat. Crap. What shit? Yeah, but now hes saying he is not selling it. Damn it, how I wished I was born without a father because it would, really, not make any difference. Okay, maybe some, but not much. If you don't know what shit I am talking about..yeah, don't even ask about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other note, Happy valentine day to all! Not so happy for me though , because i don't have a date but i don't care! Oh yes, I just did a clearing of my computer and changed soem stuff. Took 2 hours but it is pretty worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screenshots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZJFOU6fWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nesrbynSdM4/s1600-h/DockBefore.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZJFOU6fWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nesrbynSdM4/s400/DockBefore.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302505965369326946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 59px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZJFFjDycI/AAAAAAAAANI/fTPyXiCVi5c/s1600-h/DesktopBefore.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZJFFjDycI/AAAAAAAAANI/fTPyXiCVi5c/s400/DesktopBefore.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302505963012737474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my Dock &amp;amp; desktop BEFORE. Argh, so messy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZI5AQ4sQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bWLAk-04rkA/s400/ComputerDesktopDockAfter.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302505755435905282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then is AFTER! Big improvement, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mummy is my blog folder, where i keep all of my blogging materials. (Not blogskins material uh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Dj is my songs folder, where i keep ALL of my songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the Right-est folder is my ALL-IN-ONE folder where i dump all of my stuff inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you are wondering what the dock icons are for..let me tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(From top to bottom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheeks Creature - MSPaint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--DIVIDER--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;China Creature - Illustrator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nose Creature - Photoshop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--DIVIDER--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ears Creature - MSN Live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black Creature - Google Chrome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Domo Cretaure - FireFox 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smile Creature - iTunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--DIVIDER--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glasses Creature - Tubetilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pirate Creature - uTorrent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZI5Fgpt2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/pwjeF5-wBQk/s400/ComputerProgramsBefore.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302505756844210018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my list of programs BEFORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZI5g0iNVI/AAAAAAAAANA/fxFJT1EdTGk/s400/ComuterProgramsAfter.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302505764175361362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my list of programs AFTER. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZI5VhbdxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qfKAWs-stYo/s400/ComputerSpaceBefore.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302505761142437650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the amount of DDrive(The onyl drive i have) space BEFORE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZI5V5djuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/B8JOLkFdOxo/s400/COmputerSpaceAfter.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302505761243238114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And well, this is obviously, AFTER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A happy person is me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8833022493078753898?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8833022493078753898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8833022493078753898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8833022493078753898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8833022493078753898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-14-its-fucking-valentine-and-i.html' title='February 14 ; Its fucking valentine and i don&apos;t even have a fucking date but I don&apos;t care. (All the fucks are adjectives, not nouns)'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SZZJFOU6fWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nesrbynSdM4/s72-c/DockBefore.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-2641634264939624653</id><published>2009-02-12T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:27:49.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feburary 13 ; Happy (advance) valentines day for the one who got themselves a date/Happy friday the 13 for the lonely ones.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heyya! Sorry for not blogging for two days yeah. ITS MY HUNDREDTH(and one) BLOG POST (including this post) HAHAHAHAH! I shall run through the week. Thursday..uhh...sorry, forgot everything about it already. Oh wait! I do remember that history lesson was fun uh! We had a debate on who should be the founder of Singapore. Geez, the first thing they did after was to spam the damn tagboard so Mrs Ng asked me to remove it and i did. Had Chinese compo exam too. Garh. I picked 'My father have changed' . Okay, 1. Seriously,did not realize i could write about my real life experience only after i've finished writing. 2.What the...i am going to fail it. The (not) end. Yee Khim sat beside me because she did not have a dictionary (shhh!). As for Friday, IT WAS FUN! Well, at least during PE. Played handball and uh..scored some pretty unexpected goals. Haha, it was so funny and fun. Must eb the first time i've sweated this much during PE. Had a short geography afterward. Was a shock that not much (less than 10) did our geog homework. My class uh..tsk tsk tsk. Had a fire drill,returned back to class, changed into uniform and went to canteen. Drank milo for recess. Had science, Mr Lam was teaching with a power point presentation. Seriously, he should have done it earlier rah, would have made understanding the chapter so much easier. Had PC lesson ,(the whole class) played a quiz game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then went home...surfed the net till 3 pm came, watched the premier of Survivor! So now i am here typing my 100th blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byyyeee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-2641634264939624653?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/2641634264939624653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=2641634264939624653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2641634264939624653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2641634264939624653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/feburary-13-happy-advance-valentines.html' title='Feburary 13 ; Happy (advance) valentines day for the one who got themselves a date/Happy friday the 13 for the lonely ones.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-2337617536459416330</id><published>2009-02-11T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T07:59:04.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 13 ; My life is full fo ups and downs...but mostly downs.</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ya! Don't really feel like typing much and i am running out of time so i guess i will just type a short blog post. Went to school..uh..pre&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tty&lt;/span&gt; late today. Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DnT&lt;/span&gt; for first two period. Worked on my cam model and it was...uhh.....u&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.....-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;able to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;describing&lt;/span&gt; words that would fit in here-. Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chines&lt;/span&gt; after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DnT&lt;/span&gt;. It was....pretty pathetic. Okay, i admit , it was really bad. I'm not really bothered to type out the details. Had recess after that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;. My everyday recess seems so boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mhm&lt;/span&gt;..what was after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reces&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;? Oh yeah! Maths! It was pretty easy except for the part where you have to guess and check..or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;trial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; error. Damn it, i suck at that type of questions! We then had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;...did newspaper reading activity. Had science after that. It was pretty boring but the common &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tets&lt;/span&gt; is coming so i better buck up on my science uh! I can't fail it! It was music after science! Was pretty pissed...and happy. I was pissed with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt;(es) that sat beside me during music lesson. F***&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; annoying. I'm happy because of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt;...I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; some progress with my guitar! Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; room, did maths homework, passed it up. Did random stuff till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; started. and we had to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt;..character study..or whatever do you call that for our story board. My teamed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;chased&lt;/span&gt; 2D over 3D well,because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;animation&lt;/span&gt; would be (seriously) hard to animated&amp;amp;model out in 3D...so yeah. If i am in 2D...i can learn flash! How fun(hopefully,i&lt;wbr&gt;t will be)! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Felt&lt;/span&gt; very dizzy when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; was ending/ended (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;, i felt like something else was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;controlling&lt;/span&gt; my body instead of me,you know) but i felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better once i got out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe it is because i got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;stucked&lt;/span&gt; inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt; for too long! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Went home, did the usual stuff and had my dinner. I then did my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; and fixed up the graphics and edited some of the html/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;css&lt;/span&gt;...hope&lt;wbr&gt;s the class likes it of i am going to..uhh..UHHH..&lt;wbr&gt;.kill myself. Okay,maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;. Did i say this post was going to be short? Oh wells. Going off now. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Neko&lt;/span&gt; tagged me with something but can;t be bothered to do it today so maybe i will do it tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-2337617536459416330?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/2337617536459416330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=2337617536459416330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2337617536459416330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2337617536459416330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-13-my-life-is-full-fo-ups-and.html' title='February 13 ; My life is full fo ups and downs...but mostly downs.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1372548258983302650</id><published>2009-02-08T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:07:40.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faburary 8 ; Its complicated. Really complicated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Androo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yo! The weekend was pretty much the most exciting one week ever in '09...well that is if you minus Sunday away from this weekend because well,today was pretty(okay, I &lt;i&gt;admit&lt;/i&gt;, very boring). First...on Friday, school was as per normal. P.E was surprisingly fun. Ran two rounds around the school (and i did not stop! Clap for me!(I have weak stamina okay)) and played Handball. Had geography which was pretty..uhh..fu&lt;wbr&gt;ll of...usefull..f&lt;wbr&gt;acts...okay,ign&lt;wbr&gt;ore the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sectence&lt;/span&gt;. Went to the area out school library to read my story book...AND I LOST MY BOOKMARK. F**k. I should seriously learn to stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;losign&lt;/span&gt; stuff. Well, hopefully when i go to school tomorrow, i will somehow find it. It has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of sentimental values you know. Had science &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;practicle&lt;/span&gt; (Oh yeah, did i tell you that Mr Lam said(or praise) Darryl and I had good time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;managment&lt;/span&gt; skills. Okay. 1.I SERIOUSLY don't have good time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;managment&lt;/span&gt; skills,crap.Dar&lt;wbr&gt;ryl seriously have them though. 2.NO NO NO! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;,when you said that you shocked me you know. 3.Why me?! Out of the uh..37?!). It was &lt;s&gt;pretty fun&lt;/s&gt;much okay but there was some shit who kept talking crap even though he did nothing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, i HATE people like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had assembly after science. IT WAS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CHIENSE&lt;/span&gt; OPERA. Luckily it even when i almost fell asleep. Went home , switched on my computer and well..I don't have to tell you what i did since you pretty much know eh.Could not really sleep since i was visiting Mrs.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ng's&lt;/span&gt; house the next day. SO EXCITED YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, woke up pretty early on Saturday. Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sembawang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; to wait for Anthea and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Khim&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Khim&lt;/span&gt; came first and Anthea came dressing like a ... .Went to Admiralty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;MRtT&lt;/span&gt; station and saw Mandy,Dixon and friends. We then took the bus and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LaCasa&lt;/span&gt;. Saw Darryl,Joel,Wei&lt;wbr&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Jian&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Keng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Wai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt; on the bus. Coincident much? We then walked tot he main gate after alighting.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;LaCasa&lt;/span&gt; is... a place for high class people yo...i mean look at the big pots that is beside the swimming pool! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;..i wonder what will happen if i push it down the pool... Mrs.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt; house was..oh my snails? VERY NICE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;! I want to live in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt; like that when i grow up! Went to see her baby(he was cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;!). He even has a whole room to himself! I can't even remember the time when i had my own room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pffft&lt;/span&gt;. Mrs.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt; took out loads of goodies. Could not really eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;....since i don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;wnat&lt;/span&gt; to fall sick again but the..uh..eclair&lt;wbr&gt;? is that what you call that? was really nice okay! We then played Taboo. It was pretty fun! Such a pity that we had to leave at 12 in the afternoon. Dixon,Anthea,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Siang&lt;/span&gt; and me went home by the train. Darryl and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Khim&lt;/span&gt; went back to school for competition &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt; the others went to have their own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time i reached home till now, nothing interesting happened..so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Geez, is this a clique? I don't know. I don't know that we are pretty much falling apart and i don't want it to. Fluk. Why are relation/friendships always so complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Come here boy - Imogen Heap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its dark in here&lt;br /&gt;Visions are flashing into my head&lt;br /&gt;As I reminisce&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;reoccuring&lt;/span&gt; dreams and you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; falling, falling for you babe,&lt;br /&gt;And my feelings are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; stronger,&lt;br /&gt;So why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you stay with me for a&lt;br /&gt;For a little longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come here boy,&lt;br /&gt;Oh come here boy,&lt;br /&gt;Come here boy&lt;br /&gt;Oh come here boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my face&lt;br /&gt;Is only too familiar to your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can tell by your body heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you taking so long&lt;br /&gt;You need to come and find me, honey&lt;br /&gt;To set your mind at rest&lt;br /&gt;And let your dreams run free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; no stranger in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; craving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; howling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; begging and pleading&lt;br /&gt;Be mine tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; waiting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; dying, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; wanting and needing&lt;br /&gt;To show you a night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Ill be touching and holding caressing and giving you&lt;br /&gt;Your every fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Ill get you dreaming and lusting burning and praying&lt;br /&gt;For more of this ecstasy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you loads,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1372548258983302650?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1372548258983302650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1372548258983302650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1372548258983302650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1372548258983302650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/faburary-8-its-complicated-really.html' title='Faburary 8 ; Its complicated. Really complicated.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8941282643551637897</id><published>2009-02-05T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:58:16.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabruary 5 ; A post a day kepps the..uhh....dead blog away!</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee! This week has been so much fun! Had CCA orientation camp yesterday(Orien&lt;wbr&gt;tation games sounds like..Olympic games..haha). We played water bombs! Played that for CCA uhh..BBQ last year but this one was more fun! We had alot of rounds of water bombs too! I got hit..not much during the first few rounds but was...soaking wet when it was coming to the end (blame Glynnis and Syaheeran!). Geez, I was mostly aiming..Elijah and some other who aimed at me(revenge is &lt;s&gt;sweet&lt;/s&gt;wet!). Elijah have a very bad accuracy eh, i could still remember he wanted to throw one bomb at me but it went into the tree that was behind me instead. HAHA. And yes! I was aimging for Jin Hon..then..some&lt;wbr&gt;thing like this happened uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : *Takes the bomb that Jin Hon is holding* Whose bomb is this ah?&lt;br /&gt;Jin Hon : I don't know , its not mine.&lt;br /&gt;Me : *Throws the bomb at Jin Hon(it did hit him okay) and laughs. HAHAHAH!&lt;/blockquote&gt;So funny uh! We are starting our proper CCA next week. I'm so excited! There is pretty much nothing nice to blog about that happened today, beside the fact i'm going to Mrs.Ng's(my co-form teacher) house with some of my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i am ending this post here now. Its almost 12 MN now , should go to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8941282643551637897?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8941282643551637897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8941282643551637897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8941282643551637897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8941282643551637897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/fabruary-5-post-day-kepps-theuhhdead.html' title='Fabruary 5 ; A post a day kepps the..uhh....dead blog away!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-5686916445669308223</id><published>2009-02-03T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:08:55.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 4 ; Damn all the complex stuff.