<?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-9109191</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:13:37.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't worry, i'm not even listening</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9109191.post-116334219999619156</id><published>2006-11-12T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:36:40.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved to livejournal... sorry for not updating you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the url: &lt;a href="http://pseudosophical.livejournal.com"&gt;http://pseudosophical.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have lj accounts, FRIEND ME! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-116334219999619156?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334219999619156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=116334219999619156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/116334219999619156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/116334219999619156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/11/moved-to-livejournal.html' title=''/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-115539155083822450</id><published>2006-08-12T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:09:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home, sweet home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we're moving. nooooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah, the wonderful house i've lived in practically my whole life has been S-O-L-D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eh, well, they haven't paid for it yet but it's been confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you know what the worse thing is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MY CAT WILL, most probably, STAY WITH THE HOUSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;someone hand me tissues, quick! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we can't take her with us because basically, she wouldn't want to go anywhere else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;apparently cats adapt to new people more easily than they adapt to new environments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im going to miss my kitty so so much. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gonna move out by november, so gotta start packing since i'm off school till the end of the month. speaking of school, last term was great - well, i'm still tired from writing all those essays, but (and i don't care if i sound like a complete nerd here) i can't wait to go back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;looks like its going to be history, philosophy, BIOLOGY!! (i miss ms tan though), world religions &amp;amp; more essay writing next term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now, getting back on track... how can i properly say goodbye to the home i grew up in!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-115539155083822450?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/115539155083822450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=115539155083822450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115539155083822450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115539155083822450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-sweet-home.html' title='home, sweet home'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-115220224794037253</id><published>2006-07-07T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:10:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>logical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the birds in the trees, well theyd be singing so happily,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joyfully, playfully watching me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Logical, responsible, practical.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clinical, intellectual, cynical.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-115220224794037253?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/115220224794037253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=115220224794037253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115220224794037253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115220224794037253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/07/logical.html' title='logical'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-115166083556267821</id><published>2006-06-30T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T17:49:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man, that was vile.</title><content type='html'>sure-fire way to ensure that no one sits next to you on the bus or train:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smell damn effing bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-115166083556267821?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/115166083556267821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=115166083556267821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115166083556267821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115166083556267821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-that-was-vile.html' title='man, that was vile.'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-115087593486195571</id><published>2006-06-21T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:45:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear Sunscreen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wear sunscreen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will dispense this advice now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, never mind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are not as fat as you imagine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't worry about the future. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do one thing every day that scares you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Floss. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't waste your time on jealousy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember compliments you receive. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget the insults. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep your old love letters. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throw away your old bank statements. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stretch. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get plenty of calcium. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be kind to your knees. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll miss them when they're gone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your choices are half chance. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So are everybody else's. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy your body. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use it every way you can. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your livingroom.&lt;br /&gt;Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not read beauty magazines. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They will only make you feel ugly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know your parents. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never know when they'll be gone for good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be nice to your siblings. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Travel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, too, will get old.&lt;br /&gt;And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respect your elders. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't expect anyone else to support you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you have a trust fund. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you never know when either one might run out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Advice is a form of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Mary Schmich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-115087593486195571?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/115087593486195571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=115087593486195571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115087593486195571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115087593486195571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wear-sunscreen.html' title='Wear Sunscreen'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-115064262882990213</id><published>2006-06-18T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:57:08.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged.</title><content type='html'>Piang, i got tagged by Yiu-Yiu. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Favourites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(?!? - it's really spelt&lt;strong&gt; favorite&lt;/strong&gt;, not favourite.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Colour&lt;/strong&gt;: i like colours. period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Food&lt;/strong&gt;: oh my god, too many. Sushi, pasta, mexican, oh.. my Grandma's cooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Song&lt;/strong&gt;: too many... i suck like that, i have no specific favorite. but i'm into Snow Patrol, The Libertines, The Stills, The Shins and New London Fire at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Movie&lt;/strong&gt;: V for Vendetta rocked. i have many others i really like, but i forget. i forget my favorite movies. sad, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Sport&lt;/strong&gt;: T-E-N-N-I-S rules! i also enjoy pool and basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Day of the Week&lt;/strong&gt;: Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Season&lt;/strong&gt;: sometimes i really like the Monsoon season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Ice Cream&lt;/strong&gt;: come on, ice cream is a favorite in itself! i love ben&amp;jerry's flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Currents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Mood&lt;/strong&gt;: a bit worried because i should be studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Taste&lt;/strong&gt;: what do you mean 'current taste'?! uh... doritos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Clothes&lt;/strong&gt;: Hard Rock Cafe tee and FBT shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Desktop&lt;/strong&gt;: you mean, desktop background? 