<?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-6659567</id><updated>2011-09-05T16:36:15.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystiblaze's blog spot</title><subtitle type='html'>Our experiences in life and thoughts typed out to share with everyone.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-2427840986345149109</id><published>2008-12-19T02:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:50:15.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The land of unexpected Treasures</title><content type='html'>The Abode of Peace, I embrace thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels good to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-2427840986345149109?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2427840986345149109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=2427840986345149109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/2427840986345149109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/2427840986345149109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2008/12/land-of-unexpected-treasures.html' title='The land of unexpected Treasures'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-8139602746788389225</id><published>2008-11-17T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:59:45.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost...There..</title><content type='html'>Behold, a Post! Stare in amazement as you see an update to this dormant site. But then again, the only reason I'm here posting is cause my exam starts tomorrow and I need every excuse I can to not study cause I'm lazy, but that's not the poin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, in less than a month, I'll be heading off back to Brunei, my sanctuary, my haven. &lt;emo&gt; It'll finally be nice to head back after a year here, sort of. It'll be nice to have, many, things, again. *CoughINTERNETHOMGZANDACTUALREALFOODCough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But yes, here lies the final stretch of exams spanning around 3 weeks or so, which will determine my future here in Melbourne. Pretty important, so really should be studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Curse me inside.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Time sure felt as though it went by just like that. Time is overrated. There's not enough of it for us. But that's just how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't dream yet another dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As you can see, there's a bunch of random lines in between posts. They're just lines from some random song that's currently playing on my Winamp, and in my attempt to make this post seem lengthy, I randomly add lines in to elongate my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's no air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe you'll be able to guess what song it is, if you actually wanted to. Don't think its that unpopular, but it certainly isn't recent. Won't be talking much about myself (When have I ever), so you'll make do with whatever has been said. College prom was on Halloween, i.e, 31st of last month. It was, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't forget, no I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No matter. Looking forward to going back to Brunei once again. It'll be more interesting to catch up with people in person than through this virtual media, for me anyways. Well, until then, and don't expect an update anytime soon (Not that you do anyways). Exams don't come everyday, so I don't update all that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Exeunt* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/6659567-8139602746788389225?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8139602746788389225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=8139602746788389225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8139602746788389225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8139602746788389225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/almostthere.html' title='Almost...There..'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-7773737079272518304</id><published>2008-06-28T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:06:28.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Weekend II</title><content type='html'>Forgive me for the lack of originality in the wordings of this post's title, for I am not really bothered and hence place little heed to it. In any case, its been almost a month, close to anyways, since the last post, so here I am, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may or may not know(most probably not), second term exam's just finished yesterday, for me anyways, drawing term 2 to a fitful end. Its been a long, long term, and yet, time still seems to just fly by. A few more days and it'll be July, few more months, the next term. Guess its not all that bad. Probably just means the day I get to return home is coming quicker than I'd thought it'd be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, theres a two-week break right now for just about everyone in the college, and quite a number are returning to their home-countries and such. I'm not as privileged as them, but oh well, I'll live. Mom's coming over in the second week of July, so thats something to look forward to, I would say. Spent the remaining of yesterday over at a friend's place, until about, 6? (in the morning - exams finished around 3pm) So, you do the math. Its currently winter season now, and though it doesn't snow, it does get dark rather early. When its around 5pm, the skies are pretty much all dark and pitch black by 6. So, less light, not bright. Walking home at 6 in the morning ain't exactly the most pleasurable thing to be doing, but at least its safer compared to walking at around 12-3am, since well, even muggers need sleep. But lets not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully exams weren't too bad. Did make some mistakes that were just careless in a few papers, but whats done is done. In any case, thats about it from me for now. Look forward to the next update, whenever it may be. Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-7773737079272518304?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7773737079272518304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=7773737079272518304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/7773737079272518304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/7773737079272518304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2008/06/yet-another-weekend-ii.html' title='Yet Another Weekend II'/><author><name>Steven</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-3275604686034336723</id><published>2008-05-31T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:39:41.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another weekend</title><content type='html'>Ho ho, it is Saturday, the day after Friday, the day I get to sleep late the previous night and still wake up late tomorrow without a worry for there is no school. The little things in life matter (when college work piles up). Its been what, 2 months or so? Site is neglected, I know. And I know I've mentioned I *might* upload *some* pictures in my last post, but basically I don't have much of any real pictures to upload anyways, so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days have been pretty much a routine. Day in day out, the weeks go by relatively quick. But the workload just gets more and more. Just recently completed my first real essay here, after a whole month of research - or at least, you're given one month, how you come about doing it is another story. Australian education system is..interesting. Copyright actually matters here, and no longer can you copy and paste information from Wikipedia and hope to score. Anyways, on the same day this first essay was due, a second essay assignment came up. They really don't give you breaks. Its all pretty fast paced, and you'll just fall behind if you fail to catch up with all the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exams lurking around the corner, well, in 3 weeks or so anyways, I'll probably not be blogging for quite some time until then, not that i actually blog often anyways, but thats not the point. Then theres holidays after that, but I won't be going back to Brunei this time around. It'll most probably be in December before I get to go back. Wonder how much it would've changed by the time i do go back. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I'll just keep this short for now. Its currently autumn now, pretty soothing. It gets rather cold on certain days, especially mornings, but its really nice to see the leaves turn brown and get carried off by the winds. The views in the parks are nice as well, clean and tranquil. Gives you this sense of peace to it, life away from everyday's worries. Well, enough philosophical  contemplations. Time to take my leave. Until the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-3275604686034336723?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3275604686034336723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=3275604686034336723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/3275604686034336723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/3275604686034336723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2008/05/yet-another-weekend.html' title='Yet another weekend'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-2013283518473926824</id><published>2008-03-28T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:01:19.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about time</title><content type='html'>Well now, feels like a while since I've last blogged. Realistically, it HAS been a while, but no matter. For those who are unaware, I am currently no longer in Brunei, but in Melbourne, Australia. Today marks the end of my first term of studies, and I've just returned from my last paper, Physics. College life is rather new I suppose, compared to how life was back then in SAS. Even if its not new, its still very much different. But thats not a bad thing I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, studies are so so. Past few weeks had been normal. Lessons and such, normal welfare. Since I'm living alone now, theres plenty to take care of, and new responsibilities arises as such. You've gotta cook and clean and pay rent and etc all on your own now. But you get used to it, eventually. Currently I'm staying at some student hostel called College Square on Lygon Street. Takes about 10-15 mins walk to reach college from here mostly, depending on where your classes are situated. The campus is huge, and it can take you quite some time to get from one end to the other, and your classes are usually situated all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for studies, now I'm taking Maths 1, Maths 2 and Physics as my optional subs, which is the common subs people take if they intend to further their studies in Enginnering. As of the moment, I got no idea what I intend to take in Uni, but I'll just go along with these for now. Theres still time to decide what to do when the time comes. Other subs that are compulsory are Literature, English for Academic Purposes, History of Ideas and Drama. Literature is just literature, you learn..literature. English for Academic Purposes is basically Grammar and all that stuff. History of Ideas, you study on all the *ideas* the Westerners came up with in the past and how they came to be, how its used in our daily lives today and so on. Quite interesting really, but its really in depth and you really need to think a lot. Drama is well, everyone knows what drama is (I think). You basically, act and all. This term we had to do a solo mime in front of the class. It was...interesting, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall everythings been good. The weather is, very, volatile. One day it could be scorching hot, the next, freezing cold. Yesterday was the coldest by far since I've got here, and it was raining as well. Had to walk all the way to my examination hall from my place in the rain. Even with an umbrella, it didn't feel like it was of any use. You still get wet and really cold. You can feel those white puffs of smoke coming out of your mouth when you breathe, which is rather amusing, since you don't see that much where I come from. Too bad it doesn't snow here. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I've got around 2 weeks of holidays since its the end of term 1. So I'll have to find something to keep myself occupied as such. Will probably update more sometime soon if I feel like it. Maybe one day I'll upload pictures.. maybe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-2013283518473926824?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2013283518473926824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=2013283518473926824' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/2013283518473926824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/2013283518473926824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-about-time.html' title='Its about time'/><author><name>Steven</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-1874484450230252767</id><published>2008-02-10T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:06:39.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of Everything</title><content type='html'>You know what? Sometimes, I just want to say, "&lt;b&gt;Well, fuck it! I just can't give a damn anymore!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do. I'm in this steep pithole where whenever I try to climb out, I'll slip and fall back to the cold, hard ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. And trying to be this perfect perfectionist bitch is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I want to say "Whatever" and disappear off this surface of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm talking like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-1874484450230252767?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1874484450230252767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=1874484450230252767' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/1874484450230252767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/1874484450230252767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2008/02/sick-of-everything.html' title='Sick of Everything'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-5414668060899759739</id><published>2008-02-05T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T01:36:34.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>So like, wow, we are actually still well and alive, but we're just not bothered to update. Yes we know, this site is relatively dead, but perhaps even that itself would be an understatement. I doubt 95% of the people who actually used to visit this site actually come by here anymore. But no matter. I shall attempt to rejuvenate this site with some short notes of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, over the past few months since the last update, life's been rather, normal? Well, ain't much else to expect, having finished my secondary education and all. All that free time during holiday was spent carelessly and inefficiently. But what to do. Sometimes in life you'd never really realize how important or how much something means to you till it whacks you in the face. Sounds rather cliche but who's bothering. Well part of the reason I mentioned that would be cause, after one more day (From this current hour) I would be departing Brunei for good, for at least, until perhaps the next holiday or so. Which means, leaving some things behind, leaving people behind and starting a new life. Guess I knew this day would eventually come, but now that's its here, everything seems kinda fast. Never really felt I'd had the chance to properly bid farewell to everyone, let alone start living by myself. Hopefully once I get there, at least I'll be able to set up a decent internet connection so I can keep in touch with everyone. Will probably update more when I get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, thanks to everyone who wished me for my birthday yesterday. And to those who actually bothered to get me something, you have my thanks. I shall treasure them and bring them along with me to Melbourne. I'd never really expected to get anything from anyone, so it was a nice surprise. But yes, enough about that. Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-5414668060899759739?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5414668060899759739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=5414668060899759739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5414668060899759739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5414668060899759739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-3089105861575787300</id><published>2007-11-30T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:28:50.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Migration to a new school</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I'm sorry if I haven't been blogging for a long long long time. I know I mentioned that I won't be blogging forever in a previous post. You know, I kind of feel bad that I left the responsibility of blogging. And a few of you guys actually want me to resume blogging. It's kind of strange... but okay, might as well give it a shot, right? I guess it doesn't hurt. And I have left you guys in the dark for a long time. Personal reasons. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'm too tired to blog properly now. Ugh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for those who are curious, here's a preview of IB. Note that my super-thick Maths textbook isn't in the picture. I am also yet to receive some more textbooks and notes, notes, notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/30112007001.jpg" height="375" width="500"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing A-Levels? Why, Shim, why?! I thought you're going to do A-Levels with us! #@$%#^ Yeah, I thought that too, initially. But when some ISB staff came over to SAS to give a briefing about it, I was so intrigued by the course. I wasn't there since I was at LNG, but Kim filled me in. It sounded really interesting compared to A-Levels, when you only do 3 A-Levels, and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In IB, I get to write an Extended Essay on any topic related to my subjects. And then there's the compulsory CAS which is lucrative for uni applications. Then there's the philosophical Theory of Knowledge class. Last class, we were discussing about the Happiness machine, and the benefits and disadvantages of perpetual happiness; classification and racism. And about the truth. What is truth? Is it just a perception? Is there such a thing as a universal truth? I got a headache from that class, but I find it highly intriguing. I would like to work on my thinking skills. Sure, I think a lot, but I don't do &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; kind of thinking, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I get to do languages! Woot! I wish I do not need to do Malay again because like everyone else, I'm quite fed up of learning it since kindy! At least Malay is much more interesting now. We're actually studying novels. And the novel we're doing now, Tuan Gatsby (a translated American novel) isn't so bad. It's very different from O Level Malay. It's a relief from learning all those silly tatabahasa, peribahasa (crappiness!) etc. And no more Bahasa Klasik lolol! I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're doing more novels for English too! Wheeee! I finally found a reason to re-read books thoroughly. Yes, people, I don't usually re-read books I have read. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get to do 2 more of my favourite subjects. Biology and Geography FTW! These are a big headache man, and I have no idea why I am so drawn to these "intensive" subjects since young. It is an enriching experience to advance my knowledge in these subjects. I wouldn't do that normally, but I finally found a reason to do it, i.e. forced to do it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Chemistry. I'll probably need it as I might be doing a Bio-related major next time. Not too sure yet. Surprising, it's more interesting than the O Level Chemistry! But what a headache lah. It's kind of difficult to grasp some concepts (electron energy levels, anyone?), since I hadn't read the first few chapters. Surprisingly, I only have some difficulties in catching up. That's good news I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on Maths! :O I'm only doing it because it's part of IB. That's the downside of IB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In A-Levels, well, I only get to do 4 to 3 subjects. Which kind of sucks because I kind of enjoy doing a variety of subjects. I'm not too keen on specialisation yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, DO I SOUND LIKE A NERD TALKING LIKE THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know now, I'm doing the IB at ISB. I'm currently reading HL Biology, HL Chemistry, HL Geography, SL English, SL Malay and SL Maths. Groans! Thank goodness for weekends. Yayy! At least I can relax kaliah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think of IB for now? Well, it has been a really tiring fortnight. I'm actually lacking sleep. T.T Homework isn't a lot for now, but man, they seem quite stressful leh even so. I'm expected to do some reading on my own time during December. Sigh... There goes my Christmas holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are pretty interesting. The teachers here are really cool! And so are the people! I've met many new and interesting people here. And they are friendlier, more outgoing and more gregarious than SAS-ians. It's a very big change from SAS. About everything. I had culture shock for the first few days as I try to adjust to this mini-America. I finally embraced it, and I enjoyed every moment of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come soon. Please check back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is a miracle. Come back tomorrow and you see this GONE FOREVER! MWAHHAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-3089105861575787300?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3089105861575787300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=3089105861575787300' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/3089105861575787300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/3089105861575787300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/migration-to-new-school.html' title='Migration to a new school'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-8938016112597438932</id><published>2007-11-16T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T02:36:03.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The O's is, the Over</title><content type='html'>Well after a whole grueling month, I suppose, the G.C.E O-Level Papers have finally come to a close, at least for us Science stream anyways. So, after a long period of being *away*, not that it would make a difference here since this place is hardly updated anyways, it feels nice to finally come online and talk to people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now comes the time where everyone celebrates and stuff, have fun and all. But somehow life is just gonna go back to the way it was. Everything seems like one big routine repeating itself. But don't let me bore you with my philosophical thoughts. What else can you expect from a half-awake man at around 2AM in the morning. Only God knows why I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, schedule for next few weeks seem kinda tight. Gotta head over to the bank and some agents tomorrow to sort out some paperwork and stuff, then at night theres this party over at a classmate's house. Will probably go and see everyone for a last time or so. Then Saturday gotta go school and help out some stuff. Then theres the Econs fair, Speech Day Rehearsal, Speech Day, Prom Night, and the list goes on. Guess I'll at least be occupied throughout the week and not laying around being jobless all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what has happened since the last update, its really not much to expect. Monotonous studies, books, the whole shebang. Life basically circulated around these aspects. Though I can't say I'm exactly proud or at the very least satisfied with my performance, what's done is done. Just gotta wait for the results I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, it really is a wonder. The O Levels, the highlight of my whole school life, the one thing which we were put in the school to work towards, the sole purpose why we were put in school, has finally been overcome. It gets you thinking now, where is your life headed? What's gonna happen to you now? So far all my life, the only thing that's ever been a major concern was to just finish school and see what happens. Now, that time is here, and its now. And its really sad, cause I've really got no idea what I want to be or do or study. I don't think its happy-go-lucky, but more towards, I'll do anything that needs to be done. Adapt. Nothings ever the same these days. Well what do I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose, that is enough feedback and thoughts from me to last a while, and to make up for the long um, absence. Then again, it still seems rather short when i look at it now, but no matter. Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-8938016112597438932?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8938016112597438932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=8938016112597438932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8938016112597438932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8938016112597438932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/os-is-over.html' title='The O&apos;s is, the Over'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-405237513698622327</id><published>2007-08-29T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T02:30:09.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporal Bliss</title><content type='html'>Well, for those from school who still visit here, and are probably the only ones, they'd all very well know that our tests/exams had just ended, today, or rather, yesterday, considering the time this is posted. The past few weeks had been spent..abruptly, put simply. Never really found the heart to study fully, and theres always something to keep you from it. Well whatever the case, the days of studying is done with, for now at least. Spent the day out with a few friends in the afternoon. The usuals, nothing much. Just thought it'd be nice to update this place once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening yesterday, there was supposedly some full lunar eclipse that was supposed to be occuring, where the whole moon blocks out the sun or the sun blocks out the sun, something like that. Forgot which one it was. Mom says this only comes once every 11 years in Brunei, according to the radio's broadcast. Was supposed to have a look, but by the time i remembered and realized it, it was all dark already. Well, probably whoever had a look would've enjoyed it or something i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special to speak of at the moment. We're given holidays off till next Monday, which means around 4-5 more days to enjoy before the papers start coming back. Thats that. Will try to update this site more if possible. It feels neglected. But for now, time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-405237513698622327?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/405237513698622327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=405237513698622327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/405237513698622327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/405237513698622327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/temporal-bliss.html' title='Temporal Bliss'/><author><name>Steven</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-7854612206807200856</id><published>2007-07-23T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:51:58.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torrential Downpour</title><content type='html'>Its raining...and thundering..quite heavily it seems. Yet I'm still online right now, not sure why. Most of everyone else is basically off anyway. Maybe its best not to tempt fate too much. Well anyways, its been at least a month since the last post, and it seems this site needs a desperate update. Well things have been rather busy ever since school began. For me, I'm just relieved that I've finally completed the dreaded computer project. Its not that its hard to do, its just hard to keep up with the teacher's expectations and all I suppose. Well at least thats done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that aside, now a whole new string of activities await us in school. Been staying back almost every school day ever since I can remember. Tomorrow, theres a badminton open competition. Hope we(Jyh Jye and I) don't lose in the first round at least, but who knows. We're playing doubles. In a week's time will be the school Mock Oral Exams, 1st of August or something. Shouldn't be too bad i suppose. Then around 2 weeks from then is the Mock Examinations. Man time sure pasts fast; haven't even prepared for anything yet. Better get started soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year seems to go by rather quickly this time around..but maybe its just me. Anyhow, nothing much to update from my personal life. Stuff happens every now and then, but we get by. Been watching a couple of anime series recently; with some still waiting to be watched. Theres, Fate/Stay Night, Black Cat, Full Metal Alchemist and some random others. They're not bad, except for FMA, haven't watched it yet. Still got it on cd. I still like fate stay night better. Its cool, to me anyways. Don't know how I'm going to find time to watch the rest though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for now I suppose. The rain's getting heavier so I shall end it here before a bad omen strikes my PC. Good day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-7854612206807200856?