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Androo! How are you today? Good i suppose? I am typign this blog post while hugging my domo-kun plushie. Haha! Today was pretty wild, I would say. Woke up at 6 AM (the earliest ever since i entered secondary school),i guess and i reached school at around 7 AM plus(oh the irony!). Went up to class to put my bag in the classroom and went down for assembly. Then while we were at the field, before doing warm ups, Dixon told me what we were going to compete with Mr.Liew(a very old DnT(Design and Technology) teacher) and i was like .... uhh...what?Seriously? Haha! Had art after the run. We learned about cross-hatching and practised it. It was pretty fun (I think i am pretty good at it,HAHA!) but i don't liek the part where we have to use a pen to do cross-hatching. Crap, i love my pencil too much! Had CME after arts, can't really remember what happened. Had recess after that. Me and Anthea waited outside Syaheeran's class to wait for him to come back from changing his clothes. Geez, he took so long! What is SYaheeran doing isnide the toilet ahhh?! Went to cosmix but it was closed so we went to the canteen. Anteha treated us to sandwiches. Syaheeran wanted the egg sanwich and i wanted the tuna sandwich (did i mention Anteha asked uh what 'flavour' sandwich did we want? Wah! Such powderful english uh!) but we ended up the wrong sandwich(Okay uh, have to admit its my fault for giving the wrong sandwhich to Syaheeran) but it does not really matter..anyway..i think...right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class, had maths followed by science and english. Was half awake during this 3 lesson. Grah. Lack of sleep (like now, still suing the computer even though its 1 am already) I guess? Went to CCA. Did my maths hoemwork in the CCA room and had chicken rice for lunch (Anthea treated us(Me&amp;amp;Glynnis) again,she is so rich! Haha!). played some ice breaking games for CCA. I guess i pretty much know..uhhh...some(to be exact, three out of the ten junior's name)..of my junior's name..Ice breaking was quite fun! CCA ended at around 5.30 PM , can't really remember but i do remember that i've spent almost 12 hours in school today.Yeah, go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, My back is hurting now. I better go sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-5686916445669308223?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/5686916445669308223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=5686916445669308223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5686916445669308223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5686916445669308223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-4-damn-all-complex-stuff.html' title='February 4 ; Damn all the complex stuff.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-2494015737725525696</id><published>2009-02-02T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:51:13.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 2 ; Illustrator is a bitch and so are you.</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Today was a pretty bad day for me, I guess. Woke up at 6.40 AM, joy. Reached school at around 7.30 AM plus, my latest yet...I think. Anthea was like asking for everything that was needed for the day because she brought practically nothing to school. Geez, I wonder if she is just way too lazy or what. Had English , followed by Chinese and then had recess. Went tot he area outside th cosmix to do my work with Syaheeran. Had a pounding headache when i returned to class. I don't really know why, just felt really sick during that period and the periods after that. There was like a short pain each time i look down (you know, when i have to look at my book and stuff that is on the table) or cough, as if my brains was pressing onto the side of my head. Oh well. Luckily the headache went away when literature ended and maths started. Maths was a disaster you know. I missed two pages of my homework! Crap. One more reason to why today is not my good day. Luckily our maths teacher was quit lenient this time roudn i got no punishments. Thanks snails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Malay lesson after chinese, it was like..a complete waste of time?In my complete honest opinion,serious&lt;wbr&gt;ly. Unless you have a oober super duper good memory , you won't even remember what was half of the words the teacher teached, provided you did not write it down... . Dixon came and sit beside me and we (me,Dixon,Glynn&lt;wbr&gt;is &amp;amp; Yen Ting) were liek constantly chatting throughout the malay elsson. Geez, even talking about it now makes me feel a little guilty. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoos, if anyone come across a piano version of Skip Beat's OST(Dream star) or have it , PLEASE LEAVE ME A MESSAGE OR E-MAIL RO SOMETHING OR JUST SPAM MY TAGBOARD BECASE I WANT IT! Its just so awesome okay? Was replaying the piano vecrsion or Dream Star to keep me awake during literature..i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephants - Rachael Yamagata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the elephants have past lives yet all destined to always remember&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder how they scream&lt;br /&gt;Like you and I they must have some temper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am dreaming of them on the planes&lt;br /&gt;Dirtying up their beds&lt;br /&gt;Watching for some sign of rain to cool their hot heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how dare that you send me that card when I am doing all that I can do&lt;br /&gt;You are forcing me to remember when all I want is to just forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the tiger shall protect her young then tell me how did you slip by&lt;br /&gt;All my instincts have failed me for once&lt;br /&gt;I must have somehow slept the whole night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am dreaming of them with their kill&lt;br /&gt;Tearing it all apart&lt;br /&gt;Blood dripping from their lips and teeth sinking into heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how dare that you say you'll call&lt;br /&gt;When you know I need some peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;If you have to take sides with the animals&lt;br /&gt;Won't you do it with one who is kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the hawks in the trees need the dead&lt;br /&gt;If you're living you don't stand a chance&lt;br /&gt;For a time though you share the same bed&lt;br /&gt;There are only two ends to this dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can flee with your wounds just in time or lie there as he feeds&lt;br /&gt;Watching yourself ripped to shreds and laughing as you bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you falling in love keep it kind&lt;br /&gt;Keep it good&lt;br /&gt;Keep it right&lt;br /&gt;Throw yourself in the midst of danger but keep one eye open at night&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This songs is so wonderful, so full of emotions..especially the last paragraph/two sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish more singers would make more songs like this one...songs that is actually meaningful and not making songs for the sake of making money or getting famous or any other &lt;i&gt;shit&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off now!&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-2494015737725525696?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/2494015737725525696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=2494015737725525696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2494015737725525696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/2494015737725525696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-2-illustrator-is-bitch-and-so.html' title='February 2 ; Illustrator is a bitch and so are you.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6449136978482250573</id><published>2009-02-01T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:50:24.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 1 ; And i realize i cannot spell february 15 seconds ago before i typed this</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Sorry for not posting for such a long time! Around a week..i think. I've been pretty hooked up onto Sims 2 so that pretty much why I am missing alot of stuff..and of..my poor time management! Of course. I seriously need to take up a time management course or somethin! Don't you think so? So..let me start off with some inetresting events that happened during the week i had not blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, I saw four of the new secs one that just joined Digital Animation. Three female an done male turned up..out of the ten newcomers. Mhm. They were all really cute okay, too bad i can't pinch them(just kidding,HAHA)! Oh yeah, ang paos(haha, so random!)! Did not collect much of them this year, due to the recession maybe? Or because i have relatives who are misers(Just kidding, no offence uh, my darling relatives!)? Well, I don't really care since I am not really bothered by the amount of any paos i get, they all go straight to the bank(If my mum did not lie to me)! Don't know if all teenangers start put their ang paos money in their bank after they got it...or am i just too..obedient? Haha. Talking about ang paos...Farina (desk partner) complained to me that the Chinese(and teh other races,of course) get two days off for CHinese new year while the Malays(And the other races..) get only one day off for Hari Raya...hmm...di&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;d ot really notice that before...and she said the government(or whoever decide on the number of days off for the two holidays) are racist! I think she was just joking around uh, but it still sort of funny when you think about it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah Androo, did i tell you that my classmates is creating rumour about me and Farina..being in love of something. Gosh, my dear classmates..tsk&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt; tsk tsk.Unfortunate&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;ly, Farina and me already have our crush/loves already and its not each other(not saying its who!)..so yes..you all can stop your rumour now.&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget! MY SISTER BOUGHT ME A DOMO KUN PLUSHIE(i don't know if that is the correct word or not..)! ITS SO CUTE OKAY! Love it loads(SIs&amp;amp;domo)&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;! Domo! Domo! Doommoooo! Its now standing (it refuse to sit, don't know why) and watching me blog! So cute right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhm! Its the recession! SO i have to keep track of my money uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       2 Feb - Received pocket money ( + $75 )&lt;br /&gt;                  - Donated four bucks, bought thermometer ( - $4 &amp;amp; $8 )&lt;br /&gt;Remaining =&gt; $75 - $12.5 = $64&lt;br /&gt;         Goal =&gt; Try and spend below $3.5 for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must start learning to to manage my money from young! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from Facebook (Shaun), so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="post_form_id" name="post_form_id" value="3dec2acff5ea00386dec1dc7e94f168a" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div class="note_title"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Song quiz thing.&lt;br /&gt;(The first song is the one from all of the music i have, the second song is from the 150 songs that i really like..out of the 800+ songs i have...yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;Zune Player/WinAmp/e&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;tc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay… here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;"Its ok - Atomic Kitten" (Okay, what..?!)&lt;br /&gt;"The fear - Lily Allen" (I don't care about nothing ! I don't care about funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;"That what you get - Paramore" (Uhh..okay...)&lt;br /&gt;"Keep holding on - Avril Lavigne" (Whaaatt?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever - Imogen heap" (Haha! Yeah! I feel so &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt;~)&lt;br /&gt;"Womanizer - Britney Spears" (NOOO! I AM SO NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;"When you look me in the eyes - Jonas brother" (Oh my snails...my eyes are burninnggg! *deletes track off library ( I really did, for your info))&lt;br /&gt;"5 Years time - Noah &amp;amp; The Whale" (You will find out in 5 years time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;"Its not easy - Five for fighting" (Life if not easy..*sobs*)&lt;br /&gt;"Its good to be in love - Frou frou" (Especially when you are in love with Frou Frou!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"Let go - Frou frou" (Let me go! I am such a bad friend! *boohoo!*)&lt;br /&gt;"Mariella - Kate Nash" (Mariella(the character in the song) is coool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;"Until I get over you - Christina Millian" (HUH?! WHAT?! GET OVER MY PARENTS?! HAHAHAHAHHA! )&lt;br /&gt;"Way back into love - Hugh Grant" (WE ARE NOT IN LOVE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;"The bends - Radiohead" (uhhh...?)&lt;br /&gt;"2 Hearts - Kylie Minogue" (My curush/love?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;"White Diamond - Kylie Minogue" (Yes! The more 2+2, the more white diamonds!)&lt;br /&gt;"Maddening Shroud - Frou Frou" (Totally wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;"Today - Joshua Radin" (O SHI-! Geez, so not gonna fall in love with my best friend.)&lt;br /&gt;(-part of the lyrics-&lt;br /&gt;Lately i've lost my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Today you found the sun&lt;br /&gt;I know not long has grown&lt;br /&gt;Well i thank god you came along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are the one&lt;br /&gt;I've been waitng for today&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the sun&lt;br /&gt;That's been baiting on today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You looked right through me&lt;br /&gt;When there was no one else&lt;br /&gt;I am Side beside you and became myself&lt;br /&gt;Today... today)&lt;br /&gt;"When you believe - Davide Archulata" (I seriously don't know what to say about this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;"Ake ni Somaru - Takanashi Yasuharu" (UHHHHHHHHHHH. THIS I GETTING REALLY SPOOKY)&lt;br /&gt;"Crush - David Archuleta" ( SO TRUE! HAHAHAHAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;"Long road to ruin - Foo fighters" (I am going to ruin my life!)&lt;br /&gt;"Congragulation&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;s - Blue October featuring Imogen Heap" (Can't be right...IT CAN'T BEEE! I AM NOT GOING TO SAY CONGRAGULATION TO THE PERSON I LOVE!(search for lyrics))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up and drive - Rihana" (Uhh..HAHAHAH! I am so not going to be a driver or soemthing related to that!)&lt;br /&gt;"Trains and Winter Rains - Enya" (And i will go "Choo Choo" everyday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;"Creep - Radiohead" (Uhh..creepy)&lt;br /&gt;"In my arms - Kylie Minogue" (Uhm...soudns..&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"Lullabies - All time low" (Speechless)&lt;br /&gt;"Shh - Frou frou" (I don't talk much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;"Firt love - Adele" (Ooo! I wonder what will happen if the person i marry is not my first love..)&lt;br /&gt;"How six songs collide - Norwegian Recycling (Uhhhhhh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;"The Guardian - Delta Goodrem" (*Is too busy sobbing to type anything*)&lt;br /&gt;"Jealousy - Paris Hilton" (Jealous?Of?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy ending - Mika" ( Happy ending? Hobby? Interest? What? )&lt;br /&gt;"Summercat - Billie and Vision and the Dancers" (Summercats? is that a..animal..or..&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;"Secret - The pierces" ( THEY CAN'T KEEP SECRETS! )&lt;br /&gt;"The man who can't be moved - The script" (They can be moved!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT’S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;"Fighting over me - Paris Hilton" ( Uhhh...HAHAHAHA&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;HA! SO FUNNY! THIS IS REALLY THE WORST THING THAT CAN HAPPEN!)&lt;br /&gt;"4 in the morning - Gwen Stefani" (Waking up 4 in the morning when its actually 7 in the morning and i am LATE FOR SCHOOL! AHHH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;"Motteke! Sailor Fuku - Aye Hirano" (Whaaatt?)&lt;br /&gt;"The best damn thing - Avril Lavigne" ( Whaaatt? x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone can play Guitar - Radiohead" (No i ain't not going to regret about that!)&lt;br /&gt;"Dream Star (English Version) - The genetous" (Mhm..what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;"Thanx For Nothin' - Marieh Carey" (Funny? Not.)&lt;br /&gt;"Sk8ter Boi - Avril Lavigne" (Uhhhh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;"Wherever you will go - The callign" (I will go where you go!)&lt;br /&gt;"Worm me down - Racheal Yamagata" (I am going to be more of pissed(refer to lyrics))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let the sun go down - Elton John" (Irrevelant much?)&lt;br /&gt;"Take a bow - Rihanna" (Irrevelant much? x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;"Hold my hand - Hootie and the Blowfish" (Totally not scary)&lt;br /&gt;"Dream Star - The generous" (Totally not scary x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"Bye bye - Marieh Carey" (They all say bye bye to me already. NO ONE LIKES ME! BOO HOO!)&lt;br /&gt;"We believe 0 Good Charlotte" ( I believe...it is a...no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;"Here I am - Leona Lewis" (Right.)&lt;br /&gt;"Mouthwash - Kate Nash" (Get a moutwash!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;"Grip! - Every Little Thing" (Uhhh...?)&lt;br /&gt;"Closer - Travis" ( Tempted to put a sad emote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna hold your hands - The Beatle" (Mhm...)&lt;br /&gt;"Foundations - Kate Nash" (Geez.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its 2.38 AM already, way past bed time. Going off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care Androo,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6449136978482250573?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6449136978482250573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6449136978482250573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6449136978482250573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6449136978482250573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/02/february-2-and-i-realize-i-cannot-spell.html' title='February 1 ; And i realize i cannot spell february 15 seconds ago before i typed this'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6917909643243792031</id><published>2009-01-26T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T07:48:33.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 25 ; Happy new year!</title><content type='html'>Dear Androo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Androo! Did you miss me? By the way, HAPPY CHINESE/LUNAR NEW YEAR TO YOU! Now..GIVE ME MY ANG PAOS! Haha! And yeah , if you are wondering why am i typing 'Androo' instead of the usual 'Blog', its because I've given you a neme...you do remember that right? I mentioned it in the previous posts. If you don't,you need to get your Sort Term Memory cured okay! I've been visting my relatives these few days. Pretty tired now and there is nothing interesting to talk about so I guess this will be a extremely short blog post? Hmm...lets talk about ang paos..yes..ang paos! Did not really receive much ang paos, don't even want to count it because it will only make me depressed okay(I can guess that it is less than 100 bucks using my super duper mental powers!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I am pretty hooked up to Sims 2 lately. Don't ask me why am i playing it only after 4 years after it realease. I got it for free(or if you insist(telling youw hy is it free), torrented) so I am not complaining! Who hate free stuff? Especially during this uhhh..recession...right. Okay. Ending blog post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6917909643243792031?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6917909643243792031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6917909643243792031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6917909643243792031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6917909643243792031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-25-happy-new-year.html' title='January 25 ; Happy new year!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3872531136312210518</id><published>2009-01-22T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:30:33.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 22 ; SpeakType good English</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello blog! Did you miss me?! (I am just going to pretend you just said yes) I bet you did! How could you forget me?! I mean..i am such a good blogger, right?! Okay, let’s stop all of that nonsense and get on with blogging. If you are wondering what does my title mean ( &lt;s&gt;Speak&lt;/s&gt;Type good English ), it pretty much means I am going to blog in GOOD ENGLISH from now on. I guessed i've typed almost all of my blog post (in this blog) in &lt;s&gt;perfect&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;excellent&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;nice&lt;/s&gt; a somewhat acceptable English, for a primary school kid, that is. Like what Obama said, WE NEED TO CHANGE! Wait, what exactly did he exactly say? Okay, nevermind, forget Obama and what he said. Just remember that we need to change (for the better (not the worst,okay))! Since I had just made my blog private and is trying to improve the quality of my blog post, I might as well update my blog with some new stuff. So remember to look out for new stuff in my blog, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, its 11 PM already. Then i guess i don't have much time to blog about today...so I will just type out some important stuff! First of all...IMOGEN HEAP'S NEW ALBUM IS GOING TO BE OUT IN TWO MONTHS...how i wished it would be two weeks instead of two months(*screams Imogen's name like a mad fanboy*). Looking forward to it! Secondly...THE SIMS 3 IS GOING TO BE RELEASED NEXT MONTH! I am so going to &lt;s&gt;buy&lt;/s&gt;torrent it! From all of the imformation i had dug up about Sims 3, it looks like SIms 3 is going to be pure WOW-ness(WOW as in wow,not WoW). Its going to cost around $49.90...should I buy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...my Dad came home last night. Yeah... . He gave my and my siblings around 82 dollars each. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off with a sigh,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3872531136312210518?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3872531136312210518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3872531136312210518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3872531136312210518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3872531136312210518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-22-speak-type-good-english.html' title='January 22 ; &lt;s&gt;Speak&lt;/s&gt;Type good English'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1763675586827457849</id><published>2009-01-20T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T06:08:28.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 20 ; Rush, rush, rush!</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a tiring day. Went to school at around 7.05 pm, reach school around 10 minutes late. Luckily the classroom was not locked(and pretty full of people). Had the mass run...Edward said i've improved eh? I don't know but hopefully I think I have uh. HAHA. Had art today. Did not bring my sketch book because my brother used mine as his sketch book...so i sort of got punished. Don't really know what is the punishment. Was asked to draw something using lines. Had no idea what to draw so i decided to make them look like animals(which i totally love,haha(just FYI, i started drawing a snail)). Was pretty surprised Farina(my new desk partner (Edward (My old desk partner) had his seat changed)) could see that they resemble animals. I drew them so they won't be too obvious so it wasn't a surprise she guess some of the animals wrongly...but its still surprising that she guess some correct. Had CME after art and had recess after CME. Went to canteen to buy Or else, the lighting god and a sketch book. Camped at the canteen for a few minutes before going back to class. Saw Syaheeran at the staircase(alon&lt;wbr&gt;e and emo(tional)-ing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;) doing his english homework which was supposed to be overdue before the time he started doing it. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had maths and went to photography session during maths so it was as good as having no maths lesson today. It was science after that. Did an experiment with light. English was after and the last two periods. Pretty much only filed in some stuff into my file. Stayed back to decorate the class room after school. Went to CCA which was cancelled(argh,&lt;wbr&gt; going for it today was as good as not going to it). Went back to classroom to decorate the noticeboard. Then i went to popular with Syaheeran and Amirul. Took the bus to Sun Plaza and i was staring into space while at the bus eh. Alot of sec ones went onto the bus halfway during the bus trip. SO yeah. Pretty crowded. Bought two big &lt;s&gt;black&lt;/s&gt;brown boards. Syaheeran paid me uhh..two dollars and twenty cents...or was it thirty cents? So he owns me twenty/thirty cents and half a cent. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, had dinner , watched TV , surfed the net and chatted on MSN for a short while. Watched TV again , computer again and so i am here typing this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to make this blog private. Not today. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. SO that i can rant on some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been long since i've posted a song's lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Posting this because i can relate to it, somehow(no ,i am not in love, go figure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I can't break it to my heart - Delta goodrem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's ok I'll leave the bedlight on&lt;br /&gt;And place your water glass where it belongs&lt;br /&gt;And if it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I'll lie awake at night&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I am curled up at your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I'm circling in these patterns&lt;br /&gt;Living out of memories&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a long way from accepting it&lt;br /&gt;That there's just no you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I still believe you love me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;So I tell myself you're coming home&lt;br /&gt;Like you've done a million times.&lt;br /&gt;And if its alright I'll still be loving you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I cant break it to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me&lt;br /&gt;Did I commit a crime?&lt;br /&gt;I won't believe that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is just a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it in my head&lt;br /&gt;Leading into things you never said&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still don't have the answers&lt;br /&gt;To why we couldn't work it out&lt;br /&gt;I want to think it's something that I did&lt;br /&gt;So I can turn it back around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;But if I still believe you love me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;So I tell myself you're coming home&lt;br /&gt;Like you've done a million times.&lt;br /&gt;And if it's alright I'll still be loving you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I cant break it to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will come between us&lt;br /&gt;I want to convince myself we're perfect&lt;br /&gt;In every single way&lt;br /&gt;As long as I can keep the truth away&lt;br /&gt;From my heart&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't break it to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still don't have the answers&lt;br /&gt;To why we couldn't work it out&lt;br /&gt;I want to think it's something that I did&lt;br /&gt;So I can turn it back around. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1763675586827457849?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1763675586827457849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1763675586827457849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1763675586827457849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1763675586827457849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-20-rush-rush-rush.html' title='January 20 ; Rush, rush, rush!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1768312098218308372</id><published>2009-01-17T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:52:37.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 18 ; HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENIX A.K.A BFF A.K.A NEKO A.K.A KENIX!</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS KENIX'S BIRTHDAY TODAY! *party poppers and confetti* (Right, i just learnt you can't put a 's' behind confetti). Just finished her vector but I am not going to show it yet(because its so ugly,dayum,my vector sucks!)! Uh...okay. So i went out just now, had my haircut and ate cheese baked rice at a hong kong cafe with brother &amp;amp; mum. Had a game of DOTA with Stacie&amp;amp;Kenix when i came home.&lt;br /&gt;Grah. I better sleep now and end this short post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1768312098218308372?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1768312098218308372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1768312098218308372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1768312098218308372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1768312098218308372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-18-happy-birthday-kenix-aka-bff.html' title='January 18 ; HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENIX A.K.A BFF A.K.A NEKO A.K.A KENIX!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7761770474277192999</id><published>2009-01-16T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T01:58:38.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 16 ; Uhhhh....</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start with yesterday okay, since I did not blog yesterday. So...what happened yesterday? Ah yes! Maths test!  Had a maths test...BUT I SWEAR TO MY ALL TIME FAVOURITE ANIMALS THAT IT WAS NOT EVEN 1 HOUR YET AND THE TEST WAS OVER. Which was not really a surprise i left two questions unanswered because I had not time okay. CRAP. I better not fail it or I am going to &lt;s&gt;cute myself&lt;/s&gt;(joke). Had history after maths , was pretty quiet? I guess. Nothing much to talk about, anyway. Since I am pretty uninterested in what my other history group members say. Had recess, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Syaheeran&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CME&lt;/span&gt; was after recess, followed by some other lessons which I can't remember. Went to staff room to help Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zeng&lt;/span&gt; and Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt; on some stuff with Darryl. The Staff room with *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shem&lt;/span&gt;* pretty cool. Helped key in and check some stuff on Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ng's&lt;/span&gt; laptop. Yeah. I WANT A CUBICAL LIKE THAT IN MY ROOM. At least i will have *SOME* privacy!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Lets move on to today.&lt;br /&gt;Had PE for the first two periods today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PLayed&lt;/span&gt; handball, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;scored&lt;/span&gt; a goal for the first game i played. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. First time in many weeks i actually played something in PE. Had geography. Class was pretty noisy. Changed into my uniform during recess and found out my shorts was a little too big. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;. yesterday was the shirt and today is the shorts. Whats next? Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Syaheeran&lt;/span&gt; for recess today,too but there were some classes having the photo taken so we hanged outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cosmix&lt;/span&gt; till i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Syafirah&lt;/span&gt;. Went to find Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Goh&lt;/span&gt; with her followed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Syaheeran&lt;/span&gt;.Went back to class after that. Had science after that. Mr Lam asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; students who did not do and self mark their work to stand outside the class and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;whhhaaaatttt&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;only a few was left standing. Bah. had PC after that , did some sort &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;fo&lt;/span&gt; discussion.Stay&lt;wbr&gt;ed back in school to help with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; decorations.&lt;br /&gt;Oh-so-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;generous&lt;/span&gt; Anthea treated me to drink and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sandwhich&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Right , and she and Glynnis owns me money..right..h&lt;wbr&gt;ave to note that down... .Played around in the canteen before going back to class. Then sort of like prepared for the decorations. Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt; came while we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;unwrapping&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;paos&lt;/span&gt;,talked and gave us some ideas. We(Me,Anthea,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Gl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ynnis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Yeh&lt;/span&gt; Ting) then started on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; decorations. Drew(NOT VANDALISE) on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt; walls outside the classroom the ideas we talked about and worked on it. Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Zeng&lt;/span&gt; and Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt; came to help us some time later. I Started cleaning the walls and doors. Had to erase off the pencil marking and stuff (started using only the eraser, then moved on to eraser AND rag and then finally used only the rag to erase the pencil markings because it was more effective). Took off my uniform and wore my PE because well, my shorts was dropping. Darryl came to help us at around 3,4 pm? Can't remember. Then (in order which i remember) Mandy&amp;amp;Karen(tog&lt;wbr&gt;ether),Cherry and Pei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; came to help us. Darryl then at like around 5-6 pm. Yeah. Packed up &amp;amp; cleaned the area at around 6.30pm. Rushed home, went to school with mum, wearing PE but thank snails i did not get into any trouble. I think my mum could not understand a thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she could not understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;..yeah. Then she talked to Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Zeng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the coffee shop near my house and had chicken rice , then went home. Watched skip beat and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,I was wondering what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; if i had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;!!!11!&lt;wbr&gt;!11&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Right..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;hadnphon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;e..what to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Handphone&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: *is busy surfing the net*&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;..i think i am forgetting something.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;LALALALALALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt; look , its a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;neko&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Eh? Did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;justone&lt;/span&gt; say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;?No?&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Oh wait, you mean i actually DO have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T69&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;dles&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7761770474277192999?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7761770474277192999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7761770474277192999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7761770474277192999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7761770474277192999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-16-uhhhh.html' title='January 16 ; Uhhhh....'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4762567481414141458</id><published>2009-01-13T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:44:22.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 13 ; Confusing, much?</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, was &lt;s&gt;stalking&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;pedo-ing&lt;/s&gt; checking on someone. Pfft, no wonder i could not find him...I HAD THE WRONG NAME! Its a pretty long(or short) story on why I want to check on him. Yeah okay , enough about s...I mean checking on him, lets start with this blog post!&lt;br /&gt;Had school today (duh?), pretty much forgot to bring quite alot of stuff.Purple file for maths, ring file for English and i thought i forgot to bring my sketchbook, which I did bring but thought it did not because well, it was pretty well camouflaged with my other books in my bag? So yeah. My memory is failing me! Science was okay? I guess...did two experiments in the science lab. Maths was...alittle boring. I SAID A LITTLE! English was...okay, too. Went to Cosmix for CCA but was told that it is 'closed' until CCA starts because there is some workshop. Walked around the school with Dixon, Ee Siang &amp;amp; friends. Then went for CCA. CRAP. The room was so damn full okay. Ratio of computers to person is like 1:6. Noooo! I need the computers! I will type some suggestion later on okay.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sun Plaza with Amirul, Anthea, Glynnis and Syaheeran. Went to AH Mei's cafe for roti prata. The always-so-generous(*cough*) treated me and glynnis to one prata, each. Did i mention that Anthea pronounced 'Ellen' as 'Ell-i-een'...someone needs extra English lessons oh! Went to the library after eating the pratas. Borrowed two books, three actually, one is for Amirul because he did not pay his fines and two is for me. Yeah, pretty much what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;[bored]&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion!&lt;br /&gt;1. Expand our CCA to make it bigger, preferably the size of Cosmix , excluding the CCA rooms.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have half of the computer as Macs, half of the computers as Windows.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have red carpet laid at the entrance so that it will boost our confidence when we come into the CCA room, which we will then be able to produce 3D animation of better quality.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have around 5 69inch HDTVs in the CCA room.&lt;br /&gt;4a. I would like some sofas to go with that as well , if it isn't too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lifetime supply of coke.&lt;br /&gt;5a. And pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;5b. AND mentos.&lt;br /&gt;5c. I change my mind. Sushi please!&lt;br /&gt;6. Make it(the CCA room) near the canteen!&lt;br /&gt;7. Toilet with toilet bowls and sink covered with gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is pretty much what I can think of. Will type more if I can think of anymore. Hope I am not asking for too much![/bored]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, going to sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;See ya tomorrow, my dear blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4762567481414141458?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4762567481414141458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4762567481414141458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4762567481414141458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4762567481414141458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-13-confusing-much.html' title='January 13 ; Confusing, much?'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4448721451017398757</id><published>2009-01-12T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:09:37.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 13 ; Small things are usually cute.</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with Neko(On MSN)...and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SWtq3ky6RLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/HLt34GzCah4/s1600-h/Peepee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SWtq3ky6RLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/HLt34GzCah4/s400/Peepee.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290439690279339186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Neko is a &lt;s&gt;male&lt;/s&gt;female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peepee,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4448721451017398757?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4448721451017398757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4448721451017398757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4448721451017398757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4448721451017398757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-13-small-things-are-usually.html' title='January 13 ; Small things are usually cute.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SWtq3ky6RLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/HLt34GzCah4/s72-c/Peepee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4504072848145101671</id><published>2009-01-10T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:23:56.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 11 ; Two days after CCA Open house.</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was the CCA open house  on Friday. IT WAS LIKE 100% PURE FUN! Gathered in CA room after school , had lunch with Glynnis , went to computer lab to set up out 'booth', it was pretty small. I had to walk around with two boards (child labour, boo hoo!), Its called..uh...human billboard? Yeah. Attracted alot of attention, some even laughed at me but i don't really care AS LONG AS I HAVE MORE JUNIORS &lt;s&gt;TO BULLY&lt;/s&gt; IN DIGITAL ANIMATION! The strings holding the boards eventually broke, uhm, not my fauly okay. Don't look at me like that! Yeah. We(Me,Anthea&amp;amp;Yaman) started walking around even before the whole CCA open house started. Some of my class/school mates spotted me, eh, and started to laugh and stuff. But can't really blame them, how often is it woudl you see someone wearing two sign boards between them? Not really often.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed till around 7PM, brought back a cheese burger. Had shroom burger for dinner(TWO BURGERS FOR DINNER. Hahahaha!) Legs started to hurt like crap yesterday. Pretty much expected it, bah. I better start on my homework soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human billboard,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4504072848145101671?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4504072848145101671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4504072848145101671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4504072848145101671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4504072848145101671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-11-two-days-after-cca-open.html' title='January 11 ; Two days after CCA Open house.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4753371125534905993</id><published>2009-01-08T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:39:23.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 8 ; ITS TH 8TH TODAY?! SERIOUSLY?!