'New London Fire - I Sing The Body Holographic' against a red background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Toenail Colour&lt;/strong&gt;: it's au naturale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curent Time&lt;/strong&gt;: 10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Surroundings&lt;/strong&gt;: my &lt;em&gt;Al Jabra&lt;/em&gt; book and papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Annoyances&lt;/strong&gt;: my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;: joanna's headache is back, and i feel one creeping up on me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Firsts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Best Friends&lt;/strong&gt;: i think in nursery it was Andrew, and then in Kindergarten it was Shalom. Valerie(ting) came somewhere in between there, and stayed longer than the other two. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Crush&lt;/strong&gt;: can't remember his name. hahaha. however, GEORGE O MALLEY(T.R. Knight) from Grey's Anatomy is love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Movie&lt;/strong&gt;: i really really cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Lie&lt;/strong&gt;: oh geez... how do you expect me to remember these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Music&lt;/strong&gt;: i don't know, nursery rhymes and lullabies? first instrument i learnt was the Organ...i hated it. being forced to practice for it made me cry. every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lasts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Cigarette&lt;/strong&gt;: never had a cigarette. never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Drink&lt;/strong&gt;: water. before that, green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Car Ride&lt;/strong&gt;: friday? haha my mum missed her turning off the expressway and then we got lost(not literally) in Serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Crush&lt;/strong&gt;: still on, if George O'Malley counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Movie&lt;/strong&gt;: Benchwarmers. was supposed to go watch Silent Hill on friday but couldn't in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Phone Call&lt;/strong&gt;: 10 minutes ago, maybe. mom called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CD played&lt;/strong&gt;: i haven't played a CD for ages, rely on mp3s now. last one i played, i would say... Goo Goo Dolls - Gutterflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever dated one of your best friend&lt;/strong&gt;: hell no. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever broken the law&lt;/strong&gt;: laws? no. school rules? ...maybe... hahahaha omg don't bring up the corrupt shit again please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been arrested&lt;/strong&gt;: NAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever skinny-dipped&lt;/strong&gt;: GOODNESS. I JUST REALISED THAT YES, I HAVE SKINNY DIPPED... in the hot springs in Japan when i was maybe 7? is that counted?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been on TV&lt;/strong&gt;: not that i know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you dont know&lt;/strong&gt;: nope.&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing: specs, underwear(that's two articles, okay.), shorts, t shirt. oh yay, 5 items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things you did today&lt;/strong&gt;: woke up, ate, complained, studied, took a shower, watched tv, &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to study again, made dinner, and then came online. it's not much because i woke up really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 things you can hear right now&lt;/strong&gt;: JASON MRAZ'S SEXY VOICE, Toca's bongos, &amp; the sounds of my typing on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 things you wish for&lt;/strong&gt;: one thing is to realise what i want to really do with my life. another is for my grandpa to please get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored&lt;/strong&gt;: listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... i'm not tagging anyone, just do it if you want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-115064262882990213?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/115064262882990213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=115064262882990213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115064262882990213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115064262882990213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/06/tagged.html' title='tagged.'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-115048094406419526</id><published>2006-06-17T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:08:07.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because jo said so!</title><content type='html'>ok this entry is for JOANNA MARIE CABODOC, who has incessantly hounded me every day since school started to blog. stupid supernova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha ok so i know she wants me to blog about school.&lt;br /&gt;well, yes. school. school's been great, we've made friends and bonded with them, and it probably wouldn't have been as easy if i didn't have this so called stupid supernova there with me. love you, freak!&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact that the school community is so small, that everyone knows each other. today we had a small gathering slash getting to know each other in the student lounge today, with pizza &amp; coke and the works.. lots of talking about the &lt;em&gt;hurhurhur&lt;/em&gt; guy, and lots of honky talking. lets not forget all that talk about &lt;em&gt;chicken&lt;/em&gt; and geylang. geylang chicken... gettit? hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"do you want to see the recycle bin? i guarantee you, this rubbish bin not smelly"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our comp. app. teacher is the joke of the season, especially with his hk accent... and wang ki never fails to remind us every single day. seriously, he hasn't gone without the hk accent for a single day since that first comp app lesson. mr yu is nice though, either that, or he doesn't dare to scold us. hahahaha for example, today when he was helping jo, he didn't say anything...&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;strong&gt;x-ed &lt;/strong&gt;her msn, and only MINIMISED her minesweeper game. hahahahaha i quote jo, &lt;em&gt;"at least he understands how much effort i put into the game"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much more to say, but i can't think straight right now.&lt;br /&gt;really really really jo, i promise to collect my thoughts tofoogefetherfer asap and blog again.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i'll add whatever comes to my head.&lt;br /&gt;we've got an &lt;em&gt;Al Jabra&lt;/em&gt; test on tuesday, and supernova &amp; i are planning to ace it, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world cup season is HERE! supernova &amp;amp; i were going to get all crazy over watching football this month, &lt;em&gt;avec&lt;/em&gt; booze and chips and all the hype, but omfg neither of us have the world cup football channel!&lt;br /&gt;aiyo im tired. kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-115048094406419526?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/115048094406419526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=115048094406419526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115048094406419526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/115048094406419526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/06/because-jo-said-so.html' title='because jo said so!'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114865982211942098</id><published>2006-05-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:10:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idol finale</title><content type='html'>about the American Idol Finale on Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;i liked the it. lots of singing. and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was CLAY AIKEN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit that i was swooning.&lt;br /&gt;i love the hair. he looks damn good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114865982211942098?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114865982211942098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114865982211942098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114865982211942098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114865982211942098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/idol-finale.html' title='idol finale'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114822435073938268</id><published>2006-05-21T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:12:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'nong nong' ago</title><content type='html'>did anyone catch that NUS Business School ad on TV?&lt;br /&gt;omg i saw it and i wanted to laugh my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starts off with this American(had a strong urge to say 'ang moh')  girl checking her mail. walking back into her room she shuffles through the pile: bill.. blah.. whatever... and then in the room she screams! because, OMG! she got accepted into the NUS Business School! omg! omg! she's going to Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;and i quote her happy mother: '...and i heard that the boys there are too cute for my liking.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm 100% sure that NUS is a great school, and i am not saying that Singaporean guys aren't cute... but are they trying to tell us that it is soo good that students from the US of A are going to go fanatical over it? i'm pretty sure half of them still think that Singapore is part of China. NUS is being just about as delusional as some of the Singapore Idol hopefuls, example: the guy whose technique to hit high notes was to imagine himself in a dark room, and that his voice is like a bright light trying to reach the sky through a pinhole.&lt;br /&gt;... the bloody guy went on to butcher the whole song lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of Singapore Idol, oh um gee...&lt;br /&gt;the Brokeback-ish 'cowboy'? omg i felt like killing him for putting on that 'american' accent.&lt;br /&gt;one thing i noticed about Singapore Idol, is that compared to American Idol, all these people are raw and have had no vocal trainings. half of those who managed to get the lucky 'golden ticket' to Caldecott(HAHAHA) wouldn't have gone past even Paula Abdul. i think all the people with the real singing talents are still at home hiding in their closets.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, am looking forward to seeing how this competition turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NOOOOO I WANTED ELLIOT YAMIN TO WIN.&lt;br /&gt;say it like yamin-it.&lt;br /&gt;for a guy with a 90% loss of hearing in one ear, boy boy boy can he sing.