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7854612206807200856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=7854612206807200856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/7854612206807200856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/7854612206807200856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/torrential-downpour.html' title='Torrential Downpour'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-8163611020204639171</id><published>2007-06-18T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T13:42:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days, life changes..for some</title><content type='html'>June 16, 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I had to wake up at around 7 and head to the Ministry of Youth, Culture and Sports to attend a 2-day long session of motivational, moral, mandarin-oriented sort of speech/talk/camp, by some head pro speaker from Taiwan/China, Mr Wong something(it was in Chinese, don't know how to translate) I don't really know why I agreed to attend in the first place; was never one who really fancied such things. But yes, onto the event itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, I realized that I was rather late, considering the fact that the place was filled with throngs of students of all ages. There were some familiar faces, some ex-sas, some current sas, lower secs and many more. It was around 8.10-8.20 when I got there, but had to wait for an hour or so till even more people came. At 9, we were finally called in and the event proceeded. We were brought into this large room, all 191 of us(if not wrong), with seats arranged neatly and a stage in front of us. Looked a lot like some formal gathering, and all the staff were dressed in blazers all around; much like a scene from so many movies. On stage was some huge projectile screen, with some slide and stuff in Chinese, so I had no idea what it said. Soon, the preacher or rather, main speaker finally arrived, after some brief introductions by someone whom I think is his manager/agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started off fine I suppose. He gave some brief intros, talked about a few topics, asked a few questions, stuff like that. Then he asked us to pick a partner to stick with and perform all of our games and stuff with for the whole two day long session, and it has to be someone you don't know well. So finally I ended up with Julius(I hope thats how you spell his name) from Form 4S1 2007. It didn't really matter to me at first that I chose him; I didn't really care, but at the end of it all I was really glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I were to elaborate on every single event that occured on the day, I would end up typing for the whole afternoon, so I shall keep it as concise as I possibly can. Throughout the morning, it was mostly talks by the speaker and a few games that were usually played in such occasions so that we can all get to know each other. Nothing too new there. At noon, there was a lunchbreak and everything continued after. From time to time, they would just dim the lights and pump some loud music, and get everyone to start dancing. You'd get scolded if you don't, so everyone had to dance. Apparantly there were some hidden meanings to them, which he furthur elaborated on, which I will not. More games were played, everyone had fun, it was all good. There was also the game where people had to fall on their backs and another person would be behind them to catch them; accidents happened, but yeah. Everything went on till around 7, then we were allowed to leave and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17, 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More or less the same schedule, was there in the morning, he gave some talks, stuff like that. A lot of the time it was difficult to fully understand what he was trying to tell us, since my Chinese ain't exactly that great, and I can't read anything that he writes down, so I guess i couldn't fully benefit from it all. But what I could understand, really does help if you really make use of it. The lessons and teachings, they arent't just talk. But of course, many such things have been mentioned before, its just your choice whether you want to accept them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, we played more different and more serious sort of games and activities. A lot of the games revolved around using your *heart* and *mind* to actually accomplish what you had to do. The way he portrays the games and encourages you on, accompanied by the soft, soothing piano and violin music in the background, gives the sort of atmosphere that all this, actually matters. It requires a calm state of mind to fully comprehend and take in all that has happened there; not something just anyone could do. The teacher hated it whenever someone talks when hes talking, or isn't serious in his activities. Well he just wants the best for us, so I wouldn't blame him. There were also many *emo* moments throughout it all, and it makes you think a lot about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever the case, in the end, it really was worth it to attend this. If only it was in English, I would've probably enjoyed it a lot more. But it was fun all the same. I'd also thank my partner for helping out in all the games and stuff, especially the last activity(not mentioned in this blog) The ending of it all was also rather emo. Many people actually cried out too in front of all the parents and everyone that was there, but I'll just leave it at that. The whole thing ended only at around 9, but I think it took longer. I wouldn't know, cause I left earlier. But yea, overall, it really was a worthwhile experience, and though not the best, its still worth attending. Only requirement is, you need a good command of the Chinese language, or it'll be really difficult to cope with it all. I've learnt a few things here and there; but whether I'll apply them..well..we'll wait and see, won't we. Until next time people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit) Forgot to add in, Happy Father's Day, for everyone, though its a day late. And also Happy *BaChang* Festival, which is tomorrow I think. Have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-8163611020204639171?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8163611020204639171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=8163611020204639171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8163611020204639171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8163611020204639171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/two-days-life-changesfor-some.html' title='Two days, life changes..for some'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-4135928765305589812</id><published>2007-06-09T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:18:44.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day goes by</title><content type='html'>Today marks the beginning of a new ending, the conclusion of the second term after weeks of hectic study life(not really) and other random occasions. After what seems to be a long period of absence, here I am again. 2 weeks of holiday.. Not exactly a lot, but I'll live. Its a much needed time off for most people. Some are flying off, others are going camp, and doing what-nots. I myself am attending some random Chinese-oriented camp/meet sometime next week. Wonder how its gonna be. But yeah, moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was spent, doing what has been done many times over. Going cybercafe and spending the whole afternoon there. It never seems to get boring no matter what people say, nor the number of times we go there. Along with a few other friends, it was fun to say the least. In school, we basically just walked around the whole place doing nothing. There really wasn't anything to do, and the teachers weren't even teaching either, so we had the whole day to ourselves. Well it was the last day, its the least they could give us. Had a short cleaning campaign afterwards. Nothing out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that should be enough to serve as an update for the time being. Oh, and it was Rita's birthday 3 days ago, and I don't think I've wished her, let alone get a gift, hence she shall have the honor of being mentioned on this blog, Happy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belated &lt;/span&gt;Birthday! (Even though she probably never visited this place anyway, its still good to post) Until next time people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-4135928765305589812?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4135928765305589812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=4135928765305589812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/4135928765305589812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/4135928765305589812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-day-goes-by.html' title='Another day goes by'/><author><name>Steven</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-671857273892203827</id><published>2007-05-25T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T15:35:45.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How well do you guys know me?</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I know I am such a bad blogger! Sorry, just not up for blogging. :( Anyway, you guys should try my quiz, it's really fun and probably difficult. LOL! You need to create an account for this quiz though, that's the downside. But please create one, you'll love it and you can always create a quiz for us! Check it out, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/443242"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/443242/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! I got 100%! :P Nah, I just want to test it to check out for any errors. Lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-671857273892203827?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/671857273892203827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=671857273892203827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/671857273892203827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/671857273892203827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-well-do-you-guys-know-me.html' title='How well do you guys know me?'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-173458713551288721</id><published>2007-04-26T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T19:33:41.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The site lives on, ephemerally</title><content type='html'>After what seems to be a month long of unupdated-ness, its only fair someone comes along and keep this site alive. Well then, lately, as usual, there's frankly nothing much to speak about. That's probably one of the main reasons why no one ever updates here. That, and we're just plain lazy, but thats not the point. So for the few loyal people who actually do still visit here, its good to know, this site will live on, no matter how unfrequent the updates may seem. Though I feel we need a layout change, the masquerade has been here for quite some time. Then again, I don't know nothing about this, so I'll just live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, life in school has been just, life in school. English class today was rather interesting, and Maths was cruel. Forced to do push ups, but at least I don't suffer alone. Mid term exams are approaching, so I'm supposedly supposed to be studying and revising for it. People say that all the time, doesn't mean they all mean it, let alone do it. Time seems to pass quite quickly these days. Not gonna be long now before the final exam comes along. Perhaps its just me.But until then, its best to just make the best of whatever time is left. Haven't really planned on what I'm gonna do after this year, what courses to take whatsoever. Not even sure whats gonna happen to me yet, but probably gonna fly off to some random place in Australia. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been playing badminton more frequent, from time to time. Had another session in school today, just for fun. I guess its all well and good, since it is a sport anyway. Nothing special there. A few days ago, I went along with a friend's car to watch our school team play in the finals against some random sports school. We're supposedly supporters, but the other team had a whole bunch of people supporting them, rather rowdy ones too. Made such a big fuss with each shot their team made. What to do. Our school lost though, but it was still worth the watch. Everyone was good and pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that should last for now. Time to go read the newspaper and catch up on some revision. Doubt this would be updated for another few weeks, but just keep checking back for updates anyway! Until then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-173458713551288721?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/173458713551288721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=173458713551288721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/173458713551288721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/173458713551288721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/04/site-lives-on-ephemerally.html' title='The site lives on, ephemerally'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-3957381213436735836</id><published>2007-03-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:13:53.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So like, for the next 3 days, both operators of this site here shall go on a quest to explore new lands across the Malaysian border into the unknown, in this case, the city/town/place, called Labuan. Accompanying us on our journey would be the whole councillor squad, excluding a few, and two brave souls, i.e, two random teachers. But yes, we will embark tomorrow at 3.30pm, or was it 4.00, from the port of Muara, and E.T.A at Labuan port would be 4.45-5.00pm. Wish us luck. Advanced birthday to the great Jason Sim, for his date of birth would be on none other than the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreaded &lt;/span&gt;April Fool's Day. Enjoy yourselves for Saturday would be yet another random public holiday. Until then.&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/6659567-3957381213436735836?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3957381213436735836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=3957381213436735836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/3957381213436735836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/3957381213436735836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/03/short-note.html' title='Short Note'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-1980610687688587346</id><published>2007-03-22T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:05:41.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Tag!</title><content type='html'>This is a very, very late response to both Kim and &lt;a href="http://forgotten-overture.blogspot.com"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt; who tagged me to write six weird things about myself. That's easy enough, I guess. I'm a naturally weird person, I admit. Everybody knows that anyway. Without much ado, I present some of the weird points I possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule: "Those who get tagged must post 6 weird things about themselves in their blog and state the rules clearly. At the end of the post, you must choose 6 other people to tag."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know guys, I'd love to do it but I'm not going do it. :( I think by doing so, it jeopardises my privacy and it exposes my weakness or bring light to my weirdness to everyone. Forget it. Some people just couldn't accept what I wrote (not pinpointing anyone). I had enough of people taking advantage of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I snapped. I say I'm less naive now. Freedom of self-expression has to be exercised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you do know what I mean. If you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the very reason why I blog less frequently nowadays. I'm planning to just abandon this blog and leave everything to Steven. What a "wonderful" demise to this blog which birthday is 2 days later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It existed for 3 years now. So many memories of mine are kept in this blog. They have shaped me into a person I have become today and they carved the pathways of my life. I'm not going to dump them, delete them and forget about them. I don't want to lose my memories... all 259 of them (inclusive this and Steven's...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this goodbye yet? I don't know. You just have to sit back and find out for yourselves. Until then, toodles... And sorry to Kim and Karen for disappointing. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-1980610687688587346?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1980610687688587346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=1980610687688587346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/1980610687688587346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/1980610687688587346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/03/weird-tag.html' title='Weird Tag!