</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah , wanted to go to sleep and not blog today , but after seeing Huangjie's tag i somehow felt like blogging. HAHA! So yeah, had maths and history, then went to Cosmix for recess . hen i had CME, english and science ( there was a loud noise int eh middle of the lesson ( Syaheeran told me that the clock from his class dopped because the wind was very strong!)). Went to CCA room to do my hoemwork and waited for the teacher. OH YES , I LEFT MY FOOLSCAP PAPERS IN THE ANIMATION ROOM. Oh crap, I am being very forgetful lately.I guess that is what happened to old people( 13 year old is already old , yo)! AND YES YES YES! The wind has been really big lately. Crap. Things are flying all around.&lt;br /&gt;Like what Huanjjie said in my tagboard, tomorrow is CCA open house , yayness. But its gonna be long though. Hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am addicted to Lady Gaga's Poker face.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit : I HAVE TO DO THIS OR I WILL PROCRASTINATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list :&lt;br /&gt;1. Do Neko's banner/image/ve&lt;wbr&gt;ctor&lt;br /&gt;2. Do Onni&amp;amp;Onee chan's vector.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do CBlog skin.&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish my homework.&lt;br /&gt;5. Revise science?&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleep before 12 MN daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT 2 : I FORGOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother took my PE to school. rawr. *insert domokun GIF*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4753371125534905993?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4753371125534905993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4753371125534905993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4753371125534905993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4753371125534905993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-8-its-th-8th-today-seriously.html' title='January 8 ; ITS TH 8TH TODAY?! SERIOUSLY?!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-157546219121552941</id><published>2009-01-07T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:02:20.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 7 ; IT rep, meh.</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;s&gt;un&lt;/s&gt;officially! I am the IT  rep.Dum dee dum! Had no training whatsoever but i finally managed to somehow set it up.Took my long though.Argh.Music was fun today , and we are going to start learning guitar next week!Oh-D-oh-om! Gah. CCA was cancelled for the second time in the row too. Syaheeran took my maths hoemwork to copy.Meh, everything is so..boring. WHERE DID ALL THE INTERESTING EVNTS GO TO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH?!&lt;br /&gt;Its 12 already?!&lt;br /&gt;So fast. Okay. Have to sleep now, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-157546219121552941?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/157546219121552941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=157546219121552941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/157546219121552941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/157546219121552941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-7-it-rep-meh.html' title='January 7 ; IT rep, meh.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3323324071510326640</id><published>2009-01-04T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:43:24.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 5 ; Just going round'n'round</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning( Its 12 MN , morning , right?! )! The weekend was pretty &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt;fun. Oh ,I just remembered. I SAW DIDO ALBUM'S ADVERTISEMENT ON THE TAXI THAT WAS IN SCHOOL! Nothing to be excited about but..AND OH! I SAW GOSSIP GIRL'S ADVERTISEMENT TOO! Never knew that they did advertisement for Gossip Girl in Singapore. Uhm , okay , so now back to this blog post. Yes , I am going to set my new year resolutions today! Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Sleep before 12 MN on Sunday - Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait , its 12.06 AM already. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Focus on studies, studies ... STUDIES!&lt;br /&gt;More studies, less games. GET A FOR EVERY SUBJECT, even thou its pretty impossible BUT I AM DETERMINED! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;Improve&lt;/s&gt;Learn Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese japanese japanese! *listens to japanese songs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish the animes that I am currently watching.&lt;br /&gt;Animes desu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop being so bitchy/fake/pro&lt;wbr&gt;ud/idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.&lt;br /&gt;Okay , nothing to say about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Stop procrastinating&lt;wbr&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Finish what I started.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say on this, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. BE MORE SOCIABLE.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Improve my handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;Its ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Improve my horrible, horrible spelling.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S HORRIBLE. It really is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I've made my new year resolutions which I will most probably not follow/achieve,&lt;wbr&gt; its time to blog. Went out to Causeway points on Saturday, bought a shirt, mum bought another shirt , a jean and bermudas for my today. Finally finished my hoemwork with the help of my friends. Okay , ending here. Have to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3323324071510326640?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3323324071510326640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3323324071510326640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3323324071510326640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3323324071510326640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/december-5-just-going-roundnround.html' title='January 5 ; Just going round&apos;n&apos;round'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6454339727455317024</id><published>2009-01-02T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:32:35.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 2 ; First day of school sec 2 life.</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of school! Quite boring, but still, for the sake of filling this blog post up, I have to blog about it. Woke up, got ready for school, ate paus for breakfast. Walked to school with my brother and friend. Took off my tie halfway to school (but is till put it back on when I reached assembly). Went to hall once I reached school, did not see class at our usual spot (I pretty much forgot I am not a Sec 2 instead of a Sec 1 , so yeah). Took my a few seconds to locate my class, joined them.&lt;br /&gt;Sat beside Edward (&lt;s&gt;annoying&lt;/s&gt; desk partner) for assembly. Had two form teacher , Ms Zeng and one more who i've forgotten her name(Sorry , bad memory). Went to class, filled in some form and stuffs till it was recess. Went to Cosmix with Syaheeran &amp;amp; friends. Went and see Mr Shawn but he was at teh staff room. Rawr. So i picked a book and read it. Syaheeran then left early(he was sitting beside me reading anotehr book,yeah) and i got really spooked out with the storybook. Rawr! Had an hour of science and another hour of PC lesson before school pretty much ended.&lt;br /&gt;(Told you school was boring(which made my blog post boring, as well))&lt;br /&gt;Had instant noodles, watched an episode of Miss No Good. Went to Sun Plaza to fix and make my spects and then went to giant for dinner. Saw Mrs James. Hurmph.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so thats what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started on a new art piece, about a bee. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6454339727455317024?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6454339727455317024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6454339727455317024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6454339727455317024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6454339727455317024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2009/01/january-2-first-day-of-school-sec-2.html' title='January 2 ; First day of &lt;s&gt;school&lt;/s&gt; sec 2 life.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8759541284603863688</id><published>2008-12-31T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T03:01:53.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 1 '09 ; New year, yeah.</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR MY DEAR BLOG! Yeah, its a new year! 2008 passed in a blink of an eye, pretty much. Well , school is starting the day after tomorrow , excited much? I don't know , how i get some nice juniors( If any of my juniors-to-be or juniors is reading this , HELLO! ).Well,&lt;s&gt;next&lt;/s&gt; this year is pretty important (Darn, why is every year so important?!?) because of my streaming, I guess. And joy, i am finally a senior , well , to the incoming bath of Sec 1s. FINALLY! I CAN &lt;s&gt;TOTURE&lt;/s&gt; SOME JUNIORS! Offt. Just kidding. Pretty much spent the new year with my comp(including Neko and my other Online friends. Ha. Ha. Ha.) again.Had a 'mini party in my house, so fun okay!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..what else should i add? Yes, some screen shots. Ha. Ha. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SVvcTnvEjeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tqAPR0fq3mM/s1600-h/confession.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 62px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SVvcTnvEjeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tqAPR0fq3mM/s400/confession.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286060817291447778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Biggest confession in 2008! Made by Syaheeran A.K.A Sya-kun A.KA EMOEMO A.K.A Onii-Chan! HAHAHAHAHA! (Sorry Onii-chan , too tempted)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, need to chanse some pavement now.&lt;br /&gt;Argh , have to rush the final &lt;b&gt;bits&lt;/b&gt; of my homework tomorrow , crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily Allen - The fear/I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I want to be rich and I want lots of money&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny&lt;br /&gt;I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds&lt;br /&gt;I heard people die while they are trying to find them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take my clothes off and it will be shameless&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone knows that’s how you get famous&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the right track yeah I'm on to a winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what’s right and what’s real anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I’m meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When we think it will all become clear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I’m being taken over by fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s about film stars and less about mothers&lt;br /&gt;It's all about fast cars and passing each other&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter cause I’m packing plastic&lt;br /&gt;and that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am a weapon of massive consumption&lt;br /&gt;and its not my fault it's how I'm program to function&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the right track yeah I'm on to a winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what’s right and what’s real anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I’m meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When we think it will all become clear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I’m being taken over by fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about guns and forget ammunition&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not a saint but I’m not a sinner&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is cool as long as I'm getting thinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what’s right and what’s real anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I’m meant to feel anymore&lt;br /&gt;When we think it will all become clear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I’m being taken over by fear &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing pavements,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8759541284603863688?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8759541284603863688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8759541284603863688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8759541284603863688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8759541284603863688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/1-january-09-new-year-yeah.html' title='January 1 &apos;09 ; New year, yeah.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SVvcTnvEjeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tqAPR0fq3mM/s72-c/confession.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-4030660665147696733</id><published>2008-12-27T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T11:04:17.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decenber 28 ; Money is a b*tch , it really is.</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah , I was talking to Rafi and now I hate money more than ever. Money, money, money. All people think is money. What is so great about money? Money , you are a true bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , my computer is doing random shut downs. Grawrh. Maybe its telling me to go and do my homework! Meh. Hopefully i can complete it before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;Okay , ending this short post here. Its late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-4030660665147696733?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/4030660665147696733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=4030660665147696733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4030660665147696733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/4030660665147696733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/decenber-28-money-is-btch-it-really-is.html' title='Decenber 28 ; Money is a b*tch , it really is.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7281003169945991527</id><published>2008-12-25T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:47:40.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 25 ; What a 'merry' Christmas</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas &lt;s&gt;today&lt;/s&gt; yesterday. Bleargh. Did not really felt like Christmas. Oh well , my family don't really celebrate Christmas anyway. So yeah , my dad came home today. Don't really know what to type now , beside i've been neglecting you and this is my 75th blog post and my iTunes sort of crashed today , so i had to get my songs in it again.  So while I was setting up my iTune again , heard this music that was from Kanon , felt like crying , i don't know why. Weird thought are entering and flooding my life. I don't know why. Really wished you were my pet rock AND diary so i can talk to you about the stuff in my head without being afraid you would betray me someday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well , what will happen tomorrow? How i wished i can live in a fantasty world of my own. The reality is just too scary , sometimes i just wish i can run away from it and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets not talk about that anymore , its making me feel weird. Oh yes my blog , should i get you a name? I feel like getting you one... hmm. I think i've talked to you about this before but i've forgotten about it , meh.  Yes , today is Boxing day. Hmm. What IS boxing day exactly..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've made up my mind,&lt;br /&gt;No need to think it over,&lt;br /&gt;If i'm wrong I aint right,&lt;br /&gt;No need to look no further,&lt;br /&gt;This ain't lust,&lt;br /&gt;This is love but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i tell the world,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never say enough,&lt;br /&gt;Cause it was not said to you,&lt;br /&gt;And thats exactly what i need to do,&lt;br /&gt;If i'm in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i give up,&lt;br /&gt;Or should i just keep chasing pavements?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it leads nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;Or would it be a waste?&lt;br /&gt;Even If i knew my place should i leave it there?&lt;br /&gt;Should i give up,&lt;br /&gt;Or should i just keep chasing pavements?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it leads nowhere&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never tell enough , never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7281003169945991527?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7281003169945991527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7281003169945991527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7281003169945991527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7281003169945991527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-25-what-merry-christmas.html' title='December 25 ; What a &apos;merry&apos; Christmas'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-941755623181758484</id><published>2008-12-20T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T10:37:20.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 21 ; D drive love</title><content type='html'>HELLO BLOG (and my imaginary readers , of course) ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah , have been sleeping pretty late everyday..and well , waking up later everyday. Haha. So today , went to my school to buy books and clothes with my brother (his , not mine. I bought mine a long time ago) because he is going to be in my school next year(don't ask why. Hah!). School looked boring as usual .&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post about , really. And oh yeah , i've been pretty bored lately and maths is getting me insane. HELP PLEASE?! SOS! I need a maths genius! Mum is making Glutinous Rice Balls. looking pretty foward to them.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am going to update my blog profile and change my tagboard/cbox colours afterwards (finally) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah , bofore yours truly , Mr Scatterbrain Snail forgets , i did another vector!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SU06Y8aUu3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/xOmL5XDPZfs/s1600-h/Whats+next.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SU06Y8aUu3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/xOmL5XDPZfs/s200/Whats+next.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281942138183269234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is like version one or something. Then i did another one because Neko wanted it as her wallpaper(honoured desu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SU062L-oYcI/AAAAAAAAAME/Djkj8iahSw4/s1600-h/FishbowlWallpaper.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SU062L-oYcI/AAAAAAAAAME/Djkj8iahSw4/s200/FishbowlWallpaper.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281942640578290114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't think this one look  nice , IMO. Meh. Might improve on it somedays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliding off,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew the Snail who fails in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playpark.net/forums/viewthread/3066/" title="Glutinous Rice Balls - Tangyuan (汤圆)"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-941755623181758484?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/941755623181758484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=941755623181758484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/941755623181758484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/941755623181758484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-21-d-drive-love.html' title='December 21 ; D drive love'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SU06Y8aUu3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/xOmL5XDPZfs/s72-c/Whats+next.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7780668035056240622</id><published>2008-12-15T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:43:40.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 16 ; Happy for YOU.</title><content type='html'>Hey Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah , been busy with procrastinating&lt;wbr&gt; lately(procrast&lt;wbr&gt;inating is hard work okay!). And yeah , because of some stuff that happened , my family now sleeps in a room. So at night , my brother would be on his PSP , my sister will be on her iTouch and handphone , my mum will be sleeping beside me , I will look at the dog and well , the dog will just be..sleeping or licking its paws.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Have to do my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x254/Powerhuman/RocketSnail.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x254/Powerhuman/RocketSnail-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click for a MUCH MUCH bigger picture!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , vector art.&lt;br /&gt;Did it in photoshop! :3&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;EHHH.&lt;br /&gt;A quiz from Mandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 The first person who tag/pass you is- Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Your relationship with him/her?- Classmate/Schoolmate/Friend. Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Your impression of her?- Friendly , nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?- Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?- Don't have leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 If he/she become your lover, you will - AHHH!. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be - Will never happen , desu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 If he/she become your enemy, you will?- Uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be ?- Too many to be listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is ?- This questions sounds very wrong ,a nd uh , nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 Your overall impression of him/her is ?- Friendly and nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 How you think people around you will feel about you - Quiet , shy , coward , alien from planet Earth , what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 The characters you love of yourself are ? Abnormal , heck yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are?- Too shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 The most ideal person you want to be is ?- Brad pitt. Okay , no. Just be myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 For people that care and like you, say something to them ?- I LOVE YOU TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you. Pass to people with blogs only.&lt;br /&gt;1) Neko/Kenix&lt;br /&gt;2) Jenny (Don't think she will do it , anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;3) Far-chan&lt;br /&gt;4) Sya-kun&lt;br /&gt;5) HuangJie&lt;br /&gt;6) Dixxon&lt;br /&gt;7) Dixon&lt;br /&gt;8) Glynnis&lt;br /&gt;9)  Ruki&lt;br /&gt;10) Josiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 Who is no.6 having relationship with ? Wonder girls? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 Is no.9 a male or female?- Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?- *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#21 What is no.2 studying about?- Uhhhh.....study?what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22 When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?- Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#23 What kind of music band does no.8 like?  FAHRENHEIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#24 Does no.1 have any siblings?- Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#25 Will you woo no.3?- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26 How about no.7?- No x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27 Is no.4 single?- Is in love. or in a crush. And he is single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#28 What is the surname of no.5?- No surname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#29 What 's the hobby of no.10?- ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#30 Does no.5 and 9 get along well?- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#31 Where is no.2 studying at?- Phs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#32 Talk something casually about no.1.- Omg Bff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#33 Have you tried developing feelings for no.6?- Never~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#34 Where does no.9 live at?- I..don't..know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#35 What colour does no.4 like?- Green?Blue?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#36 Are no.5 and 1 best friend?- Uhh..no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#37 Does no.1 have any pets?- A dog and a chick..or..chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#38 Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?- *lololol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#39 What is no. 6 doing now?- Don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do if you want to. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Trans and winter rains - Enya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Streets passing by,&lt;br /&gt;Underneath stormy skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neon signs in the night,&lt;br /&gt;Red and blue city lights.&lt;br /&gt;Cargo trains rolling by,&lt;br /&gt;Once again someone cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trains and winter rains,&lt;br /&gt;No going by, no going home.&lt;br /&gt;Trains across the plains,&lt;br /&gt;And in the sky, the star alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime, it's the same.&lt;br /&gt;One more night, one more train.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere empty roads,&lt;br /&gt;Where they go, no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trains and winter rains,&lt;br /&gt;No going by, no going home.&lt;br /&gt;Trains across the plains,&lt;br /&gt;And in the sky, the star alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, da, da, da...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trains and winter rains,&lt;br /&gt;No going by, no going home.&lt;br /&gt;Trains across the plains,&lt;br /&gt;And in the sky, the star alone.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;ANDREW. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7780668035056240622?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7780668035056240622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7780668035056240622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7780668035056240622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7780668035056240622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-16-happy-for-you.html' title='December 16 ; Happy for YOU.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-517472900333354919</id><published>2008-12-11T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:05:08.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 12 ; NEW DESKTOP!</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , i got pretty bored with my desktop , it was uhm...pretty out-dated , full of icon and totally ugly okay. So i decided to do a 'makeover' with my desktop. And ta-daaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SUFiiuDsxXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FqGfX1vHReg/s1600-h/DESKTOP.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SUFiiuDsxXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FqGfX1vHReg/s400/DESKTOP.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278608586873554290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click for full image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So yeah. Here are the list of progs i used :&lt;br /&gt;1. Window vista transformation pack ( Make your Window XP looks like Window Vista. (I am using Window XP , by the way. ))&lt;br /&gt;2. Google Desktop ( No , its not Google's OS! Its just the sidebar. )&lt;br /&gt;3. RK launcher ( My awesum dock! )&lt;br /&gt;4. Hideicons (Hide all of my ugwee icons!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think got some graphics at some site. And yes , you have it , my new desktop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping soon,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-517472900333354919?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/517472900333354919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=517472900333354919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/517472900333354919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/517472900333354919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-12-new-desktop.html' title='December 12 ; NEW DESKTOP!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/SUFiiuDsxXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FqGfX1vHReg/s72-c/DESKTOP.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6900427607261341460</id><published>2008-12-09T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:09:11.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 10 ; Firefox hates me</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS OFFICIAL! Firefox hates me! So yeah ,as usual , woke up, rolled around , brunch, anime, lags , opened task manager , shock my my life...Firefox hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/ST64c-mv69I/AAAAAAAAALs/l7YsQqfZWhs/s1600-h/Mozilla.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/ST64c-mv69I/AAAAAAAAALs/l7YsQqfZWhs/s320/Mozilla.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277858621306170322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;My Firefox is pretty messed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefox hates me,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6900427607261341460?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6900427607261341460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6900427607261341460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6900427607261341460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6900427607261341460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-10-firefox-hates-me.html' title='December 10 ; Firefox hates me'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/ST64c-mv69I/AAAAAAAAALs/l7YsQqfZWhs/s72-c/Mozilla.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1658303405087572305</id><published>2008-12-07T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T10:26:12.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 08 ; Time runs</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CAME BACK FROM A WEDDING DINNER. It was uber awesome,period,because i say so , period x2. Okay , so after the dinner , which ended at around 11 , it started at 9 plus... i had hiccups for around 30 minutes. Oh dang ,s crew that hiccups , i think my organs almost exploded. Okay , so , i've been teaching myself how to manage a rollercoaster theme park by playing roller coaster tycoon. Its not really working well. I think i have to scrap that idea soon. Hmm. So okay , going to sleep soon. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snail who &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; love life,&lt;br /&gt;ANDR3W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1658303405087572305?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1658303405087572305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1658303405087572305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1658303405087572305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1658303405087572305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-08-time-runs.html' title='December 08 ; Time runs'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-546628141420988137</id><published>2008-12-05T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T05:10:49.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 05 : 69 desu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STkmEVusXHI/AAAAAAAAALk/rBSao56RpBI/s1600-h/69.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STkmEVusXHI/AAAAAAAAALk/rBSao56RpBI/s400/69.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276290294435568754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for my 69th blog post!&lt;br /&gt;Mhm. WHat to write for today? Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;OKay , so iw ent out with Jenny yesterday to the library , first went to the Sembawang library but the book (The secret diary of Adrian Mole) was not there , then we went to the Yishun livrary and whhhaaatt theee.... it was so huge and..big..and..so many books..and..and..and..it had a really bad smell okay. FInally found the book , along with some other interesting book. Sat down on one of the chairs , or balls (they look like balls with holes! Oh wait , they ARE.) and started reading till my butt hurt. Went to KFC and looked at Jenny eat , toture! Went home by the MRT after that.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today ,going to attend a wedding dinenr on sun , how i wish my holidays were more eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher - Believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in life after love?&lt;br /&gt;              I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;              I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;              Do you believe in life after love?&lt;br /&gt;              I can feel something inside me say,&lt;br /&gt;              I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;              What am I supposed to do,&lt;br /&gt;              Sit around and wait for you&lt;br /&gt;              Well I can't do that&lt;br /&gt;              And there's no turnin' back&lt;br /&gt;              I need time to move on&lt;br /&gt;              I need love to feel strong&lt;br /&gt;              'Cos I've had time to think it through&lt;br /&gt;              ,N' maybe I'm too good for you, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;              Do you believe in life after love?&lt;br /&gt;              I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;              I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;              Do you believe in life after love?&lt;br /&gt;              I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;              I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I know that I'll get through this&lt;br /&gt;               'Cos I know that I am strong&lt;br /&gt;               And, I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;               I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;               I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;               No, I don't need you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Shes gonna be on Ellen on Monday , hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-546628141420988137?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/546628141420988137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=546628141420988137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/546628141420988137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/546628141420988137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-05-69-desu.html' title='December 05 : 69 desu.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STkmEVusXHI/AAAAAAAAALk/rBSao56RpBI/s72-c/69.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7494747418001596621</id><published>2008-12-03T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T06:10:48.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 03 ; Buffet. HAHA.</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A BUFFET AT JURONG TODAY AND YOU HAD NONE! NEH NEH PO PO!!!! HAHAHAHAH!. Okay ,I shall not be lame. So ,i had a buffet today. Well , having paid 20 plus bucks for it, obviously i had to make teh buffet worth it. So i ate alot of salmon ,abalone and alot of expensive stuff! HAHA! None for you! Well , IT WAS SO DELICIOUS! Ate until so full ah. I want to eat teh ice cream again! Hurmph! Went to Cash Converter and then went to Popualr and i saw.. The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13 ¾ ( Adrian Mole: From Minor to Major ) which contained teh first three book and a written bonus or something. WHAT THE HECK! I SO WANT IT! ARGH. But it was a -ing 30 bucks! Darn it! I want it so badly. *sigh* I can still remembering sacrificing my recess just to read the book in the school library until it went missing. Ugh, going to the library with Jenny tomorrow to search for it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixxon said he had snail meat for his buffet. Ugh . HATE HIM DESU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STaR9XxT_7I/AAAAAAAAALc/mqwi5IjoGDI/s1600-h/DSC03353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STaR9XxT_7I/AAAAAAAAALc/mqwi5IjoGDI/s400/DSC03353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275564497050009522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh by the way , i am not going to change my url because Shaun says 21x5.co.cc is cute. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay , no , and because Neko said 69 is overused. So,yeah. HOORAY TO 69!..i mean...21x5! HOORAY! (a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , off to watch TV and sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kylie Minogue - In My Arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you describe a feeling?&lt;br /&gt;I've only ever dreamt of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ spinnin' up my favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and get a groove on&lt;br /&gt;Life's fantastic and it won't be long&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the moment slip away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you and i could find a pleasure&lt;br /&gt;No one else has ever known&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel in my arms?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want it? Do you need it?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it? Tell me.....&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel in my arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a feeling this is something strong&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is move on&lt;br /&gt;No more wonderin' where I belong&lt;br /&gt;So never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you and i a guilty pleasure&lt;br /&gt;No one else has ever known&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it is now or never&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be alone &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song desu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21x5,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7494747418001596621?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7494747418001596621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7494747418001596621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7494747418001596621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7494747418001596621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/12/december-03-buffet-haha.html' title='December 03 ; Buffet. HAHA.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STaR9XxT_7I/AAAAAAAAALc/mqwi5IjoGDI/s72-c/DSC03353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8943460581091621542</id><published>2008-11-29T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:18:07.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 30 ; Mapletard? No way!</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been mapling lately (hey , its the holidays!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Screenshot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STGGkv1syEI/AAAAAAAAALM/MDSYAg7hPJI/s1600-h/Neko1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STGGkv1syEI/AAAAAAAAALM/MDSYAg7hPJI/s320/Neko1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274144604502673474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Click for bigger view)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still can't see it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STGGy-UxgiI/AAAAAAAAALU/xlVpuZaT7cA/s1600-h/Neko2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 13px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STGGy-UxgiI/AAAAAAAAALU/xlVpuZaT7cA/s400/Neko2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274144848909271586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I  love Neko too! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Well , i love all of my BFFs , so.. *big hug to all my Bffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , hafta sleep now , don't want to be late for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6969,&lt;br /&gt;Andr00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8943460581091621542?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8943460581091621542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8943460581091621542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8943460581091621542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8943460581091621542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-30-mapletard-no-way.html' title='November 30 ; Mapletard? No way!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KCC4y66qPDI/STGGkv1syEI/AAAAAAAAALM/MDSYAg7hPJI/s72-c/Neko1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-694230120241309661</id><published>2008-11-28T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:36:36.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 28 ; Quiz , again.</title><content type='html'>The rules and regulations&lt;br /&gt;1. Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts aboutyourselves.&lt;br /&gt;2. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little knownfacts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*What the snnnaaaaiiill? I had to get this from source code because Glynnis' blog disabled copy (pfft...) and i was too lazy to retype!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Internet addict. (un)Officially attached to Mozilla Firefox. King of b*tchyness. Queen of procrastinating and Masters of twiit , leet and some other stuff excluding internet memes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a hello kitty blanket. ( i want it replace! argh. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I suck at languages. English , Chinese , Malay , VB , C++ , excluding Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I HAVE NO FASHION SENSE AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a geeky nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love reality shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love Ellen DeGeneres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love my online and offline (real life) friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Gah . FROU FROU IS THE (love) !!!!!!!!111!111!!!111111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I admit i do quite procrastinate alot. Well , who doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-694230120241309661?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/694230120241309661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=694230120241309661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/694230120241309661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/694230120241309661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-28-quiz-again.html' title='November 28 ; Quiz , again.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3199412117520824596</id><published>2008-11-26T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:54:09.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 26 ; I ate a slice of pie yesterday night.</title><content type='html'>Hey Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored , very bored , so i am here to blog about , the title , I ate a slice of my (very first) pie last night . It was so tasty . Now now , don't give me any nonsense about my lying on it was the very first pie i ate because it was really a (slice of) pie. It was a tasty pie with some stuff inside it , don't know what it was. I don't care about other pies i've eaten in the past because you can't even call them pie when they are all chuncky and look more like a brick than a pie. So , i ate a slice of pie last night and it was delicious . Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hide and Seek - Imogen Heap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are we? What the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;The dust has only just begun to form,&lt;br /&gt;Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Spin me round again and rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening.&lt;br /&gt;When busy streets a mess with people&lt;br /&gt;would stop to hold their heads heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines.&lt;br /&gt;All those years they were here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oily marks appear on walls&lt;br /&gt;Where pleasure moments hung before.&lt;br /&gt;The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this&lt;br /&gt;still life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tears,&lt;br /&gt;They were here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah of course it is.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm what you say?&lt;br /&gt;What did she say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3199412117520824596?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3199412117520824596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3199412117520824596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3199412117520824596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3199412117520824596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-26-i-ate-slice-of-pie.html' title='November 26 ; I ate a slice of pie yesterday night.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-767102245085500096</id><published>2008-11-24T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:59:15.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 25 ; Shut up and fuck off , please and thank you.</title><content type='html'>Hey Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so pissed and bored. I am pissed with myself , don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , I am typing this blog post today to find out what do i really want. Thought of this when i was chatting with Neko on MSN about her getting a iPod if she pass and get onto year 10 next year. ( Good luck woo! *cheers madly* ) Right. No , not the latest handphone , Nitendo DS , PSP , laptops or some other stuff teens at my age are trying desperately to get them . Yes , i know , i am weird , but i love being weird . So now , i shall attempt to find out the things i WANT ( or to put it nicely , NEED )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(random order)&lt;br /&gt;1. Be more sociable.&lt;br /&gt;Oh phuulez. WHATS WRONG WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A room of my own.&lt;br /&gt;I need,love,want privacy. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A bigger desk.&lt;br /&gt;With a rubbish bin beside it. Its so tiring to walk to the kitchen to just throw something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A TICKET TO THE ELLEN DEGENRES SHOW!&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget the air plane ticket , hotel room and stuff you know i won't want to be paying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Albums of Frou frou , Kate nash , Kylie Minogue...&lt;br /&gt;And other singers i totally love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Totally kickass photoshop/coding skills.&lt;br /&gt;Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stop all of my typos and get good English grades.&lt;br /&gt;MORE BOOKS DESU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Air ticket to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Ask Neko why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Meet my BFF.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Give a hug to everyone i love and stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , I had created a facebook account like a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Search my name or e-mail address or you can just msn me .&lt;br /&gt;I am totally hooked onto Pet Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The thing that makes this song unique and beautiful is that it makes no sense, all of the amazingly sung and classic songs usually make no sense. So what makes Regina Spektor an absolute sensational artist is that a lot of her lyrics make no sense apart from the icy heart touching phrases she uses eg. "You're young untill you're not, you love untill you dont" and also her lovely voice xD, she is actually beautiful aswell xD&lt;br /&gt;-Taken from a comment on Regina's MV 'On the radio'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Regina Spaktor - On the radio&lt;br /&gt;This is how it works&lt;br /&gt;It feels a little worse&lt;br /&gt;Than when we drove our hearse&lt;br /&gt;Right through that screaming crowd&lt;br /&gt;While laughing up a storm&lt;br /&gt;Until we were just bone&lt;br /&gt;Until it got so warm&lt;br /&gt;That none of us could sleep&lt;br /&gt;And all the styrofoam&lt;br /&gt;Began to melt away&lt;br /&gt;We tried to find some worms&lt;br /&gt;To aid in the decay&lt;br /&gt;But none of them were home&lt;br /&gt;Inside their catacomb&lt;br /&gt;A million ancient bees&lt;br /&gt;Began to sting our knees&lt;br /&gt;While we were on our knees&lt;br /&gt;Praying that disease&lt;br /&gt;Would leave the ones we love&lt;br /&gt;And never come again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the radio&lt;br /&gt;We heard November Rain&lt;br /&gt;That solo's really long&lt;br /&gt;But it's a pretty song&lt;br /&gt;We listened to it twice&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the DJ was asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it works&lt;br /&gt;You're young until you're not&lt;br /&gt;You love until you don't&lt;br /&gt;You try until you can't&lt;br /&gt;You laugh until you cry&lt;br /&gt;You cry until you laugh&lt;br /&gt;And everyone must breathe&lt;br /&gt;Until their dying breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this is how it works&lt;br /&gt;You peer inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;You take the things you like&lt;br /&gt;And try to love the things you took&lt;br /&gt;And then you take that love you made&lt;br /&gt;And stick it into some&lt;br /&gt;Someone else's heart&lt;br /&gt;Pumping someone else's blood&lt;br /&gt;And walking arm in arm&lt;br /&gt;You hope it don't get harmed&lt;br /&gt;But even if it does&lt;br /&gt;You'll just do it all again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the radio&lt;br /&gt;You hear November Rain&lt;br /&gt;That solo's awful long&lt;br /&gt;But it's a good refrain&lt;br /&gt;You listen to it twice&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the DJ is asleep&lt;br /&gt;On the radio&lt;br /&gt;(oh oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;On the radio&lt;br /&gt;On the radio - uh oh&lt;br /&gt;On the radio - uh oh&lt;br /&gt;On the radio - uh oh&lt;br /&gt;On the radio&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://shots.snap.com//client/inject.js?site_name=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-767102245085500096?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/767102245085500096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=767102245085500096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/767102245085500096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/767102245085500096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-25-shut-up-and-fuck-off-please.html' title='November 25 ; Shut up and fuck off , please and thank you.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-5122106200018414134</id><published>2008-11-21T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:57:56.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 22 ; 3 in 1?</title><content type='html'>Okay , I shall include whatever important event that had happened during the past few days in the blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the most important one , THE COMPLETION OF MY CCA PROJECT . Just incase you don't really know what project I am talking about , it is the project we are doing for SDMA ( School Digital Media Award ) , its a full 3D short flim or something . [exaggerating] It took a few month of hard work , a month of pizza hut , MacDonald , roti pratas , brayni rice , alot of other stuff and of course , a group of talented 13 year olds ( i think there is one who is 12 because her birhdya had not passed *points at Glynnis* ) [/exaggerating] Okay , wait , maybe i DID exggerate a little , but then again , most of it is true. Mr Shawn said he is going to ask Princial and Vice Principal to replace all the comps if we win gold . We ( really did ) even recorded down in our handphones! *giggles* Such fun memories ahhh. Kinda miss being in school now since CCA has ended ( for the year ) and we are going to expect a huge number of members to come in next year. I would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; happy if it was a huge number of computers but , sadly , no , at least not until we win gold. Oh my gosh , i should stop sounding like its the end of my secondary school life! *slaps self* Oh yeah I've been assigned the role of Modeler , Animator and Leader! Which basically translate to : Trouble , shit and more stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah crap , i so feel like i turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head feels itchy , going to end my blog post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;AndrooO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-5122106200018414134?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/5122106200018414134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=5122106200018414134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5122106200018414134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5122106200018414134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-22-3-in-1.html' title='November 22 ; 3 in 1?'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7247066682351255678</id><published>2008-11-18T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:27:42.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 19 ; Neko said i did not blog , so i am.</title><content type='html'>Had CCA and bought my books today. Went to ah mei's cafe for lunch today with CCAmates. fun uh! Doing the egg cracking animation took me one whole day , i am sucha slow guy! Let my CCAmates off early since they had finished their work , while i was still doing mine ! Hopefully tomorrow will be last day of CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of hiding.&lt;br /&gt;But yet at tehs ame time , i can't say it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imogen heap madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep in like 5 mins,&lt;br /&gt;Androo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7247066682351255678?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7247066682351255678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7247066682351255678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7247066682351255678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7247066682351255678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-19-neko-said-i-did-not-blog-so.html' title='November 19 ; Neko said i did not blog , so i am.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-5791899649121496686</id><published>2008-11-15T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:45:48.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 16 ; 60th post</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to make this blog post a long , full of proper english one. Wish me luck , oh yeah , before starting , I have to apply my chapstick !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a weird dream today , don't really know how to type it out . So after dreaming , i woke up only to find myself under something heavy . Finally bothered to get myself under the two mattress , had lunch , used the computer and got nagged by mum to take a shower . Watched some H2o : Footprints in the sand . Did not know that the last ep 12 was the last episode so i was searching for ep 13 and found nothing . Ah ,stupid me! The ending was a bit...weird anyway. I then read a few pages of twilight , did a bit of foruming , download Flyff and tales runner because i was bored to deat . Flyff's servers werehaving connection problems so i went and play talkes runner instead . Reminds me of kong kong , so cartoon-ish! Haha , it was fun , beside the fact that i always got attacked and ended up losing. Ah , poor me never got to first place. I need more animes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i say i wanted to make this post a long one? ... I did? Hmm . Then ... take it as i did not say anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chapstick smells wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to buy the one made of beewax some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kate Nash - Foundations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, everything's fine, except you've got that look in your eye&lt;br /&gt;When I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring,&lt;br /&gt;You're thinking of something to say.&lt;br /&gt;You'll go along with it then drop it and humiliate me in front of our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll use that voice that you find annoyin' and say something like&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, intelligant input, darlin'. Why don't you just have another beer then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll call me a bitch&lt;br /&gt;And everyone we're with will be embarrassed,&lt;br /&gt;And I wont give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I should let go,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime we fight I know it's not right,&lt;br /&gt;Everytime that you're upset and I smile.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should forget, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said I must eat so many lemons&lt;br /&gt;'cause I am so bitter.&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;"I'd rather be with your friends mate 'cause they are much fitter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was childish and you got agressive,&lt;br /&gt;And I must admit that I was a bit scared,&lt;br /&gt;But it gives me thrills to wind you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I should let go,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime we fight I know it's not right,&lt;br /&gt;Everytime that you're upset and I smile.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should forget, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted, what a suprise.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to look at your face 'cause it's makin' me sick.&lt;br /&gt;You've gone and got sick on my trainers,&lt;br /&gt;I only got these yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Snail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-5791899649121496686?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/5791899649121496686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=5791899649121496686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5791899649121496686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/5791899649121496686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-16-60th-post.html' title='November 16 ; 60th post'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6945582418127289098</id><published>2008-11-13T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:54:06.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O-hey Blog ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uhm , i fell asleep yesterday...after using my computer for a short while. And now , presenting the biggest joke of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While using MSN and a handphone) Me : Eh...how do i call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love frou frou , can i have all of her albums please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6945582418127289098?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6945582418127289098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6945582418127289098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6945582418127289098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6945582418127289098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/o-hey-blog-so-uhm-i-fell-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-7907679076817462951</id><published>2008-11-12T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:03:23.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today , woke up , rolled around bed , slept , woke up , prepare for CCA , went to school. When i went to school , saw Amirul , Glynnis , Yaman and Sylvia standing at the front of the school. Apparently , CCA was cancelled at the last minute. Oh yeah , go CCA. SYaheeran arrived later . We then took bun to the shopping mall and some of us had Roti Prata . Walked around the mall after that , went to the supermarket and library (which was closed) , hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;My and Glynnish bought otahs then , oh , good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Walked home with Yaman . Switched on-ed my computer and watched a few ep of H2O : Footprints in the sand .&lt;br /&gt;Thats pretty much everything,&lt;br /&gt;the book i borrowed from the library is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Leigh Nash -  My idea of heaven&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd get here; I was so far away&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe in love, thought it was just a game&lt;br /&gt;People played&lt;br /&gt;Everything changed when I met you&lt;br /&gt;I touched your hand, you took my heart&lt;br /&gt;And you led me to a better place, just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;In the dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my idea of heaven, lying here with you&lt;br /&gt;This is my idea of heaven, nothing else, I'd rather do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you'd get here, why'd you make me wait?&lt;br /&gt;And when I looked into your eyes, I recognised your words&lt;br /&gt;My faith&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in a lonely shell, with no windows, to the world&lt;br /&gt;How in God's name did you find, a lonestar&lt;br /&gt;Loneliest girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my idea of heaven, lying here with you&lt;br /&gt;This is my idea of heaven, nothing else, I'd rather do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feel your heart, beating&lt;br /&gt;To feel our limits, meeting&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was sure a good and shitty day,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-7907679076817462951?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/7907679076817462951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=7907679076817462951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7907679076817462951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/7907679076817462951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/hey-blog-today-woke-up-rolled-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8489352935716819471</id><published>2008-11-10T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:07:14.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 11. Watch is screwed.</title><content type='html'>Hey Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was okay... bad,i guess. To start the day off , i woke up a little bit later and was late for CCA , by around 20 minutes. Go me! Walked there quickly , leg was burning . Went into CCA room...well , we had no idea on how do we animate the animation do Mr Shawn let us watch Wall.E to get ideas , unexpected , very. Did not do much during CCA today , must do better tomorrow uh!&lt;br /&gt;Went home , watched TV and uh , fell asleep. Mum woke me up and i had dinner. Had a DOTA game with Ruki and Neko after dinner. Dota was fun okay,we won the AI! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Amazing Race after that. Hur. Mum bought a new pair of earphones(or whatever you call them) for me , oh my , hot stuff! (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah , before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;If you are viuewing this post , most likely you have already seen my new skin , if not...shooo you hacker! Anywhowhos , i bet you are jealous of this customized skin..if you are not...YOU ARE LYING ! I KNOW IT! ( Ok , maybe you are not , but you have to admit because this skin is fabulous okay )&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , thanks Neko , load you loads. *hugs neko , squeezing out her eyeballs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am being oversensetive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you ask me to come, I'll say, "go"&lt;br /&gt;If you say you love me, I'll say, "Sure, if you say so"&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you tell me, I won't believe you&lt;br /&gt;And if you try, try to make me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I would like to know&lt;br /&gt;Which one is willing to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along the wall, between us&lt;br /&gt;I see a teacher, there for us&lt;br /&gt;I look at the wall, I see right through it&lt;br /&gt;I lean on the wall, there for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a door, where I am standing&lt;br /&gt;Without a key, without a clue...&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I am wondering&lt;br /&gt;Wondering, about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold cold night, are you gonna call me?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about...&lt;br /&gt;How I go on and on...&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;br /&gt;Being like it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;How it's all...&lt;br /&gt;About me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit : Forgot this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Andrew dummified snails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you like your first name?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.How long have you like the person you currently like?&lt;br /&gt;Okay,wait,i have ALOT of person who i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Have you kissed anyone before?&lt;br /&gt;My..dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;No for today , yes for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What are you doing in the morning 8am?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping like a snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What are you doing an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;Watching the amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What are you currently doing?