&lt;br /&gt;i think he was possibly the best male vocalist in the competition.&lt;br /&gt;i agree with sam. i don't think Taylor should be in the finals. i guess he is a really good entertainer, but definitely not a pop icon.&lt;br /&gt;my mother loveeeees taylor. i can't stand it oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i really liked him in the beginning- grey haired? cool! the harmonica thing? awesome.&lt;br /&gt;his signature jerk/sway thing is cool too.. although we haven't seen that in a while, have we?&lt;br /&gt;but will taylor be really as interesting on a cd, when you can't see him dancing around?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elliot really deserves it though. he does.&lt;br /&gt;taylor already has a cd out, for crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm hoping that Katharine wins.&lt;br /&gt;but alot of people are hating katharine because of Chris Daughtry's elimination... although its not her fault at all.&lt;br /&gt;so they might vote for taylor instead... damn, might have to buy jo lunch after all.&lt;br /&gt;Katharine, win so i can get my free lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114822435073938268?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114822435073938268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114822435073938268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114822435073938268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114822435073938268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/nong-nong-ago.html' title='&apos;nong nong&apos; ago'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114819534400745713</id><published>2006-05-21T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:09:04.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>history of medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heres the history of our medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have a sore throat."&lt;br /&gt;2000 BC : "eat this root"&lt;br /&gt;1200 AD : "That root is heathen, say this prayer."&lt;br /&gt;1500 AD : "That prayer is superstition, drink this elixir."&lt;br /&gt;1800 AD : "That elixir is snake oil, take this pill."&lt;br /&gt;1900 AD : "That pill is ineffective, take this antibiotic."&lt;br /&gt;2000 AD : "That antibiotic is artificial, here why dont you eat this root."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114819534400745713?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114819534400745713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114819534400745713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114819534400745713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114819534400745713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/history-of-medicine.html' title='history of medicine'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114750154620862850</id><published>2006-05-13T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:25:46.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>type-b-positive</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have A Type B+ Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pro at going with the flow&lt;br /&gt;You love to kick back and take in everything life has to offer&lt;br /&gt;A total joy to be around, people crave your stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.&lt;br /&gt;Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's done&lt;br /&gt;You're passionate - just selective about your passions&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114750154620862850?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114750154620862850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114750154620862850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114750154620862850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114750154620862850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/type-b-positive.html' title='type-b-positive'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114735474865477879</id><published>2006-05-11T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:49:44.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no action</title><content type='html'>my week has been sooo uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;can we make something like that whole 'silver van and surgical tape' police thing happen again?!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah joanna would so kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to saturday though- kenneth msged me today about a SAJC production he's in, and i'm dragging sham along and hopefully jo too. so we'll be laughing, mate.&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen the &lt;em&gt;pong pong cai&lt;/em&gt; named shamayne sarbo for two weeks already - she's gonna regret it after all the punch-buggy punches she'll get when i see her! *sinister laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundays are always fun when it comes to hanging out at *$ with those people&lt;br /&gt;moshi moshi at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness did sham mention in that post that we saw LISHAN that day?!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we were sitting and talking and swinging around or eating our ice cream or whatever when sham said: "is that lishan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low and behold! boy, it was her. after the 'oh hello how are you? nyehnyeh'&lt;br /&gt;she was like 'oh yah i saw that you withdrew from SRJC'&lt;br /&gt;and then she continued to point out, matter-of-factly, that she thought it wasnt the right environment for me anyway. something about the people being too 'cheena'.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS!? i did not leave SRJC because of the people! i really liked my classmates, as a matter of fact, and the teachers too!&lt;br /&gt;i pointed this out to her... but i think she somehow didn't hear me, because she continued with some other rubbish. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;can someone tell me why our 'O' Level certs took THIS LONG to get printed and all that?&lt;br /&gt;bell's in indo and i need to collect hers for her too.&lt;br /&gt;think they'll let me do that?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll catch that wretched pohwenxin! our resident kaopei queen.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd say this but i miss her like mad, that dahhling woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i have totally forgot what i really wanted to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;ok this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;its like some kind of senile dementia hit me. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT CHRIS DAUGHTRY IS OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114735474865477879?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114735474865477879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114735474865477879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114735474865477879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114735474865477879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-action.html' title='no action'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114694260811041641</id><published>2006-05-07T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T03:24:44.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd rather dance with you</title><content type='html'>The Kings of Convenience destroy the futures of a room full of young ballerinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9r9sQ6PHOM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9r9sQ6PHOM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song, its weird... but leaves a strong imprint. they're kinda like Simon&amp;Garfunkle.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it stays in your head.&lt;br /&gt;and the video adds to the fun of it! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114694260811041641?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114694260811041641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114694260811041641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114694260811041641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114694260811041641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/id-rather-dance-with-you.html' title='i&apos;d rather dance with you'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114692302824868904</id><published>2006-05-06T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:52:05.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when sunny gets blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was watching Freak City this morning,&lt;br /&gt;and wasn't really great or anything but i absolutely loved the part where&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor(played by Natalie Cole) sang 'When Sunny Gets Blue' at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;it was so sad and melancholic...&lt;br /&gt;and none of the versions of the song available have that emotion that she put into the song, in them. damn. anyone know how i could get that version?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh and i think i haven't said this - THE V FOR VENDETTA SOUNDTRACK IS LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;esp. the Cat Power and Julie London songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When Sunny gets blue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;her eyes get gray and cloudy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then the rain begins to fall, pitter-patter, pitter-patter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is gone, what can matter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No sweet lover man comes to call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When Sunny gets blue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;she breaths a sigh of sadness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like the wind that stirs the trees, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wind that sets the leaves to swaying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like some violin is playing strange and haunting melodies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People used to love to hear her laugh, see her smile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's how she got her name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since that sad affair, she lost her smile, changed her style, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somehow she's not the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But memories will fade, and pretty dreams will rise up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where her other dreams fell through, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hurry new love, hurry here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to kiss away each lonely tear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And hold her near when Sunny gets blue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hurry new love, hurry here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to kiss away each lonely tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And hold her near when Sunny gets blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114692302824868904?