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-2511220459756957564</id><published>2007-03-15T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:28:03.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an update.!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well now, lets see. So like, the first assessment test just ended today. And holidays are starting for all schools in Brunei for around 10 days. But why does this not seem to mean anything? Becaues we're gonna have to go back to school... Very fun. Theres still classes tomorrow..on Friday. Then Saturday. Nowadays, Saturdays are the only days i actually feel like looking forward to, since its the only day i get to actually sleep and wake up late, since there's no school on Sundays. (No lessons that is, the school is still there) SO, its been, school-like, for the past 2 months. Nothing special. Due to my lack of skills in formatiing word documents and also the lack of need to do so, I shall leave this paragraph huge and blocky to make it seem as though i actually blogged a lot when in actual fact im just typing in irrelevant and unnecessary material for the purpose of making it look long, like I am right now. But yes, enough of that. Have a good holiday everyone. Until next time.&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/6659567-2511220459756957564?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2511220459756957564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=2511220459756957564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/2511220459756957564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/2511220459756957564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an update.!?'/><author><name>Steven</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-5677646537269207086</id><published>2007-02-24T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:28:21.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd Brunei National Day</title><content type='html'>I saw it on TV! Hahahaha, I remember seeing Kael, Isaac and Julius, I think, during the march past... Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's National Day is, in my opinion, pretty much similar to last year's and I was expecting more grandeur (since it's the 23rd National Day and it falls on 23 February - too bad it was celebrated a day later). I believe the performance just now has sufficed; the Sultan applauded and smiled after the end of every segment. :) Well done, guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances are quite colourful with the standard props of fans and pompoms. Watching them performing gives me a tinge of nostalgia as I remembered how I used to be in that last year together with my fellow schoolmates. This year, they also used another prop of which name I do not know. It's something like long pieces of black, white and yellow cloth. Pretty intriguing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering what on earth was that piece of white platform standing in the middle of the field and the performers made full use of it - people were even singing on it while a group of students danced to the music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the "bad". I couldn't make out what patterns were they trying to conceived. All I saw were waves of colours ebbing to the beat of the music and that's it. I think the patterns were supposed to be abstract but then again, I don't think so. Not with the camera which remained stationery in one corner of the field and the bird's eye view camera only activating after each segment has ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the performance, a balloon popped out from a depression in the white platform and it was not as big as I imagined it would be, LOL! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I spotted a few goof-ups by the performers. The most significant one was that someone actually forgot to bring his own props! :O Hahahaha, and he gave a goofy smile to the camera when he realised he was caught red-handed on national TV! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty nice performance, but I hope next year's celebration will be more lively and exciting and of course, even better. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-5677646537269207086?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5677646537269207086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=5677646537269207086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5677646537269207086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5677646537269207086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/02/23rd-brunei-national-day.html' title='23rd Brunei National Day'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-5587662887108516762</id><published>2007-02-14T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T16:35:36.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread the Love?~</title><content type='html'>Well now, its that time again. Every year it comes and goes but does it really matter. Well whatever, only here to blog for a short while, due to the fact that I haven't blogged since..the start of the year? As all might know, today is Valentine's Day. Love is in the air bla bla all that kinda stuff. I'm not gonna bother arguing what valentines really about, so to everyone who celebrated it, may you find what you seek. For those that don't, well, you just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, the past two months, january has been, free of work, and february has been, well, full of work. Its only been around 2 weeks of school and it feels as though I've been here for months. Well no matter. Life itself has been rather calm as of late, i suppose. Nothing to elaborate there, so for now, enjoy whatevers left of Valentines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-5587662887108516762?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5587662887108516762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=5587662887108516762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5587662887108516762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5587662887108516762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/02/spread-love.html' title='Spread the Love?~'/><author><name>Steven</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-7974501890272553705</id><published>2007-02-04T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T09:11:25.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Birthday Shoutout</title><content type='html'>It's Steven's birthday today! Sweet 16 again! :) So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO STEVEN TAN CHUN YONG!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, congratulations for making it to 16! Only two more years, and you'll be driving a car LOL! So I hope you have a great birthday today, and may your year be TEH year! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-7974501890272553705?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7974501890272553705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=7974501890272553705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/7974501890272553705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/7974501890272553705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-birthday-shoutout.html' title='Another Birthday Shoutout'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-5912851301409726781</id><published>2007-01-31T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:45:04.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Shoutout</title><content type='html'>Today is my &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;uncle's&lt;/span&gt; brother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's &lt;b&gt;30&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? It's incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 30th BIRTHDAY TA KO KO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite your "old/young" age, you look young yourself! I hope you have a great day today trying to count the number of white hair that have suddenly spurted out of your scalp! Nah, just kidding! It's really great to see you stepping into another milestone of your life again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do take care of yourself, and have a fantastic BIRTHDAY! Enjoy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-5912851301409726781?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5912851301409726781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=5912851301409726781' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5912851301409726781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5912851301409726781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/birthday-shoutout.html' title='Birthday Shoutout'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-8888933064840471356</id><published>2007-01-27T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T23:03:15.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filler Blog Post</title><content type='html'>I found this at &lt;a href="http://bytes-infinitum.blogspot.com"&gt;Amelia's site&lt;/a&gt;, and I thought I should give it a shot. My results were...what I expected LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="500"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Psychology/Sociology&lt;/b&gt;. You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Psychology, Sociology, or related majors (e.g., Counseling, Industrial-Organizational (I-O) Psychology, Social Work, or other social science majors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Psychology and Sociology are both great minors to add to any major. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Psychology/Sociology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;94%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;English/Journalism/Comm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;French/Spanish/OtherLanguage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;HR/BusinessManagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;69%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Visual&amp;PerformingArts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;69%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Biology/Chemistry/Geology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Education/Counseling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;History/Anthropology/LiberalArts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;PoliticalScience/Philosophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Accounting/Finance/Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="44"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;44%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Religion/Theology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Mathematics/Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="19"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;19%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Physics/Engineering/Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="19"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;19%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=164749"&gt;WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to go through over it. Yeah, I have been thinking of majoring in Psychology too. Or Biology. Or something else which I'm not sure about yet. So why on earth is Biology so low down the table? :P The English and languages part is okay, since I'm quite interested in it too, but never thought of majoring in it! Visual and Performing Arts look interesting, sounds like fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why on earth is Business Management at 69%? I really despise that area of study! :P I can't believe they are higher than Biology or Chemistry. Noo...! The last six are very accurate though, the areas which I am least interested in at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;least interested&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry... I already forgot about the idea of being a doctor/engineer or whatever some "high-end, prestigious and oh-my-salary-is-half-a-million-USD jobs" you guys can think up of that guys like me should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kudos to the ... err... Quizmaster? Is it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I just wait for life to tell the answer in like, oh, the next year or 2? Now, the main thing to worry about is O Levels. The whole thing's not that accurate though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning's leadership orientation was fun! Met the juniors and I really like them. Hahaha, thanks for organising it! Enjoyed it loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-8888933064840471356?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8888933064840471356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=8888933064840471356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8888933064840471356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/8888933064840471356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/filler-blog-post.html' title='Filler Blog Post'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-5971160639303003876</id><published>2007-01-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:51:58.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Blogging...</title><content type='html'>This is a pretty bad way to rev up the blog after a long time of absence. The word "sorry" is getting a little bit cliched now. Nevertheless, I apologise for not blogging for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can blog, but I am now rather dry on topics to blog about and I am simply not in the mood to blog about my trips during my holidays. Sorry (even though they are very long overdue). I think I lost my blogging spirit. I just can &lt;b&gt;no longer&lt;/b&gt; blog anymore. I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awfully bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time that I move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give myself some time to recollect myself, and try to note the interesting happenings of my everyday life (which is virtually nil) which are &lt;i&gt;blog worthy&lt;/i&gt;. If you don't see any updates from me after a long time, then, I hate to say this, but it's bye bye for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I won't be missing in action from the blogosphere. I still have you guys' blogs to read and they're really interesting! I sometimes wonder how some of you can manage to blog everyday! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm taking a break from blogging. Hopefully, I will keep blogging! Till then, I look forward to see all of you in school and all the best in Form 5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-5971160639303003876?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5971160639303003876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=5971160639303003876' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5971160639303003876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/5971160639303003876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-blogging.html' title='Not Blogging...'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-504274085238379374</id><published>2007-01-11T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:48:16.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ownage by KeKo</title><content type='html'>This is the conversation I had with Hang Kae Kwang (who I like to call KeKo). It's really stupid and idiotic. Have fun reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;hi shim&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: just sent you a Nudge!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;HEYYY HANG KEKO    &lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how r uu???