&lt;br /&gt;Quiz-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Who last texted you a message?&lt;br /&gt;Does even anyone know my number when i don't even know it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Have you told anyone that you love them today?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you miss anyone now?&lt;br /&gt;I miss my CCA mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Any plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;What should i have for breakfast and ..lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What was the reason behind the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Is there anyone you want to be with right now?&lt;br /&gt;My BFFs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Have you kissed anyone the name starts with 'J'?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jenny,I thought of you when I read this question!&lt;br /&gt;And,no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Name someone who make you smile today. How?&lt;br /&gt;Kenix&amp;amp;Ruki. MSN and Dota!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Name a friend whose name starts with 'Z'.&lt;br /&gt;Z.....oo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Which of a friend stay closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Deni-....&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;Must not say her name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Do you prefer to call or to text?&lt;br /&gt;Call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Was yesterday better than today?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Can you live a day without your TV and your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without my computer ( and internet connection,o fcourse )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Are you mad about anything now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Do you ever think that relationship are worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Last person you visited in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.When was your last and second last hug?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Mind giving me one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What does your last msg in your inbox says?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot i had a handphone untill..you...mentioned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.How do you feel about your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Abnor-....i eman..Different,hell yeah! I enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Who usually send you the most text in a month?&lt;br /&gt;Benn months since i last received one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Is your room messy now?&lt;br /&gt;Me no has room. Sad for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Your shortest relationship?&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Me and inmaginary friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Who do you look like?&lt;br /&gt;A ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people to do this survery.&lt;br /&gt;Can i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8489352935716819471?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8489352935716819471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8489352935716819471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8489352935716819471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8489352935716819471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-11-watch-is-screwed.html' title='November 11. Watch is screwed.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-258691267217545504</id><published>2008-11-09T04:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:03:57.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 9 , the day where i found out that you can't name your file ' ): ' .</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finsihed watching Kyle XY on the TV , so now I am here reading typing my blog post in notepad (the program , not the notepadwith papers) because my internet is cut off (I am reading it on my computer because i am too poor to afford the real book (no , its because Neko sent the .pdf file of it (oh Neko , love you loads!))). I am currently 58 pages into it (55 pages , to be exact because I did not read the first 3 pages) , Twilight is awesome okay (FYI , I think every novel is awesome) I think i need to go to the library when i am free. I NEED MORE NOVELS...and uhm..animes...but you can't get animes in the library,can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today , in order , what i did :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept &gt; Woke up &gt; Rolled around &gt; Slept again &gt; Woke up &gt; TV &amp;amp; breakfast/lunch &gt; Cried &gt; Read Twilight &gt; Watch Kyle XY &gt; Typing blog post .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea why I can wake up at 12 or 1 PM , i slept at 11 PM yesterday! Hurmph , no good ! Rolling around my &lt;s&gt;bed&lt;/s&gt; materess was fun ! Had &lt;i&gt;Ba Ku Teh&lt;/i&gt; (or how do you spell that) and duck (or chicken (I had a typo and typed f**k , whhhaaattt?!)) rice for breakfast/lunch (since it was my first meal...and not long after i woke up , it sould be breakfast but i had it around 1 PM so it should be called lunch.... Okay , lets just call it ... breakunch). Oo! Good stuff! Well , for the crying...i don't know . I only cry when two things happen , no , make it three.. when I 1.think of stuff i should not be thinking , 2.Is (very)angry , 3.Is (very)upset . Well , i think its the same for everyone , right? So , in this case , it was number..2. Don't really know what i am angry with , i just &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; i was angry with &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; . &lt;random&gt; Oh gosh , i feel so cold now. &lt;/random&gt; I am glad no one saw my crying , i don't want anyone to because i don't think anyone would care but , oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , yesterday when i was going to sleep , i was looking at the window and thinking ' Oh , how good would it be to jump out of the window and forget everything ... and go into a enternal sleep ' No , i did not jump out even thou i was tempted to , if i did jump , i won't be typing this in my notpad now . I think i am losing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earphones spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;Where can i get new ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , I am going to read Twilight now .&lt;br /&gt;And oh! Did i tell you that i keep hugging my pillow when i read Twilight? Its so...nice..and warm okay!&lt;br /&gt;If you see this , it means my internet is already up,going to do some changes to my blog later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah my dear blog , i think i should give you a name , should i?&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions , anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;Androooooo .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-258691267217545504?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/258691267217545504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=258691267217545504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/258691267217545504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/258691267217545504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/november-9-day-where-i-found-out-that.html' title='November 9 , the day where i found out that you can&apos;t name your file &apos; ): &apos; .'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3511810327909884540</id><published>2008-11-04T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:50:01.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O-hello my dear blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just changed my blogskin , neko made this , COOL HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;Totally deserve a STOD okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started play runescape , then neopets , then zOmg .&lt;br /&gt;Oh my snails , zOmg is so totally addictive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL YOU GET STUCK ON A QUEST. ):&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 2 mins later * O YES , FINALLY CLEARD. C:&lt;br /&gt;*30 seconds later * Shit , died. I really did. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to &lt;s&gt;rot&lt;/s&gt; eat msyelf out if i stay at home more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah , before I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;During Monday , CCA .. Syaheeran was listening to 'let go' by Boys like girls ( I want to talk about why is the band called boys like girls , but not now ) and i was like 'Omg heyxzxzx,waz dis the song Frou frou sang?!11!' and he was like...&lt;br /&gt;Okay , no .&lt;br /&gt;Syaheeran was listening to Boys like girl(s)' cover of 'let go' and i was like *insert some stuff which i had forgotten* and yadayada...&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x52w8txtiQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x52w8txtiQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imogen Heap's Let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDiCr7BNVY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDiCr7BNVY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Imogen Heap singing 'let go' live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrLpx3LxKMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IrLpx3LxKMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys like girl(s)' cover of 'let go'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i found another cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8AWyvvwnNTs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8AWyvvwnNTs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Static Lullaby's cover of 'let go'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the three ( excluding the live) , ( in my HONEST ) i have to say Imogen Heap sang it the best. Mainly because ..&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kupo9908 &lt;a id="hide_link_olI-uGLdaNw" class="watch-comment-head-link" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('olI-uGLdaNw')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;div class="watch-comment-body"&gt;      &lt;div&gt; Her voice tells a story.. Not many people can sing from the soul like she can.. Her voice has a soul unlike most peoples. It's... heart touching music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="watch-comment-head"&gt;    &lt;div class="watch-comment-info"&gt;     &lt;span class="watch-comment-time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="hide_link_qfbslyRSBqs" class="watch-comment-head-link" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('qfbslyRSBqs')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    xTrophyWifex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;div class="watch-comment-body"&gt;      &lt;div&gt;       her voice gives me goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;she's absolutely amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="watch-comment-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="watch-comment-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Boys liek girl(s) made it sound like a pop song? Oh gawd,i think it totally ruined the song. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I hate rock/metal/genres that gives you headache , so the last cover was totally out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR IMOGEN HEAP'S ALBUM! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for more zOmg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye my dear blog ,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3511810327909884540?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3511810327909884540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3511810327909884540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3511810327909884540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3511810327909884540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/o-hello-my-dear-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8719006921919901900</id><published>2008-11-02T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:56:52.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just realized i had wasted one year doing nothing but nothing.&lt;br /&gt;' Oh my snails , another year wasted , which adds up to 13 shit years wasted , good for you Andrew! ' is the only thing I can say to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Am i losing my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;No,&lt;/s&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;s&gt;excited,happy,s&lt;wbr&gt;ad,&lt;/s&gt;worried for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariella,where are you? I miss you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8719006921919901900?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8719006921919901900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8719006921919901900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8719006921919901900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8719006921919901900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/ive-just-realized-i-had-wasted-one-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-3388609041684763099</id><published>2008-11-01T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:30:23.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay,yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;I shall make this post short since i am going to play my neopets ( yes , neopets ) soon.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday there was CCA, woke up  at 7.30 ( a minute or two before that,to be exact ).&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast and stuff , brother accompanied me to school because it was raining , he bought breakfast for him on the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Glynnis at around the school gate , tapped her and she went " OMG11!!!1! Andrew guai lan! "&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. Had to wait with the security guard outside the gate before the second security guard came and unlocked the gate.&lt;br /&gt;After that , had to wait outside cosmix for around 20 minutes , i listened to the MP3 , Glynnis did too ( Emo much? ).&lt;br /&gt;Only after 20 minutes or so then Mr Shawn and Anthea arrived uh.&lt;br /&gt;Syaheeran arrived after that , the latest uh!&lt;br /&gt;Called up the rest of my CCA mates , all were sick. Yeah , as if i would believe that.&lt;br /&gt;Did some modelling and animation  , changed how the animation originally started.&lt;br /&gt;On monday , we aould have around 3 hours to quickly do our work before the teacher come and view our work ( shit ) . ):&lt;br /&gt;And yeah , during th CCA , Anthea , Glynnis and Syaheeran listened to my MP3 for a while , they said the songs contained vulgars. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Like i care anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frou frou - Let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Drink up, baby, down&lt;br /&gt;Are you in or are you out?&lt;br /&gt;Leave your things behind&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's all going off without you&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, too busy&lt;br /&gt;You're writing your tragedy&lt;br /&gt;These mishaps&lt;br /&gt;You bubble wrap&lt;br /&gt;When you've no idea what you're like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let go, let go&lt;br /&gt;Jump in&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatcha waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's beauty in the breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let go, let go&lt;br /&gt;Just get in&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's so amazing here&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's beauty in the breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gains the more it gives&lt;br /&gt;And it rises with the fall&lt;br /&gt;So hand me that remote&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow?&lt;br /&gt;Such boundless pleasure&lt;br /&gt;We've no time for later now&lt;br /&gt;You can't await your own arrival&lt;br /&gt;You have twenty seconds to comply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let go, let go&lt;br /&gt;Jump in&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatcha waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's beauty in the breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let go, let go&lt;br /&gt;Just get in&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's so amazing here&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's beauty in the breakdown   &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-3388609041684763099?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/3388609041684763099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=3388609041684763099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3388609041684763099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/3388609041684763099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/11/okayyadayada.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8897309917530732231</id><published>2008-10-30T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:10:56.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A new blogskin , done by yours truly.&lt;div&gt;Can't say its my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got cut by glass yesterday uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't really think its serious..yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only way to gains sucess in a short period of time is to cheat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no one like cheats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate cheaters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They make me feel so...useless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Do For Holidays : IMPROVE PHOTOSHOP SKILLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frou Frou/Imogen Heap - Hear me out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I join the queue on your answerphone&lt;br /&gt;And all i am - is holding breath&lt;br /&gt;Just pick up i know you're there&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear - i'm not myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh go ahead and lie to me&lt;br /&gt;You could say anything&lt;br /&gt;Small talk will be - just fine&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is everything&lt;br /&gt;We owe it to love&lt;br /&gt;And it all depends on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So listen up - this sun hasn't set&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling&lt;br /&gt;Just hear me out - i'm not over you yet&lt;br /&gt;It's love on the line can you handle it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do i do normal&lt;br /&gt;The smile i fake - the permanent wave of&lt;br /&gt;Cue cards and fix it kits&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell - i'm not myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slow motion accident&lt;br /&gt;Lost in coffee rings - and fingerprints&lt;br /&gt;I don't - wanna feel - anything&lt;br /&gt;But i do&lt;br /&gt;And it all comes back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So listen up - this sun hasn't set&lt;br /&gt;(I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling)&lt;br /&gt;Just hear me out - i'm not over you yet&lt;br /&gt;(It's love on the line can you handle it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So listen up&lt;br /&gt;Look at me straight&lt;br /&gt;Just hear me out&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me wait&lt;br /&gt;I'm not myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this&lt;br /&gt;Love's on the line&lt;br /&gt;Is that your final answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I join the queue on your answerphone&lt;br /&gt;And all i am - is holding breath&lt;br /&gt;Just pick up i know you're there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So listen up - this sun hasn't set&lt;br /&gt;(I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling)&lt;br /&gt;Just hear me out - i'm not over you yet&lt;br /&gt;(It's love on the line can you handle it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is pure awesone-ness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8897309917530732231?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8897309917530732231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8897309917530732231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8897309917530732231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8897309917530732231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/new-blogskin-done-by-yours-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-231808912602628253</id><published>2008-10-27T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:58:35.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUKI!</title><content type='html'>My 50th post!&lt;br /&gt;Yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Okay,first of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUKI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo!&lt;br /&gt;We needa parteh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a new blogskin , bored of my current one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cher - Believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;Sit around and wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't do that&lt;br /&gt;And there's no turning back&lt;br /&gt;I need time to move on&lt;br /&gt;I need love to feel strong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've had time to think it through&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm too good for you, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in life after love&lt;br /&gt;I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in life after love&lt;br /&gt;I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know that I'll get through this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that I am strong&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in life after love&lt;br /&gt;I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in life after love&lt;br /&gt;I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in life after love&lt;br /&gt;I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in life after love&lt;br /&gt;I can feel something inside me say&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think you're strong enough, no&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now...or at least i finish my new blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-231808912602628253?