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114692302824868904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114692302824868904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114692302824868904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114692302824868904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-sunny-gets-blue.html' title='when sunny gets blue'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114692234907522647</id><published>2006-05-06T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:32:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahna, mahna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyone remember the Animaniacs by the Warner Bros.?&lt;br /&gt;Pinky and The Brain, etc.&lt;br /&gt;man i was just minding my own business yesterday, lahdidah~&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden i remembered the theme song for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's time for Animaniacs&lt;br /&gt;And we're zany to the max&lt;br /&gt;So just sit back and relax&lt;br /&gt;You'll laugh till you collapse&lt;br /&gt;We're Animaniacs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then today i suddenly had the urge to download that muppets song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mahna mahna... doo doo doo doo doo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and listening to it made me happy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ohmiigawdd!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;somethings wrong with me hahahaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;am i regressing or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...mahna mahna. doo doo doo doo doo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114692234907522647?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114692234907522647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114692234907522647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114692234907522647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114692234907522647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/05/mahna-mahna.html' title='mahna, mahna'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114622904647046281</id><published>2006-04-28T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:02:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHLAO EH</title><content type='html'>ok, after ages of trying to resize the photos,&lt;br /&gt;I GIVE UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;joanna has already posted them up on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;GO CHECK THE ENTRY OUT.&lt;br /&gt;she finally did something clever today!&lt;br /&gt;(hahahaha i'm just joking jo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://myonebiglie-.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-charlene-charlene-had-just-put-up.html"&gt;display picture fun&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha i swear it was pure coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/hawn_style/pic/000ed5p0" width="500" height="125"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;by notic_graphics&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114622904647046281?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114622904647046281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114622904647046281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114622904647046281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114622904647046281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/wahlao-eh.html' title='WAHLAO EH'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114604015209842828</id><published>2006-04-26T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T17:18:28.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shuffle shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Say the following questions aloud, and press play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheat if you like, but cheating on a meme is pretty fucking lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* How does the world see me? How Wonderful You Are - Gordon Haskell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(hahahaha ooh people see how wonderful i am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Will I have a happy life? So Long Jimmy - James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(what am i supposed to make of that?! jo: SO LONG CHARLENE!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What do my friends really think of me? Diamonds From Sierra Leone - Kanye West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(i'm a diamond, i'm a diamond!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Do people secretly lust after me? Krafty - New Order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;('&lt;em&gt;just give me one more day, give me another night. i need a second chance, this time i'll get it right&lt;/em&gt;.' am i supposed to go ask the question again!? ok i'll give you a second chance.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;asks again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*Do people secretly lust after me? St Jimmy - Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* How can I make myself happy? Drops Of Jupiter - Train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(oh no, at this rate, i'll never be happy. how to get drops of jupiter!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What should I do with my life? Under Pressure - Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(ok. note: lead high pressure/high stress lifestyle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Will I ever have children? Technicolour Girls -Death Cab For Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(yay. technicoloured girls! oh wait: '&lt;em&gt;technicolor girls are always on the phone, talking about their homes, and their conversations continue endlessly.&lt;/em&gt;' OH NO- think about the phone bills i'll have to pay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What is some good advice for me? Closer - Jimmy Eat World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;('I'll&lt;em&gt; need sunshine, I'll need rest. Pour us whiskey, water, kiss&lt;/em&gt;' - GREAT ADVICE! thanks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* How will I be remembered? Water - Blue King Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(... ok. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What is my signature dancing song? White Light - Gorillaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(groovy. can anyone picture me dancing to this?! HAHAHA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What do I think my current theme song is? Allstar - Smashmouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(oh yeah, right on!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What does everyone else think my current theme song is? Play - David Banner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(HAHAHAHAH!!!!!! so people think i'm having fun playing before school starts hurh. i am going to ignore the real meaning of the song for this one.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What song will play at my funeral? '88' -Sum41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(so appropriate. it would most probably bring me back from the dead.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What type of men/women do you like? 'Time Machine' - The Click Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(maybe its trying to hint that there aren't any appropriate guys in this era. time to time travel!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* What is your day going to be like? Hey Jealousy - Goo Goo dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;('&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow we can drive around this town, And let the cops chase us around&lt;/em&gt;' hahahahaha i think jo and i have had enough of cops already.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.s. my mum got me a mug of Chai last night! i went to sleep a happy camper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114604015209842828?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114604015209842828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114604015209842828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114604015209842828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114604015209842828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/shuffle-shuffle.html' title='shuffle shuffle'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114597280386769963</id><published>2006-04-25T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T21:00:25.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silver vans and surgical tape.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myonebiglie-.blogspot.com/2006/04/crazy-r-r-r-rockin-kids.html"&gt;WOW WHATA EVENTFUL DAY!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/mr-brightside.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.467947976&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid="&gt;Mr. Brightside&lt;/a&gt; by The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It started out with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;How did it end up like this&lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say you're happy to be done with 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha not really! i miss 2005 like mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can still remember when i was so crazy about 'Mr Brightside' that i used to sing and sing and sing it with Zen and write the lyrics everywhere on our notes and journals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(zen, i miss you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i have a huge craving for a mug of Chai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114597280386769963?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114597280386769963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114597280386769963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114597280386769963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114597280386769963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/silver-vans-and-surgical-tape.html' title='silver vans and surgical tape.'