&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:40 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how your gay life&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;stoopid laa u&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;it's so ungay &lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;u so uncool&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how much u get for your math&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL!!! how i noee?? so long oledi&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:41 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wait let me check&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;failed man&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;72&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;u think it easy&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;nooo, not paper one &lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;shim&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:42 PM):&lt;br /&gt;yea?&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;erase that pic&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;y???&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;it so gay&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:43 PM):&lt;br /&gt;y u owez kek mee lehhh &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;why dun u put your naked body pic there&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;it very cool&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;apalarrr uu &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;byeee!!&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;like michael achilelo&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;watever his name is&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;it's angelo&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;michaelangelo&lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:44 PM):&lt;br /&gt;like i say watever&lt;br /&gt;€£øqûèñt Ïñtrøvërt  says (11:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;okay i realli gtg now laa   stoopid la u &lt;br /&gt;guardian@ngelz:::: says (11:45 PM):&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid right? &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-504274085238379374?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/504274085238379374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=504274085238379374' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/504274085238379374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/504274085238379374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/ownage-by-keko.html' title='Ownage by KeKo'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116843754101717884</id><published>2007-01-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:05:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Room</title><content type='html'>I am seriously weird and bored. And trying to avoid doing my music theory homework. How I hate answering the composing a 10-bar melody question! Anyway, due to a &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/comments/niightfly/2551945981446503396/#21424"&gt;request&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://fireflysmiles.blogspot.com"&gt;Jia Yean&lt;/a&gt;, and because I have time to kill, I thought...why not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, my room wasn't like this last time. Spent a few days last week in the new year trying to straighten up my room, i.e. redecorating, adding new ornaments, general cleaning, freshening up etc., I finally came up with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Each picture might take quite some time to load, so please be patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0107.jpg" alt="Door of my bedroom" width="231" height="307"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the door of my bedroom. Sheessh, why did I even take this picture just to show papers stuck on the door?&lt;br /&gt;P.S. In case you are wondering, I got the door hangers from eBay and the yellow Australian sign is from Australia lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0093.jpg" alt="Bedroom view" width="461" height="614"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you first see when you enter the room. Told ya' my room is small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0095.jpg" alt="Bed" width="512" height="384"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed. I know my blanket doesn't match my room, and it is so NOT my pattern/colour at all! But my mom bought it all the way from China last time and since it keeps me warm at night and it is pretty comfortable, well, what more can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my blanket is always not made properly like that shown in the picture. This is a catalogue view, and of course they must look good, musn't they? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0096.jpg" alt="View above bed" width="256" height="192"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above my bed. Nothing much, except for a few hangups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0097.jpg" alt="Big cupboards!" width="231" height="307"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall, gigantic cupboards that touches the ceiling of my room. They completely take up  half the walls in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/th_IMG_0098.jpg" alt="Desk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what is located to the left of my bed. This desk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/th_IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tall shelf above the desk, with lots of thingamajigs. Click on the pictures to view FULL SIZE. (So many things...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/IMG_0102.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/th_IMG_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the bookshelf by the door, filled with nothing but school books! (Bottom shelf is taken up by bags - not obvious) I keep my novels and other books in another room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that is my bedroom! It's nothing much, really, and it's really small. Even my bed is not "long" enough. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't take pictures of what's inside the cupboards and drawers as they are seriously messy. =P And nothing to see, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm, yeah. So what do you guys think? ;) And I know, Vol'jin and Mushroom, I know you won't like them, so I'll be expecting things like "ZOMGZ" or even worse...the G- word! :P. I need to prepare myself mentally for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. That's that for this blog post. Until then, see you later. And thanks for tagging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116843754101717884?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116843754101717884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116843754101717884' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116843754101717884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116843754101717884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-room.html' title='My Room'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116825954931352851</id><published>2007-01-08T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:49:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/dubai.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys think I'm weird for blogging such a weird topic, but just now, I happened to stumble upon this site through forums. And I have one word to describe it:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai is such a beautiful, so forward and so neo-modern city! In fact, the image of Dubai matches the image of my dream city! Tall skycrapers shooting up to touch the ceiling of the sky, superb public transportations (rail transport!!!), many buildings tightly compacted in a small area, beautiful city environment, the bustling of city life! Traffic, cacophonies of the city, pedestrians, gridlocked roads and the situation of getting oneself lost in such a big, big city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH! I sooo want to live there! Or at least make a visit to there. It's so exciting. I remember seeing the advertisement of the Asian Games in Doha on television while I was in Miri. My goodness, I was really taken aback by the sheer modernism of Dubai itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: must go before I die (!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link to this site is of course &lt;a href="http://dubai.isnuts.googlepages.com.nyud.net:8090/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Prepare to be amazed by one of the world's most beautiful city in the world and marvel at the wondrous architecture. Most of the picture's there are artists' impression but will soon be a reality in the next couple of years. And that IS fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fell off my chair seeing those pictures. I really want to immerse myself into that city's busy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to imagine that this city popped up and developed rapidly in a desert. This does indeed tells us something: Anything is possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116825954931352851?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116825954931352851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116825954931352851' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116825954931352851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116825954931352851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/dubai.html' title='Dubai'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116817468517266866</id><published>2007-01-07T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T14:07:47.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging, I Guess</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I know I haven't been blogging much lately because well, nothing interesting has happened as of late. Things have been going on pretty slowly and I fear that once school begins, my life will become one hectic rush and the Olympics of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe the Olympics thing is just one big exaggeration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my memory doesn't fail me, this is what has been going on in my recent sedentary life: my eyes falling in love with the PC monitor and the pages of novels that I bought in Australia. If you guys are looking for a good read and you can only buy one book, I recommend For One More Day, by Mitch Albom. This novel, like all of Mitch Albom's, is very life-enriching. The story talks about a guy whose life has hit rock-bottom and attempts to commit suicide. He was drunk-driving and landed himself in a bad accident. And on his verge of death, he met his mom who was already dead. And from there, he spends a day with his mother who showed him that there is more to life. Very good book! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I'm not a fantastic reviewer but take my word for it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides reading, I played and tried a game NOT related to Sims! My eBay career, on the other hand, has hit rock bottom. Until Brunei PayPal accounts can receive money, I won't be selling things. Of course, I will still shop lar! Hey, the things there are so much better than the over-rated The Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what else. Oh yeah, two days ago, Steven and I went to catch "Night at the Museum" which was showing at, where else, The Mall! But before that, we had lunch at Excapade Sushi (thanks Kim for bringing the family there). The food was great, as usual. And I tried eating sushi for the first time! And its taste still tingles at my tastebud. Ugh, it gave me the goosebumps just trying to imagine it's weird taste and soft, squishy texture! I shall stay away from orange sushis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night at the Museum. The show was AWESOME! The comedy was never-ending and it doesn't tire at all! I guarantee you will be laughing all the way &lt;strike&gt;to the bank&lt;/strike&gt; to the end! And the twists in the movie were truly unexpected and welcomed! Remember the T-Rex you saw at the trailer? Yep, he did something so shocking it made us all laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Steven, sorry if I laughed out too loud yea? :P Couldn't control it lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie does teach you a couple of prominent facts in history. So it's pretty educational as well in some parts. Like Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt, the American President helped built the Panama canal and is an enthusiast in history himself. And Attila the Hun likes to rip people's muscles off! The language he speaks is too funny! And the Chinese came to America during America's Gold Rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one scene which I think is the most funniest of all in the whole movie. It went something like this (not exactly):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacajawea, the Native American lady) looks at the snow with tyre tracks.&lt;br /&gt;Larry (the main actor): Do you know where the truck has headed?&lt;br /&gt;Sacajawea: (looks closely at the ground and studies the wind) The truck went (can't remember where) and it went east.&lt;br /&gt;Larry: (frowns intently) You're good! How did you know?&lt;br /&gt;Sacajawea points at the corner in front of them where the truck stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID LAHHH!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus other very hilarious scenes. And what do I learn from this movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: Never underestimate old men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! You have to watch the movie to know what I mean! SO GO WATCH, PEOPLE, BEFORE IT DOESN'T SHOW ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one movie that is worth every single cent of my &lt;strike&gt;$2.50&lt;/strike&gt; $5.00 (thanks to Steven for pointing out my pricing error!) and 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to watch more funnies! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's basically what I have done. That explains why I don't go online so often nowadays. And I want to apologise to my frequent readers; Vol'jin, Kim, Jim, Steven for constantly keeping this site alive and active through tagging and commenting and also, to be disappointed with the lack of blog posts when you guys come here each and every single day. So sorry! It's just that, there isn't anything blog-worthy that happens in life nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to go. I need to catch up on my reading &lt;strike&gt;and homework, zoinks&lt;/strike&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116817468517266866?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116817468517266866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116817468517266866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116817468517266866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116817468517266866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-blogging-i-guess.html' title='Back to Blogging, I Guess'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116779530364594218</id><published>2007-01-03T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T22:51:08.