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/231808912602628253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=231808912602628253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/231808912602628253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/231808912602628253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/happy-birthday-ruki.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUKI!'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1594508068606051295</id><published>2008-10-26T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T03:47:12.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since i am bored.</title><content type='html'>First year of life in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;secondary&lt;/span&gt; school had just ended in like , a blink of an eye. ( actually , no , you I still have my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; ( * is jealous at Dixon for not having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;* ) )&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember orientation camp like i happened just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Could not sleep the next before the camp ( hey , who would be able to sleep when a few hours later they would find themselves in another school full of strangers? ) . I was almost late , sat behind my class . Most of them had already known each other since they had came from the same primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Had some ice breaking activities oh no , not good at all okay . I then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sticked&lt;/span&gt; around with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Xu&lt;/span&gt; ( I've learnt to hate him after he keeps bullying my poor ear ) .&lt;br /&gt;And there was also this time when the camp was about to end and we got out timetable , then everyone went "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;,WAD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IZ&lt;/span&gt; OYL?!1!!///!!11"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,fun memories.&lt;br /&gt;School then officially started , i sat beside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Xu&lt;/span&gt; , and opposite me was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Asshikin&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Farhana&lt;/span&gt; and then Pei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;How i wish that could happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of important,happy,sad,unimportant events*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,now its almost the end of the year and next year i am going to the same school with the same class and same classmates. How i wished there was a new classmate . *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;s&gt;thank god&lt;/s&gt; , i won't be sitting beside Edward and that means no more listening to Edward trying to persuade me to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt; by saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of insane stuff making me feel like taking some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;scotch tape&lt;/span&gt; and tape his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget all of the memories that that i have,&lt;br /&gt;all the sad memories..&lt;br /&gt;and the happy ones.&lt;br /&gt;Well , one thing is for sure , seeing Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Zeng&lt;/span&gt; playing Guitar Hero is just ... UNFORGETTABLE! *insert laughter* .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,lets talking about CCA.&lt;br /&gt;CCA is getting really &lt;s&gt;fun , interestingand&lt;/s&gt; stressful . ( okay , just kidding )&lt;br /&gt;Lets list everything in point form.&lt;br /&gt;- Seniors are going wild with the stick , poking everyone's butt with it.&lt;br /&gt;- There is a new member.&lt;br /&gt;- Dai Xi is quitting.&lt;br /&gt;- Syaheeran is very attached to the toy dog.&lt;br /&gt;- I love my CCAmates.&lt;br /&gt;- Joseph was outside my CCA room lat thursday. ( seeing him just makes me ... happy? ( you ought to whack yourself if you think i have a crush on him. ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,so just now my brother was looking at me while i was using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted at him to get out ( &lt;s&gt;****&lt;/s&gt;, i want my own room ).&lt;br /&gt;Sister than came and like...scold me?&lt;br /&gt;Like what the? Which ass would like to be stared at when he is forming and typing his blog post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;Its so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Breathe (2 AM) - Anna Nalick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a light at each end of this tunnel you shout cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out&lt;br /&gt;And these mistakes you've made&lt;br /&gt;You'll just make them again if you'll only try turnin' around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Am and I'm still awake writing this song&lt;br /&gt;If i get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threaten' the life it belongs to.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Cause these words are my diary screamin' out aloud&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll use them however you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't jump the track&lt;br /&gt;We're like cars on a cable&lt;br /&gt;And life's like an hourglass glued to the table,&lt;br /&gt;No one can find the rewind button now&lt;br /&gt;Sing it if you understand...ye&lt;br /&gt;ah breath&lt;br /&gt;Just breathe, ohho breathe       &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending my blog post here.&lt;br /&gt;Bye my dear blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1594508068606051295?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1594508068606051295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1594508068606051295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1594508068606051295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1594508068606051295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/since-i-am-bored.html' title='Since i am bored.'/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-1017293360316108612</id><published>2008-10-24T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:58:34.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;love hate want kiss hug kick walk&lt;/s&gt; like my CCA! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Okay,whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,so i got back my report book and i deserve a slap,really.&lt;br /&gt;So,for next year ,I should put in more effect in my work!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah , talking about putting in effort,anyone wants to do my holiday homework for me?&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my report book... *cough* I have only two miserable A1s... *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;OKAY ANDREW,*slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;Whatever , i don't really care about my grade ( actually i do ... ) but the most shocking part was the comments , i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Andrew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is a very quiet pupil&lt;/span&gt; in class. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He should try to interact with his peers better&lt;/span&gt;. He is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;responsible and sensible&lt;/span&gt; pupil who is highly skilled in Information technology. He should continue to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;put in more effort in his work&lt;/span&gt; in order to achieve better result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bolded&lt;/span&gt; part = I get that almost every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italiced&lt;/span&gt; part = Lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Underlined&lt;/u&gt; part = Okay,WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;Reaction number 1. Me?Highly skilled in Information Technology?....joke?&lt;br /&gt;Reaction number 2. Whhaaatt? I am? :O&lt;br /&gt;Reaction number 3. .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?....okay , i felt a little relived seeing anthea has "highly skilled in art" . At leat i am not the only one. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,will post more later,sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-1017293360316108612?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/1017293360316108612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=1017293360316108612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1017293360316108612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/1017293360316108612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/yadayada.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8738936865272144209</id><published>2008-10-22T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:47:10.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>@Dixon,Dixxon&amp;amp;Glynnis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8738936865272144209?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8738936865272144209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8738936865272144209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8738936865272144209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8738936865272144209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-9113081196978385141</id><published>2008-10-17T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:46:14.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;1 ) The last person who tagged you is : Neko/Kenix/BFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ) Your relationship with him / her is : BFF . :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Your impressions on him / her is : Lets see ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ) The most memorable thing he / she had done for you : Being my BFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) The most memorable thing he / she said to you : "U + Me = 69" So something round there. So funny okays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ) if he / she becomes your lover you will : Easier to un-lazy-fy her. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 ) If he / she becomes your lover ,thing he / she has to improve on will be : Ooo. neko is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) if he / she becomes your enemy , the reason will be : Fighting over Moz Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) the most desired thing you wanna do for him / her now is : Fly over to her. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ) your overall impression on him / her is : :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 ) how you think people around you feel about you : "OMG,luk at dat dumbass!" Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 ) the character you love about yourself is : I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 ) on the contrary , the character you hate about yourself is: Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 ) the most ideal person you wanna be is : A snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 ) pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you : Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Neko&lt;br /&gt;2. Stacie&lt;br /&gt;3. Josiah / Duckeh&lt;br /&gt;4. Dixxon&lt;br /&gt;5. Any online friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dixon&lt;br /&gt;7. Kristin Senior&lt;br /&gt;8. Cherry&lt;br /&gt;9. Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;10. Karen&lt;br /&gt;( RANDOMNESS,okay&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;. :3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ) who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;C...*COUGHCOUGH&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Sorry,just choked on garlic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) is no.9 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 ) if no.7 and no.10 are together , will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;-Insert horror face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 ) how about no.8 and 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;I dun fink dey wud click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 ) what is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. D;&lt;&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;H*&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 ) whats the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;Too much to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 ) whats the hobby of no.4?&lt;br /&gt;PPF,i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 ) do no.5 and 9 get along?&lt;br /&gt;See 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 ) where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 ) talk something casually about no.1&lt;br /&gt;OMG MAH BFF. *insert loads of love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 ) have you tried to develop feelings for no.8?&lt;br /&gt;In terms of friendship, yes.&lt;br /&gt;(Sowwiex bff,i kopi urzzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 ) where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;I am not a stalker okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 ) what colour does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I should knock myself on my head for not knowing so much stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 ) are no.1 and 5 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 ) does no.7 like no.2?&lt;br /&gt;See 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 ) how do you get to know no.2?&lt;br /&gt;Through dMS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 ) does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Chicken and fish~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 ) is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;*COUGHCOUGH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-9113081196978385141?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/9113081196978385141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=9113081196978385141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/9113081196978385141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/9113081196978385141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/answer-following-questions-1-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-8858657734841081924</id><published>2008-10-16T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:19:50.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qu0SJ6ujeDQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qu0SJ6ujeDQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for second season of The melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi , some says its coming out on the 18 of dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hair Hair Yukai [ English version ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we could map out all of Earth's mysteries,&lt;br /&gt;I still wouldn't be able to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my life with anticipations and hopes,&lt;br /&gt;But no one is there to grant them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time, Boooon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a warp, this looping feeling&lt;br /&gt;Swirls everything together and destroys them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a particular sunny day,&lt;br /&gt;A happiness greater than magic&lt;br /&gt;Will pour down endlessly? Isn't that impossible?&lt;br /&gt;When we meet again tomorrow, I'll be laughing&lt;br /&gt;As I collect all the world's information.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy, there's nothing to it.&lt;br /&gt;If chase after them, I will catch them,&lt;br /&gt;But I observe the big dreams from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything is possible in the future where nothing is certain,&lt;br /&gt;But if I process the information, I can predict it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging above the thick clouds and shining brightly,&lt;br /&gt;The stars are different from hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can ride time, Byuuuuun!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to rewatch some animes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yuki, Muon, Madobe Nite - Yuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world without color,&lt;br /&gt;I found you: You are a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Should a crisis approach, first, it will reach you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to try having a dream great enough to change my existence&lt;br /&gt;If I connect it to emotion and empathy, I'll stand by the window&lt;br /&gt;And as I'm embraced by tranquility, again I'll be waiting for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;It falls gently: not water, but a lonelier drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world without sound,&lt;br /&gt;I fluttered down: I was snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There have been none but me since the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;"There may be an outbreak of inconsistency in the transmission of data,&lt;br /&gt;"but please, listen. That is the reason why I am here--why you are here.&lt;br /&gt;"Believe me."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried,i really did...&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't,&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry...&lt;br /&gt;but seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass all of my subjects,hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Am i supposed to celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep , twice.&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry to Neko , Ruki , Dixxon ( who msned me twice? ) , Gltnnis and Yee Khin for not replying to your msn.&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping,okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara,&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-8858657734841081924?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/8858657734841081924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=8858657734841081924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8858657734841081924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/8858657734841081924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110242776441055559.post-6373934052774277123</id><published>2008-10-13T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:43:19.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay , so exams ended and i could not really be bothered to post.&lt;br /&gt;So now , to kill time ( or , to make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; use of my time ) , I am watching animes and trying to find something productive to do ( my productive = fun = games ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T RESIST POSTING THIS. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXZZhgcqlhE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXZZhgcqlhE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My krazyness bar,if my krazyness goes into negative , i am going emo okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s185.photobucket.com/albums/x254/Powerhuman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ANDREKRAZYNESSBAR.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x254/Powerhuman/ANDREKRAZYNESSBAR.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows (English) - Aya Hirano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿I run past others with a parched heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;You won't even let me&lt;br /&gt;Share our pain together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live on without tarnish,&lt;br /&gt;I face your back and head out without looking back&lt;br /&gt;on the lonely rail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how agonizing the world is,&lt;br /&gt;You will shine even in its darkest corners.&lt;br /&gt;Cross over the end of the future,&lt;br /&gt;My weakness will not shatter my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;my way is overlapping with yours.&lt;br /&gt;For the two of us, God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This warming affection that reaches me,&lt;br /&gt;It melts my reality and roams my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a reason for wanting to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;Just my overflowing feelings, Lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, let's paint a beautiful dream&lt;br /&gt;And chase after&lt;br /&gt;for your lonely heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop it, it's not like you to lie.&lt;br /&gt;Look at my eyes and let's talk about our future.&lt;br /&gt;I am prepared,&lt;br /&gt;Even if the future is bleak,&lt;br /&gt;I might be able to change destiny if I become stronger.&lt;br /&gt;But for my wish to come true,&lt;br /&gt;Everything is God knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are here, I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else has disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;While we paint the beauty of this fleeting dream,&lt;br /&gt;We trace out the lines of our scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I will follow you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how agonizing the world is,&lt;br /&gt;You will shine even in its darkest corners.&lt;br /&gt;Cross over the end of the future,&lt;br /&gt;My weakness will not shatter my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;my way is overlapping with yours.&lt;br /&gt;For the two of us, God bless...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110242776441055559-6373934052774277123?l=www.21x5.co.cc' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/feeds/6373934052774277123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5110242776441055559&amp;postID=6373934052774277123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6373934052774277123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110242776441055559/posts/default/6373934052774277123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.21x5.co.cc/2008/10/okay-so-exams-ended-and-i-could-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Theories;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00948906364109396545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