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114573434458014055</id><published>2006-04-23T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:37:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe we're crazy... probably.</title><content type='html'>'Crazy'- Gnarls Barkley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I lost my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was something so pleasant about that face&lt;br /&gt;Even your emotions had an echo&lt;br /&gt;In so much space&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're out there&lt;br /&gt;Without care&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was out of touch&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't because I didn't know enough&lt;br /&gt;I just knew too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An I hope that you are having the time of your life&lt;br /&gt;But think twice&lt;br /&gt;That's my only advice&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on now&lt;br /&gt;Who do you&lt;br /&gt;Who do you&lt;br /&gt;Who do you&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Bless your soul&lt;br /&gt;You really think you're in control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;I think you're crazy&lt;br /&gt;I think you're crazy&lt;br /&gt;I think you're crazy&lt;br /&gt;Just like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heros had the heart&lt;br /&gt;To build the life I want to live&lt;br /&gt;An all I remember&lt;br /&gt;Is thinking I wanna be like them&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was little&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was little it looked like fun&lt;br /&gt;It was no coincidence I've come&lt;br /&gt;An I can die when I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;But maybe you're crazy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're crazy&lt;br /&gt;Probably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114573434458014055?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114573434458014055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114573434458014055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114573434458014055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114573434458014055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/maybe-were-crazy-probably.html' title='maybe we&apos;re crazy... probably.'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114563191322512978</id><published>2006-04-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:49:33.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr sun, sun.. mr golden sun; please shine down on me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no, i'm not letting this ol' blog die again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seriously, i've been wanting to update everrryday but my life just hasn't been all that exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;work work work, eat, sleep; GET FAT. (sham: jogging on sun. still on?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i really can't wait till school starts in june. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp; i also really can't wait till we start tennis again... FOOO~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah go watch the Razor Ramon aka. Hard Gay video on Nart's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;funny funny. HOOO~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jo has been having damn interesting taxi rides lately. it's making me want to take taxi rides more often. bad jo! two days ago, she had a lady taxi driver who apparently resembled The Nazi(Dr. Bailey) from Grey's Anatomy, &lt;em&gt;avec &lt;/em&gt;the bad mood even. and today, she had a driver who looked like Don Vito- and the guy was even singing some old Coca Cola ad. song for them! so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so, she just got home and i asked if she had yet another interesting taxi ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;her reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i heard it might be raining bed sheets &amp;amp; lover's words&lt;/strong&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i heard it might be raining bed sheets &amp; lover's words.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i heard it might be raining bed sheets &amp;amp; lover's words.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;no, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i heard it might be raining bed sheets &amp; lover's words&lt;/strong&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;i was imagining myself driving home &amp;amp; it was easy t imagine since i was sitting in front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i used to do exactly that when i was younger, during maybe the kindergarten days.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i got to sit in front, i'd sit and copy whatever my mum/dad(whoever's driving) did as they were driving, like a game of 'follow the leader'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or if we had to sit at the back, my sister and i used to pretend we both had steering wheels behind and we were all driving the car together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i tell you, i was in a world of my own with my 'steering wheel' in my hands: avoiding oncoming traffic(yeah, probably imaginary), wind in my hair('wind' from the air-con. HAHA), etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want to be 6 years old again! it's only when you're a kid that you can do these kinda things without people thinking that you're some kind of a weirdo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway, the sun is going to be my best friend tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm going to grab a book and read outside in the wonderful sun, and hopefully my skin will develop some kind of healthy glow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my mother said that i might be anaemic. WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you know when you're lying down, and you get up and stand suddenly, and you feel dizzy because the blood is rushing up to your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeah, i've been getting that quite a bit lately, and i was complaining about it to my mum(ok this happened like 2 weeks ago) and she said, matter-of-factly, "you don't have enough blood. take more iron!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hah maybe that explains why i look so frikkin' pasty these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm going to take my vitamins!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit: joanna posted four, YES FOUR, Jason Mraz videos on her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myonebiglie-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. i'm swooning. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok scratch that, she added yet another one. FIVE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114563191322512978?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114563191322512978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114563191322512978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114563191322512978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114563191322512978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-sun-sun-mr-golden-sun-please-shine.html' title='mr sun, sun.. mr golden sun; please shine down on me!'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114554215155740425</id><published>2006-04-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T00:20:33.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Meme =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;done with the help of the trusty iTunes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total no. of songs&lt;/strong&gt; - 1374&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Space taken&lt;/strong&gt; - 5.47GB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sort By Artiste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First: "Away From The Sun" - 3 Doors Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last: "Shake feat. Pitbull" - Ying Yang Twins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(ohh this song reminds me of the time at the end of last year studying in the PAC room &amp; Alphonso was obsessed with this song and Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody. haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sort by Song Title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;First: "(Just Once) Let's Do Something" - Boys Night Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last: "Zebra" - John Butler Trio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sort by Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;First&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Nart, look here!)&lt;/span&gt; : UNPOPULAR RADIO! (continuous) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but the shortest song, excluding skits, is: "Did You Make A Song With Otis" -The Dandy Warhols (0:55)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sort by Album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;First : "Name" - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last: "What You Meant" - Franz Ferdinand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 5 Albums with the most tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Foo Fighters - In Your Honour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Killers - Hot Fuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gorillaz - Demon Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jet - Get Born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kanye West - Late Registration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Ten Most Played Songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Good Time" - Electrico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Hands Down" - Dashboard Confessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Dirty Little Secret" - The All-American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Grand Theft Autumn" - Fall Out Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Feel Good Inc." - Gorillaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Helena" - My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Simple Starving To Be Safe" - Daphne Loves Derby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I'm Not Okay" - My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Mr Brightside" - The Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"An Honest Mistake" - The Bravery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i don't even listen to half of these anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ten Recently Played Songs(from most recent to least recent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Forecast" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Wordplay" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Song For A Friend" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Absolutely Zero" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Mr Curiosity" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"O Lover" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Plane" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Please Don't Tell Her" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Bella Luna" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Life Is Wonderful" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently Added&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"I Have Loved You" - Jessica Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"On Love, In Sadness" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Hips Don't Lie Feat. Wyclef Jean" - Shakira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"The Drugs Don't Work" - The Verve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Not So Usual" - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Turn To Grey" - Jon Peter Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Smells Like Teen Spirit" - Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I Found A Reason" - Cat Power [from the V for Vendetta Soundtrack!