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eBay problems - I Need Advice</title><content type='html'>If you work in Brunei Postal Service Department, please, I really need your confirmation on how much is it to send a 300g small packet to Canada. I was told that it costs $36!!! And if is sent by parcel, the same weight, shipped by surface mail, I know it cost $15.90, but it takes 3 months &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; to arrive there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, even the books I order from Amazon.com isn't that expensive to be shipped here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, so my $8.00 book will be worth $44 when it gets there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to tell my buyer? Opt for the cheaper shipping price and wait for the book to arrive? Or tell him to settle on the more exorbitant shipping costs, and the item might arrive there in...less than a month or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm screwed. I'm sorry to even began selling internationally. I'd much rather be a buyer from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia and Singapore Posts offer cheaper costs. Malaysia is just RM 21.40, while Singapore offers a cheap price of just $10+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I can imagine how the invoice would look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book - US$4.26&lt;br /&gt;Shipping costs - US$24.00 &lt;-- HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must think I'm a scammer. I'm not surprised if he decides to back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to tell him to be patient. 3 months isn't very long now... IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice from friends, eBay-ers and Brunei postmen please! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADD&lt;/b&gt;: Great! I've just found out the buyer can't send the money to my PayPal account? Why? I only realise (he told me, and I also checked out PayPal help) that Brunei accounts can only send money. So that means I can't receive any money AT ALL! Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't really ask my brother's girlfriend as well; she won't be home tomorrow until a long time. Fat chance seeing her online at this hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do. Somehow, I feel sorry that I began selling now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116779530364594218?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116779530364594218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116779530364594218' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116779530364594218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116779530364594218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2007/01/ebay-problems-i-need-advice.html' title='eBay problems - I Need Advice'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116758106661665056</id><published>2006-12-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:04:26.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year post~</title><content type='html'>Ho ho ho, it is officially, well according to Brunei's clocks anyways, 12.00 AM, which means it is the dawn of a new year, 2007~! Just gonna make this a short post, happy new year to everyone and anyone out there. Connection is limited now as im on brunet, so yea. Happy New Year once again to everyone. May all your wishes come true, and I look forward to a good year with everyone. Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116758106661665056?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116758106661665056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116758106661665056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116758106661665056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116758106661665056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-year-post.html' title='New year post~'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-116758052256935393</id><published>2006-12-31T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:55:22.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2007</title><content type='html'>Dear kawan-kawan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It is only a week later, then I blog the New Year's Eve blog posts. So sorry. I have been neglecting this blog recently, and I am truly sorry. Next year, it won't happen again. I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough chit-chat. I got to go count down to 2007 with my family soon. Well, I guess it's time to wish you guys a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007! Better health and finance (LOL!) to my readers and my friends. It really is great knowing you! Thanks for coming into my life! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT TO GO! SEE YOU ALL IN THE NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116758052256935393?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116758052256935393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116758052256935393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116758052256935393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116758052256935393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year-2007.html' title='Happy New Year 2007'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116701789337988320</id><published>2006-12-25T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T11:38:13.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"You better watch out&lt;br /&gt;You better not cry&lt;br /&gt;You better not pout&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you why&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus is coming to town!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horray! It's Christmas! Yahoo! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly overjoyed. Because we got to do one of the most important elements of Christmas. Exchanging gifts at the stroke of midnight before my family and I leave for Brunei at 4 freaking a.m.! I'm really happy and glad that my family enjoyed the gifts I gave them. I felt like crying tears of joy. And my presents are pretty nifty too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy to the world, the Christmas spirit's in the air. Yip yip yip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did I spend my Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: At the airline dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness, today's flight is so full and so small! It's not the big Airbus, this is the tiny one you get when you fly to K.K. (I think). There's no personal TV (Noo!) and of course, it's so difficult to get up and go to the toilet, especially when you have to say excuse me to two people and you struggle to get up and go to the toilet. It's really crammed. There's one narrow aisle, and 3 seats on each side of the aisle. Goodness. Worse still, we were sitting behind the very back again. Yes, people, the one next to the toilet at the back, and unfortunately they were the only 2 toilets available for Economy passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks more that I have very little appetite to eat up the inflight mee. It wasn't so bad, just that I'm so full and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do on the day before Christmas? We did last minute shopping and we packed, and oh! We dined at a wonderful Francais restaurant. O la la! And the course is AWESOME! &lt;i&gt;Magnifique! Marvelleoux? Oui!&lt;/i&gt; (Pardon my French, I chin chai say one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love Christmas! Too bad we can't do anything today except to sleep off the day and recover on Boxing Day. It's really weird that we have to take some really early morning flight, and on Christmas again. But the flights after Christmas till all the way to January are fully packed, despite my mom making an early booking on October. It's crazy. According to my mom, three quarter of the passengers are transiting from Perth to London via Brunei, since it's much more cheaper than Qantas directly flying them to London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen an airport brimming with activity at 2 a.m.! And people are like they're so full of vigour and energy! *scratches head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about that, so what exactly was I up to in Perth until I was so busy I couldn't really come online and blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe I went to Melbourne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! For 10 days! That explains my inactivity for quite some time. Half the trip was really fun, the other half is just so-so or dead BORING! I'll explain more when I feel like blogging, or rather chronicling my trip. Hmmm, let's just say I've been to all the places that &lt;a href="http://fireflysmiles.blogspot.com"&gt;Jia Yean&lt;/a&gt; had been to except the Great Ocean Road. Thanks for blogging about it, at least I had the vague idea of where we were supposed to go in Melbourne. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I noticed that this year I have done lots and lots of shopping. I definitely got a fresh new wardrobe (which is totally wonderful!) and I bought 14 books. 14!!! I cannot believe I bought so many until I got carried away. I'm so happy that Perth recently has got this big bookstore in Hay Street (I think) that has dwarfed Angus &amp; Robertson and Dymocks. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com"&gt;Borders&lt;/a&gt; and OH MY GOSH, the bookstore is so big, it has dedicated about 20-40 wall-sized bookshelves just for Fictions! And that doesn't include Romance, Criminal Fiction, Science Fiction etc. It's crazy, it's every bibliomaniac's dream come true! And oh my gosh, it has allocated so many chairs around the store just for you to sit down and read (for one whole day even, no one really bothers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the very great feature about this bookstore is that it has terminals scattering throughout the store where you can search for a particular book that you want to look for. IT'S SO COOL! I wish Brunei's bookstores are like that. Well, at least where books aren't wrapped in some weird plastic covers to what...prevent people from reading them? o.O And you get no privacy if you spend 3 hours reading a book there. You get shooed off. And the variety here is so little as well now that I had seen this mega-bookstore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I still have many books to unpack and shelf them. Man, how and where am I going to shelf them? My bookshelves are already full, disorganized and overflowing. And I have got so many books to read. Great! This will fill my reading record for three years, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I shall stop here for now. I'll blog more whenever possible, updating you guys on the trip to Melbourne and K.K. (it's so long overdue -.-"). I shall waste no more of your Christmas time. Now go out, and celebrate the festivity that has brought people closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I wish you a Merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a Merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a Merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! =) "&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116701789337988320?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116701789337988320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116701789337988320' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116701789337988320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116701789337988320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116677140724962130</id><published>2006-12-22T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:10:07.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho ho ho..once again</title><content type='html'>In hopes of keeping the site alive, here i am posting again. Well it seems that over the past few days, the internet connection here in Brunei has been well, crap. I'm pretty sure i wasn't the only one experiencing it, most others were as well. Msn especially was the worst, took the whole afternoon just to log in, and msgs are hardly delivered and/or received. But it seems to be a little better by now, don't know, best not to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, if i am not mistaken, tonight (22nd Dec), theres some Chinese traditional festival/occasion going on, *Guo Dong* or *Winter Solstice* or something like that, a time where Chinese back then celebrated the passing of winter. At least i THINK thats what it was for. Kinda like Chinese Christmas? Lol. No idea. What i do know is during that time, theres always this dish thats prepared. Some floured dough rolled into the shape of spherifical dumplings and drenched in sugar syrup and boiled. Some are usually coloured, with artifial colourings of course, to give some colour. Okay thats rather obvious but yes. Seems its also cooked with salt to give it a salty overall taste and so its like soup? Never tried it, though i think i'll stick to the sweet kind. Will be celebrating back at my grandparents tonight, and i've already received my share of the sweet dumplings earlier. Express service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, theres just Christmas, but nothing much is gonna happen. Most probably gonna have a quiet family steamboat at home just to acknowledge the occasion, but knowing my mom shes just gonna invite a bunch of relatives over. Well, theres always the PC. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for now. Going off. Still got a buncha homework to finish up -_- Ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116677140724962130?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116677140724962130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116677140724962130' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116677140724962130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116677140724962130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/ho-ho-hoonce-again.html' title='Ho ho ho..once again'/><author><name>Steven</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116521053137192112</id><published>2006-12-04T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:35:31.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho ho ho.</title><content type='html'>Well now, its been a while, might as well just update this place for a bit. Its already December which means schools gonna start in what, Feb, which is around two months away, or less? Whole holiday has been rather so-so, nothing much happens anyways. Everyone leaves for holiday etc etc. Only stuff worth mentioning was the recent Prom/Senior's Night for all the sas form 4/5s. Sorta graduation night for the form 5s, but the form 4s were allowed to go as well, for the right price that is. $35!? Not really worth the cost in my opinion..food wasn't all that great. Most of the cash goes into the rental of the place so i guess it can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the thing was not bad i guess, if you were a form 5. Everything started off with some presentation dance by the seniors. Then the MC gives some talk, then everyone goes to eat. After that was just basically, well more dancing. Just sat and watched though, didn't dance at all. No one girl there to dance with anyways. lol. Just about 90% of the people there were form 5s, except for a few of us and Miss Ong + Miss Lorene. Throughout the night we just talked mostly. I looked like some salesman in the outfit i wore, complete with a tie and all. Good thing I aint posting any pics, cause I don't have any worth posting. Everything ended at around 11, and that was basically it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to mention for now. Got a few birthdays coming up, Christmas too. And before we know it, its gonna be 2007 already. Its been a rather fast year. Well, just got to keep moving forward! Advanced Christmas + Happy New Year to all whoever i don't get to wish, since i doubt I'll be updating any time soon. Thats about it for now. Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116521053137192112?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116521053137192112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116521053137192112' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116521053137192112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116521053137192112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho ho ho.'