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Cry Me A River" - Julie London [from the V for Vendetta Soundtrack!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"The Boy With The Arab Strap" - Belle &amp; Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Find "sex," how many songs show up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Sexy" - Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Superman" &amp; "Dakota" - Stereophonics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Find "death," how many songs show up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fourteen;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It's Not A Statement, It's A Death Wish" - My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Homecoming / The Death Of St. Jimmy / East 12th St. / Nobody Likes You / Rock And Roll Girlfriend / We're Coming Home Again" - Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; all my Death Cab For Cutie Songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Find "love," how many songs show up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seventy-one! okay i'm not going to bother with the song titles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114554215155740425?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114554215155740425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114554215155740425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114554215155740425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114554215155740425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/music-meme.html' title='Music Meme =)'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114476934783512804</id><published>2006-04-11T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:28:25.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember remember, the 5th of November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;V's self-introduction to Evey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evey Hammond&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you like a crazy person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;There is repeated reference to the letter V (or 5 in Roman numerals) throughout the film. V is held in Larkhill cell number V. There is V's favorite phrase "Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.", which translates from Latin to "By the power of truth, I, a living man, have conquered the universe.". "V", and the movie's title, are associated with the World War II slogan "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="V sign" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V_sign#Winston_Churchill_and_the_victory_sign"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;V for Victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;". When V confronts Creedy in his greenhouse, V plays the first movement of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony. The opening notes of the symphony were used as a call-sign in European broadcasts by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="BBC" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BBC"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BBC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; during World War II, because their rhythmic pattern resembled the letter "V" in Morse code (···–). Vi vil vinne (We will win) was also a slogan of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Norwegian resistance movement" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norwegian_resistance_movement"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Norwegian Resistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, abbreviated as "V". As well, V's openning monologue to Evey, begins and ends with V and contains 55 words beginning with V. 55 is also the product of 11 times 5, similar to the Fifth of November is represented as 11-5. (The red-on-black "V" symbol also resembles an inverted "A" symbol for anarchy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. V for Vendetta rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Remember, remember, the 5th of November&lt;br /&gt;The Gunpowder Treason and plot;&lt;br /&gt;I know of no reason why Gunpowder Treason&lt;br /&gt;Should ever be forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,&lt;br /&gt;'Twas his intent.&lt;br /&gt;To blow up the King and the Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;Three score barrels of powder below.&lt;br /&gt;Poor old England to overthrow.&lt;br /&gt;By God's providence he was catch'd,&lt;br /&gt;With a dark lantern and burning match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holloa boys, Holloa boys, let the bells ring&lt;br /&gt;Holloa boys, Holloa boys, God save the King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hip hip Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;Hip hip Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A penny loaf to feed ol'Pope,&lt;br /&gt;A farthing cheese to choke him.&lt;br /&gt;A pint of beer to rinse it down,&lt;br /&gt;A faggot of sticks to burn him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burn him in a tub of tar,'&lt;br /&gt;Burn him like a blazing star.&lt;br /&gt;Burn his body from his head,&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll say: ol'Pope is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hip hip Hoorah!&lt;br /&gt;Hip hip Hoorah!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114476934783512804?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114476934783512804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114476934783512804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114476934783512804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114476934783512804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/remember-remember-5th-of-november.html' title='Remember remember, the 5th of November'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114451064603997197</id><published>2006-04-08T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:50:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipod update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;update: AHAHAHA MY IPOD CAME BACK TO LIFE YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after briefly rubbing the handkerchief ghost shamayne gave me for good luck, i picked up my ipod and pressed and held on to the select and play/pause button for god knows how long, and then EH! the apple icon came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... hooray! my ipod has been resurrected!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it's still working fine now. i'm a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: byebye video with weird man singing 'what's love'! "oh baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me.. no more!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok. don't hurt my ears no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114451064603997197?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114451064603997197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114451064603997197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114451064603997197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114451064603997197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ipod-update_114451064603997197.html' title='ipod update.'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114423489720416317</id><published>2006-04-05T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:50:57.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because, my ipod isn't working anymore!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;today when i packed up to go home from work, i put my ipod into my bag, and then put in my tumbler on top of it. when i came home, i opened my bag to take out my keys and OH SHIT the inside of my bag was damp. first thing i saw was that my ipod was on. i thought, "ok good, it's still working." wth but when i tried to switch it off it appeared that the click wheel wasn't working. now, it's completely dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's not like the whole tumbler got spilt, it was just a bit of water, maybe a quarter of a glass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( hope it jumps back alive soon. i've still got another year of warranty, will try to see if they'll fix it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, my mother said this to me today and made me very happy (until the ipod thing made me sad).&lt;br /&gt;"remind me to give you your pay tomorrow k"&lt;br /&gt;me: "pay? tomorrow? really?!"&lt;br /&gt;"ya, not alot but better than nothing la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but i might have to save it for another mp3 player if my ipod can't be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;oh, woe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114423489720416317?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114423489720416317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114423489720416317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114423489720416317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114423489720416317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114399309603434861</id><published>2006-04-02T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:59:54.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Asian Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PKnloiM-0Ns" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS IS DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;i love when the "mother" goes "BE A MAN, ERICK, BE A MAN. TAKE RESPONSABILITY."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114399309603434861?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114399309603434861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114399309603434861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114399309603434861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114399309603434861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/crazy-asian-mother.html' title='Crazy Asian Mother'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114392575119845482</id><published>2006-04-02T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T05:20:32.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early morning rubbish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sleeping patterns are so screwed up, i swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i fell asleep while reading at around 9? and i woke up not long ago and couldn't go back to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's almost 3.20am! i think i'll go leave someone a message to wake me up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, talking about later; *$ with the lovelies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and then after that, sham and zen and i are going back to KC to help sham's mama sell brownies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mmmh, its' the Campus Superstar finals tomorrow(ummmm, today, i mean?) and they're going to be telecasting crazed KC supporters and fanatics from the school hall, live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so they clever, call in people like sham's mum to sell stuff FOR CHARITY. hurh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but boy, do i miss her brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, HAHAHAHAHA &lt;strong&gt;shamayne&lt;/strong&gt;sarbo(aka &lt;strong&gt;xiaoming&lt;/strong&gt; slash &lt;strong&gt;liyan&lt;/strong&gt;?!) HAS STARTED TO PLAY NEOPETS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is tremendously funny, by the way, because she was the one who gave zen and i the ' -.-" ' face when we told her we were playing it to pass the time. "neopets?! aye, you guys have nothing better to do?" now look &lt;strong&gt;who&lt;/strong&gt; has nothing better to do! now you see why we did that to pass the time and, not to forget, comfort ourselves that at least we're rich &lt;em&gt;somewhere. &lt;/em&gt;hahahah even if that &lt;em&gt;somewhere&lt;/em&gt; involves weird cartoon characters that somehow mutated from blobs of colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, zen and i haven't touched the site for such a long time. we've been busy at school/work. yes, have i told you i am working?! yeah, at my mum's company. basically she brought me there because she doesn't want me to stay home and sleep 'til 2-3pm everyday. the work is pretty fun; i do some accounting stuff for her and alot of photocopying. but you know what the worst thing is? presently, they're not paying me! mum says its because she just brought me there to help her(she's not going to give me any money either). eh, i do quite a bit of work- i should get some kind of pay right?! i'm going to negotiate with someone about this... and i think uncle tony is scared of me or something. he's damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah whatever la. heh maybe i can ask for a big present or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tickle.com has deduced that my subconscious mind is preoccupied with financial issues. YOU GOT THAT RIGHT! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me tell you something: my mum doesn't carry money around with her most of the time. she draws money when she needs it, but most of the time she doesn't bother. it's not like she doesn't have money; she does! but she doesn't bother withdrawing any unless we really need it. yes, this is a time of technological advancements and the magical cheque book and NETS/credit card. so when i need money: "mummy, can i have some money to go buy lunch?" and she'll dig through her handbag. if i'm lucky, jackpot! she gives me $50. sometimes not so much, but i don't care. last week, i got 4dollars in coins from her. it's like a lucky draw, man! with slightly better odds. HAHAHAHA but i still love my mother. mummy, THIS IS ANOTHER REASON WHY YOU SHOULD BE PAYING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't ask me why i always borrow money from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whatshouldireadnext.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.whatshouldireadnext.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; - enter the title and author of your favorite book(s) and they'll give you a list of books which you might be interested in.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;crap, i just realised that i went through april fools day without fooling anyone or being fooled.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, ok, back to my book; i'm going to read until i fall asleep again or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini - omg go check this book out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s. YES!&lt;strong&gt; MY MOTHER JUST WITHDREW SOME MONEY!&lt;/strong&gt; wahahahahahahahaha! i won't be broke tomorrow for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.p.s. i feel like such a little kid sometimes. x)&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/9109191-114392575119845482?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114392575119845482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114392575119845482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114392575119845482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114392575119845482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/04/early-morning-rubbish.html' title='early morning rubbish.'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114381815083386113</id><published>2006-03-31T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T23:18:12.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;random conversation with victoria today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w - &lt;strong&gt;Victoria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana! - Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i linked you already!&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;yesh!&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;you slowpoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;aiya shaddap la. i like to take my time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;slowpoke&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;okay fine you can call me slowpoke if i get another piece of that chocolate!!!&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;you can steal from shamayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hers is chocolate yours is caramel. caramel is betterrr&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;the chocolate one nicer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;either way i'll still steal from shamayne&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana! says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk, not giving me anymore? =(&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;long pause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;still thinking..?&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;NOT ANSWERING ME AH&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;answering&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;lan de li ni le.&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;you use chinese&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll crawl into your house and then steal it when you're in the shower&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;i am very amazed.&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;ya right lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT CHINESE?! THAT WAS ITALIAN!&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;long pause again. then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;NO LAH&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;......HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;irritating !&lt;br /&gt;- s c r e a m o f p l e a s u r e _* - r e a l f a c e _* - w says:&lt;br /&gt;so misleading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charlene. Asante sana, squash banana!&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa shit this is going into my blog&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/9109191-114381815083386113?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114381815083386113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114381815083386113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114381815083386113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114381815083386113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/03/italian.html' title='Italian!'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114356361812885341</id><published>2006-03-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:35:31.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shuttup, i miss it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok i'm so tired right now. today was my last day at SRJC. we got to meet our GP tutor; i call her The Nazi. need i say more? having more tutorials with her would be really &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt;. i tell you, hearts were pounding - hard. call me weird or whatever but i kinda liked her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i had so much to say but now i'm so tired, my mind blanked out. okay i'll go sleep now and blog again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. talking about tomorrow, Zen, Sham and i are going to crash Mr Ng's class! or at least try to. should be fun - i love the company of those two! and Mr Ng's class, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, am i still making any sense? ok night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 rocked - shuttup, i miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114356361812885341?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114356361812885341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114356361812885341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114356361812885341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114356361812885341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/03/shuttup-i-miss-it.html' title='shuttup, i miss it'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114330751441051509</id><published>2006-03-26T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:38:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;KC's Family Day today wasn't bad - but it wasn't as fun for us; it's always more fun if you're actually involved in the funfair eh? as Lorene and i were saying, nothing will ever beat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;family days. what could be more fun than standing up on tables, clanging pots and pans, and shouting "LEYLONG LEYLONG! ONE DOLLA! CHEAP CHEAP, COME BUY!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no la, we didn't exactly do that. but it was always fun running up to some random person(especially teachers! they're always obliged to buy something.) and trying to persuade her/him to buy as many things as possible from us. from my experience today at the Family Day, i realised that we must've been hella annoying when we had our turns selling stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeah - they had those Campus Superstars performing there too today. well, basically it was just Teresa(the KC girl) and three other guys who have already been ousted in the competition. wx's theory was that the school wanted us to support Teresa so they only let the guys who are already out, to perform in our school - i say thats plausible. i hope Teresa wins; the other contestants all pale in comparison to her(seriously!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, we didn't encounter so many cookies and brownies today. new trend: chocolate covered goodies! everything from chocolate-covered strawberries, marshmallows and apples to chocolate-covered oreo cookies. i guess you can never have too much chocolate. i'm surprised nobody actually brought a chocolate fountain.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i better go to bed. don't want to be late &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow.&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/9109191-114330751441051509?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114330751441051509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114330751441051509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114330751441051509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114330751441051509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/03/family-day.html' title='family day'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114321280936817041</id><published>2006-03-24T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:32:34.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, brruddeerr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for the lack of posts, it's usually only when i turn off the lights and get into bed that i start recounting the events that happened during the day and collecting my thoughts. there have been times where i've wanted to write down my thoughts, so i got up from bed (yes, at 4 in the morning even), got out a pen and paper and tried to write. but wahlao i think i have some kind of disorder that doesn't allow my brain to multi-task. when i start writing, my brain concentrates on writing that particular sentence/phrase, and then i freaking forget what i wanted to write after that! haha. many a time, i've wished that i could obtain some sort of device that i could attach to my head, and it would automatically transcript everything i say to myself in my head. yo all those crazy japanese inventors! If you manage to come up with anything remotely like that - CALL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! this week hasn't been bad, school has been okay so far. was on MC for the past two days; missed out on the chance to meet and get to know my new CG but on the other hand i don't want to - because if they kick-ass, it's not gonna make my withdrawal from teh school very easy. but but but! i'm pretty excited about starting at CAE. i don't think i'm gonna make bonds with people at the CAE like bonds that are going to be made in JC, but i'm hoping that what i do there will help me to figure out what the hell i want to do as a lifetime career, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, KC's Family Day is tomorrooow. i was unpatriotic last year and didn't go for some reason. but this year i must go! damn i really miss KC. especially all the 4/5 women and their crazy antics: i'm never gonna forget nart's shadow monkeys! or pavithra's sneezing (oi i'm not weird ok. i really remember that quite vividly), the rubberband wars with jo, or the frequent gossiping about a certain Siren as well as Wx's arch-rival. you know what?! i also really really miss having tuition in mr ng's class. CAN WE ALL BE SEC 4 AGAIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic of the Family Day - i hope they did a good job this year. one thing i always asked myself is why people always do the cookies-brownies thing. remember when we had to run stalls for CIP last year? almost every stall was selling cookies and brownies with the occasional 'surprise mystery item' to make sure they weren't exactly copying another class. sure, cookies and brownies are easy to produce and they satisfy sweet cravings... but i was really hoping for more originality on our part. i think the teachers got tired of brownies and cookies too though. i remember ms. wong going "more cookies?!" so fingers crossed that we won't be eating just brownies and cookies tomorrow. know what i heard from my sister? some class is doing exactly what we (3/5 '04) did for Family Day that year! ehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sham: "yo brruddeerr..." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA i swear i'm gonna die laughing tomorrow when i see your dear 'brruddeerr'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to end off, here's the link to a video that all KC 4/5 '05 -ers MUST WATCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think you'll recognise a certain someone in this video. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd post the video here, but having to click the link adds a wonderful bit of suspense doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=MBzS4MZodC4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=MBzS4MZodC4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114321280936817041?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114321280936817041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114321280936817041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114321280936817041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114321280936817041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/03/yes-brruddeerr.html' title='yes, brruddeerr'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-114191502043238095</id><published>2006-03-09T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:39:44.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not so quiet anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, after a year-long (or was that two?!) hiatus, i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not gonna update you on all the crap you missed out on, but seriously, you missed out on alot. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to Bintan on Saturday. Club Med. typically, i'll be all egg-cited to get to go to Club Med. but nooo. the dreaded &lt;em&gt;time of the month&lt;/em&gt; is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;!#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw the &lt;em&gt;bloody&lt;/em&gt; time of the month. (HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to other things, tomorrow is the last day of the Orientation at SRJC. it ends at 8.30pm. Audrey scared me today by telling me that it ends at 11. 11pm!? who in the right mind would freaking stay that long? i'd skip it without hesitation. by the way, it's pretty much confirmed. i'm going to the CAE come june and i'm pretty excited! well at least it's more excitement than SR is giving me, but i'm trying to give SR a good chance. let's see how it goes when classes start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started listening to more of OK Go and Belle &amp; Sebastian.&lt;br /&gt;OK Go is love!&lt;br /&gt;oh, &amp;amp; quite a few mo-town classics too. who could forget the Jackson 5! &lt;em&gt;"oh baby give me one more chance... won't you please let me, back to your heart!" &lt;/em&gt;blame idol fever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;speaking of the Jackson 5... what the hell happened to MJ? wah, last i heard of him was during his trial (which i didn't follow). betcha' he's all broke now after paying his lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, JOANNA - i've blogged! i've blogged! where's the reward?! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and here's one for sham: remember the &lt;strong&gt;bento box&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;or anything cute you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-114191502043238095?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/114191502043238095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=114191502043238095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114191502043238095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/114191502043238095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-so-quiet-anymore.html' title='not so quiet anymore'/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9109191.post-110174453100531118</id><published>2004-11-30T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T00:13:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bell here's to invade !&lt;br /&gt;this bum NEVER updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say &lt;strong&gt;BOO&lt;/strong&gt; in unison. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funny&lt;/em&gt; ARH. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being SO lame&lt;br /&gt;but i'm &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the song ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; uploaded it for her. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;World's greatest -&lt;br /&gt;R. Kelly (Also, ME !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee, we're off to phuket in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; day's time ! Goes hysterical*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ;&lt;br /&gt;Bell,&lt;br /&gt;the INVASION-&lt;em&gt;er&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9109191-110174453100531118?l=pandemonium-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/feeds/110174453100531118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9109191&amp;postID=110174453100531118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/110174453100531118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9109191/posts/default/110174453100531118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pandemonium-.blogspot.com/2004/11/bell-heres-to-invade-this-bum-never.html' title=''/><author><name>char|ene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