/><author><name>Steven</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116515148798176360</id><published>2006-12-03T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:11:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTN: All Mobile Phone Users!</title><content type='html'>THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW YOUR CELLPHONE COULD DO... *&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things that can be done in times of grave emergencies. *&lt;br /&gt;Your mobile phone can actually be a life saver or an emergency tool for&lt;br /&gt;survival. Check out the things that you can do with it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I*&lt;br /&gt;* The Emergency Number worldwide for **Mobile** is 112.&lt;br /&gt;* If you find yourself out of coverage area of your mobile network and there&lt;br /&gt;is an emergency, dial 112 and the mobile will search any existing network to&lt;br /&gt;establish the emergency number for you, and interestingly this number 112&lt;br /&gt;can&lt;br /&gt;be dialed even if the keypad is locked. **Try it out.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*II*&lt;br /&gt;* Subject: Have you locked your keys in the car? Does you car have remote&lt;br /&gt;keys?*&lt;br /&gt;This may come in handy someday. Good reason to own a cell phone:&lt;br /&gt;If you lock your keys in the car and the spare keys are at home, call&lt;br /&gt;someone&lt;br /&gt;at home on their cell phone from your cell phone. *&lt;br /&gt;Hold your cell phone about a foot from your car door and have the person at&lt;br /&gt;your home press the unlock button, holding it near the mobile phone on their&lt;br /&gt;end. Your car will unlock.* Saves someone from having to drive your keys to&lt;br /&gt;you. Distance is no object. You could be hundreds of miles away, and if you&lt;br /&gt;can reach someone who has the other "remote" for your car, you can unlock&lt;br /&gt;the doors (or the trunk). *&lt;br /&gt;Editor's Note:* *It works fine! We tried it out and it unlocked our car over&lt;br /&gt;a cell phone!"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*III* *&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hidden** **Battery** power*&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your cell battery is* **very low* , you are expecting an*&lt;br /&gt;**important&lt;br /&gt;call* and you don't have a charger.* **Nokia instrument comes with a reserve&lt;br /&gt;* *battery.* To activate, press the keys* ***3370#* Your cell will restart&lt;br /&gt;with this reserve and the instrument will show a* **50%* increase in&lt;br /&gt;battery. This reserve will get charged when you charge your cell next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*IV* *&lt;br /&gt;How to disable a STOLEN mobile phone?*&lt;br /&gt;To check your Mobile phone's serial number, key in the following digits on&lt;br /&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;phone: *&lt;br /&gt;* # 0 6 #* *&lt;br /&gt;A 15 digit code will appear on the screen. This number is unique to your&lt;br /&gt;handset. Write it down and keep it somewhere safe. when your phone get&lt;br /&gt;stolen, you can phone your service provider and give them this code. They&lt;br /&gt;will then be able to block your handset so even if the thief changes the SIM&lt;br /&gt;card, your phone will be totally useless.*&lt;br /&gt;You probably won't get your phone back, but at least you know that&lt;br /&gt;whoever stole&lt;br /&gt;it can't use/sell it either.&lt;br /&gt;If everybody does this, there would be no point in people stealing mobile&lt;br /&gt;phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Please spread this useful information around...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Luisa Jie Jie for sending this to me =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116515148798176360?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116515148798176360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116515148798176360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116515148798176360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116515148798176360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/attn-all-mobile-phone-users.html' title='ATTN: All Mobile Phone Users!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116515140726803938</id><published>2006-12-03T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:10:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Removing Gallstones Naturally</title><content type='html'>This is interesting, I don't know whether it really works or not though. Thanks again to Luisa Jie Jie for forwarding me this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Sharing here the easy-to-do-at-home gall bladder cleansing:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;REMOVING GALLSTONES NATURALLY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;by Dr Lai Chiu-Nan&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;It has worked for many. If it works for you please pass on the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Chiu Nan is not charging for it, so we should make it free for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Your reward is when someone, through your word of mouth, benefits from the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;regime. Gallstones may not be everyone's concern. But they should be&lt;br /&gt;&gt;because we all have them. Moreover, gallstones may lead to cancer. "Cancer&lt;br /&gt;&gt;is never the first illness," Chiu Nan points out. "Usually, there are a lot&lt;br /&gt;&gt;of other problems leading to cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;In my research in China, I came across some materials which say that people&lt;br /&gt;&gt;with cancer usually have stones. We all have gallstones. It's a matter of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;big or small, many or few.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;One of the symptoms of gallstones is a feeling of bloatedness after a heavy&lt;br /&gt;&gt;meal. You feel like you can't digest the food. If it gets more serious, you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;feel pain in the liver area." So if you think you have gallstones, Chiu Nan&lt;br /&gt;&gt;offers the following method to remove them naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The treatment is also good for those with a weak liver, because the liver&lt;br /&gt;&gt;and gallbladder are closely linked.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Regimen:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1. For the first five days, take four glasses of apple juice every day. Or&lt;br /&gt;&gt;eat four or five apples, whichever you prefer. Apple juice softens the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;gallstones. During the five days, eat normally.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;2. On the sixth day, take no dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;3. At 6 PM, take a teaspoon of Epsom salt (magnesium sulphate) with a glass&lt;br /&gt;&gt;of warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;4. At 8 PM, repeat the same. Magnesium sulphate opens the gallbladder&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ducts.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;5. At 10 PM, take half cup olive oil (or sesame oil) with half cup fresh&lt;br /&gt;&gt;lemon juice. Mix it well and drink it. The oil lubricates the stones to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ease their passage.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The next morning, you will find green stones in your stools. "Usually they&lt;br /&gt;&gt;float," Chiu Nan notes. "You might want to count them. I have had people&lt;br /&gt;&gt;who passes 40, 50 or up to 100 stones. Very many."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;"Even if you don't have any symptoms of gallstones, you still might have&lt;br /&gt;&gt;some. It's always good to give your gall bladder a clean-up now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;PASS THIS AND YOU MAY HELP OTHERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116515140726803938?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116515140726803938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116515140726803938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116515140726803938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116515140726803938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/removing-gallstones-naturally.html' title='Removing Gallstones Naturally'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116515003930647786</id><published>2006-12-03T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:47:19.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Relievers</title><content type='html'>As promised, Fwd: mails as blog posts for your entertainment. Thanks to Luisa Jie Jie for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever #1&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Wife : You always carry my photo in your handbag to the office. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Hubby : When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; picture and the problem disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Wife : You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Hubby : Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, "What other problem&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; can there be greater than this one?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 2&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Girl: When we get married, I want to share all your worries, troubles&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; lighten your burden.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Boy: It's very kind of you, darling, But I don't have any worries or&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Girl: Well that's because we aren't married yet.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 3&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Son: Mom, when I was on the bus with Dad this morning, he told me to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; give up my seat to a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Mom: Well, you have done the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Son: But mum, I was sitting on daddy's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 4&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Wife to husband: "What's your excuse for coming home at this time of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; night?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Husband to wife: "Golfing with friends, my dear."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Wife to husband: "What? At 2 am?!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Husband to wife: "Yes, We used night clubs."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 5&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Father to son after exam: "let me see your report card."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Son: "My friend just borrowed it. He wants to scare his parents."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 6&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; A teacher asked her class for sentences using the word "beans"..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; My father grows beans," said one student.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "My father cooks beans," said another.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Then little Johnny spoke up: "We are all human beans."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 7&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Interviewer to Millionaire: "To whom do you owe your success as a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; millionaire to?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Millionaire: "I owe everything to my wife."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Interviewer: "Wow, she must be some woman. What were you before you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;married&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; her?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Millionaire: "A Billionaire"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 8&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; The guy replies: Thanks for the warning.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 9&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; A husband was asked: Do you talk to your wife after sex?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; He replied: Depends, if I can find a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 10&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Man to wife on wedding night: Are you sure I'm the first man you are&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; sleeping with?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Wife replied: Of course honey, I stayed awake with all the others!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 11&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Why did they stop printing PAMELA ANDERSON stamps in the U.S. ?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Answer: Because people started licking the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 12&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;A wife asked her husband: What do you like most in me - my pretty face or&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; sexy body?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;He looked at her from head to toe and replied: I like your sense of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;humour.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Stress Reliever # 13&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Doctor to his lady patient: You look terribly weak and exhausted! Are&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; you having your meals three times a day as I have advised?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Lady replied: Doctor, I thought you said three males a day.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; _________________________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116515003930647786?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116515003930647786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116515003930647786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116515003930647786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116515003930647786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/stress-relievers.html' title='Stress Relievers'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116511738479555260</id><published>2006-12-03T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T11:51:15.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry!</title><content type='html'>This blog post is as requested by my few taggers who constantly nagged me for a blog post; Kim, Jim, Vol'jin... Thank you guys for helping to keep this site alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I guess I owe an explanation as to why I wasn't online these days. Mostly, I have playing my Sims game all the time. It was fun, of course (naturally) but I am so going to get Pets when I get to Australia, by hook or by crook, and probably Glamour Life. Did you know I saw a Pets expansion sold in Hua Ho Yayasan? I so wanted to buy man, if not for the extravagant price: $50. I can buy it $10 cheaper at EB Store in Perth. Okay, I think I better change the subject now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I have no interesting topic to talk about now. Oh boy... KK blogs will be up pretty soon asap when I find time to use my brother's PC in Australia. I post up more FWD: mails blog posts later in the afternoon to entertain you guys. I see you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Can a &lt;span title="*coughstevencough*"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;certain someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; please help update this blog as well? I really appreciate it if you do! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116511738479555260?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116511738479555260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116511738479555260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116511738479555260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116511738479555260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116417216713015020</id><published>2006-11-22T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T11:57:09.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Report Book says...</title><content type='html'>EDIT: 3-12-2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got third in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's gasp! *GASP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 6 years of staying stationary to 2nd position, I finally let my guard down. And off I tumble to the ground (well, not really) and claim the empty spot of the guy who snatched away my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall drown in sorrow and collect buckets of my tears. Boo-hoo-hoo! And probably after that, I jump off IBB building in Bandar. Because I got third. OH THE AGONY! How the academic institution have driven me insane, mad and utterly depressed and rejected. Goodbye world! Goodbye everyone! I miss you all, take good care of yourselves yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I was only kidding. *gives nasty grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously. I'm not so depressed over the drop in my position. It's not THAT bad. I'm actually so much more better at handling this news now compared to last time, when I can throw my tantrum these sort of things. Now's not so terrible. I'm a mature person now, and I'm going to handle things in a mature way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of anticipated it anyway, since my efforts made in studying were considered less than that of previous time's. Somehow, I got distracted this term. So I deserve to get third. But the news got me by surprise though, because I really do not &lt;STRIKE&gt;want&lt;/STRIKE&gt;expect my anticipation to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRIKE&gt;Anyway, seems like Jim's leading with point something something difference in marks. So it was a really close race. He got higher in Maths, that was what Mrs. Shafee told me, hence the lead. Tonight, I shall go out to Jaya and buy a dartboard. I shall photoshop Jim's face and make it look "clowny" and throw the darts at him, and laugh maniacally when the darts hit his face! Mwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm evil! Very evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even dare do such things. That's really mean, you know, seeing he has done nothing &lt;STRIKE&gt;except kicking my arse&lt;/STRIKE&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder who got Number 1. If you got Number 1, and you are reading this, please tag at my tagboard with your name so that I know who you are. And do some things to you too :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through some of my papers just now. My Biology papers were the most hilarious! I was laughing at my answers, and how ridiculously easy the model answers were, and how mega-short the essay answers are compared to my pages of writing. Makes me feel so =.=".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to extend my sincere congratulations to Mushroom for beating Gay Man. Hahhahaha...&lt;/STRIKE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I shall enjoy my holidays in a state of euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDENDUM: It wasn't Mushroom who got 2nd. It was Nathaniel. Mushroom got 4th. I was told the wrong info, lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116417216713015020?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116417216713015020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116417216713015020' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116417216713015020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116417216713015020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-report-book-says.html' title='And the Report Book says...'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116352066540871186</id><published>2006-11-15T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:11:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of the Sabah Trip - Day 3</title><content type='html'>Yep, it's Day 3 now. But I first would like to apologise for this late blog post. It was supposed to be done this evening, but somehow I managed to pull my brother away from his Maple Story game and we both played Monopoly. It was fun! Hahaha, we tried bankrupting each other with hotel rents. Because I possess more hotels and he landed on them more, I was the victor and nearly the loser. His Mayfair houses nearly killed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to Day 3. I woke up to the sound of a really nasty alarm ringtone of Cikgu Bronie's handphone. (He was my roomie, along with Tze Yan and Alex at that time) It was terribly noisy I tell you but fortunately it rang for about a minute. So I got up, brushed my teeth, washed my hair and off we go down the many flights of stairs carrying our baggages to the restaurant there near the Gunung Emas treetop cabins. Talk about &lt;STRIKE&gt;morning exercise&lt;/STRIKE&gt; the agony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense Jia Yee, but I sort of expected you to have really messy hair and big black bags under your eyes since I thought you had a restless sleep that night, but thank goodness you were able to sleep through the night and look normal! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered breakfast there. I ate a chicken pao which Alex didn't really want to eat. The Form 1 girls did not ordered breakfast as they feared the food there was dirty, since Maria had a stomachache the last night after eating the food there. Poor them. I wonder how they got the energy to trek through the forest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was eating, Cikgu Amelly tried to show me the big grasshopper clinging at her shirt. I was trying to pinpoint what she tried to show me and scanned the area high and low until I gave a gasp when I saw the hideous grasshopper. The ones sitting on my table gave an expression which was something like this: -.-"! Nai Kiat tried to grab hold of the grasshopper's tail and toyed with it with fascination. Alex passed an unnecessary remark, saying he wanted to squash that thing. Hey, the grasshopper did nothing to you la, kill it for what? Very inhumane, which ironically was his typical characteristic :P. Yes, yes, I know, be crass! *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We departed the place later at 8 something and we headed to a Rafflesia Centre (I don't know the name). Surprisingly and not surprisingly, the place was closed when we first arrived there. Luckily, a car came and the staff helped us to open the gate and then called the forest ranger to guide us into the jungle there later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our purpose there was of course, to seek for the biggest (and probably the stinkiest too, at least that's what I read) flower in the world, Rafflesia by going into the jungle near there. Do you know this flower was first discovered by Sir Stamford Raffles, and the flower was named after him? We explored the small Rafflesia museum while waiting for the guide. He came later and told us that the jungle which we're going to hike has leeches. The ones with short pants cringe, those wearing slippers went "Eeek" and the rest went "Illl!". I was scared (why should I lie that I wasn't? Lol!) too, and I shudder at the thought of having a leech bit me. Those brown slimy annelid that crawl up your leg and suck your blood. They are probably from which Vlad Dracula and vampires evolved from! I'm not going to let some bloodthirsty creature crawl up my skin, puncture my skin and suck the living blood out of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of groans and moans from us, we hesitantly made our way into the jungle. We thought it was alright, since there was a concrete paveway but that was just the beginning. As the guide swung open the creaking gate, lo and behold lies the jungle that holds lots of secrets, and leeches. Someone said, "Eee! I'm scared! I don't want to go in anymore!" Well, like it or not, all of us have to since we came THAT far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we trekked our way down and up. The initial journey was pretty okay, if not easier than the cross-country at Bukit Shahbandar. Little did we know what was in store for us. I wish I can stare at the green jewels hanging from the branches and admire the emerald canopy, but I was too busy looking at the path at where I was going and also walking as fast as possible to prevent the stinking leeches from crawling up my feet and bite me. I was really glad that I chose to wear shoes and long pants for the trip (I actually didn't expect we're going into the jungle), but that wasn't enough to keep my mind in peace. I don't know who told me this, but one of my friends told me that leeches can still crawl up your shoes and under the pants "sleeve" and savour your tasty blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sabah_trip/P1000279.jpg" ALT="Pretty jungle" ALIGN="RIGHT" HEIGHT="400" WIDTH="300"&gt;While hiking in the jungle, I took the opportunity to snap pictures of sunlight filtering through the leafy canopy, down to create a curtain of mysterious light near the undergrowth. I think that makes one heck of an amazing panorama that gives the forest such beauty and mystery. Snap, snap, and I got this one. I quickly moved away from my stationery pose to prevent leeches from crawling up my skin and also not to block the human traffic behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the picture below too. Somewhere while hiking, I looked up and saw this. Of course, make hay while the sun shines, so SNAP! I took this. It's amazing! See how the sun peeks in between the circular gap of the canopy? Isn't it pretty? Of course it is! Say yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sabah_trip/P1000280.jpg" ALT="Ring of light above trees" HEIGHT="225" WIDTH="300" STYLE="float: clear; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked, walked and walked. Not many words passed among us. We just followed the leader, who was the guide, and Tze Yan. Suddenly, there came a scream! Everybody panicked. Which leech claim which victim? The answer: Cikgu Amelly! She was reacting somewhat like, "Ahhh! Ada leech di kaki sayaaaaaaaa! Aaaaah!" I think Alex laughed at her. Wow, I couldn't imagine my own BM teacher having a fear of leeches since she was the head of Adventure Club, surely a leech is nothing? She, or someone else, quickly took it off from her and she let Alex and Maria go in front of her for "protection" I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, came another horrendous scream again, this time from Eileen. I was shocked again. It happened so fast twice in a row, and I thought Eileen was pretty brave? Well, she's not so when it comes to leeches. And yea, she screamed. Hahaha! We told her to remove it, but she didn't want to since she afraid of the pain and also she was afraid that it would infect her wound. So she decided to let that thing cling onto her until it's full which it will let go automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we reached a pondok and Cikgu Amelly quickly sat down and inspect her wound. She ushered us to go first. I stood around worrying for no apparent reason and when I saw some leaving, I followed suit. Little did I know that she won't be following us AT ALL, leaving us all out in the jungle alone with the guide while she rested at the pondok the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the pondok, the terrain of the forest floor became more difficult, more slippery &lt;STRIKE&gt;and more deadly with more leeches&lt;/STRIKE&gt;. It was worse than I imagined, that one at Bukit Shahbandar was just pffft compared to this one! It was the worse walk I ever experienced. Climbing up fallen tree trunks, holding onto thin trees for support and touching green moss and algae! It was really disgusting too! For this journey, I avoided touching anything that looks like a green carpet! I nearly slipped and fell a couple of times. Lilian made things worse by holding onto my backpack, and her push or pull nearly made me fall. It was scary really. The forest got a bit darker and more sinister and you can actually hear weird insect voices and cries from the forests. I was thinking to myself, "Why can't this be some big giant Hollywood set? At least I know everything will be fake!" But it's not. It's the real deal, a wild jungle out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I realised I wasn't born a Tarzan, but a weak and pathetic city guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shrugged and I moved on, carefully stepping on roots that somehow formed natural steps, avoiding slippery muddy ground and of course leeches. Eileen's one was still stuck on her, and she made a small cry, "Why are you still stuck on me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but somehow I fared much more better at that time than others. Not to be a show off or anything. Lol. So we walked and trekked and hiked and by this time, I was starting to be a little tired. I was wondering when I will get to see the big one! Then suddenly, there came a shout and then a cry. It was definitely Jia Hui's signature shout. I didn't know what happened back there as I was already way in front; probably a leech bit her or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a stretch of very narrow path that was really slippery, difficult to manoeuvre about and without much trees and vegetation to hold onto for support. And that was when the scariest thing happened in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH MY GOSH! ALEX!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few of us who were way ahead of others gasped when Alex, our dear Alex, actually SLIPPING DOWN THE SLIPPERY RAVINE and nearly got swallowed by the forest down below. IT WAS FREAKING SCARY I TELL YOU. I was not ready to witness a death happening to one of my friends. There's still a lot in life for him to go through. To put it bluntly, it was scary shit and so many thoughts crossed my mind. Most of them very pessimistic ones, but at times of danger like that, anything could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOODNESS he managed to grip his hands on the steep ground and was sort of hanging there. Nai Kiat quickly came to the rescue! He put out his hand, Alex grabbed on it and he heaved him up while Eileen was sort of "the support". That was really a close one. Thank God he was still alive and in one piece even though he had scratches and some wounds. I think he was pretty badly shaken though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told each other to be careful even though we knew we have to be. Fortunately the rest of the hike was pretty much okay, but the terrain deep inside the jungle was really getting too difficult and challenging as well as slippery. It was quite dark too, and leeches harboured everywhere. It was scary I tell you, and I asked myself whether we are already there or not. Speaking of leeches, Alex who quickly recovered from the accident kept on saying that he wanted leeches to suck on his wound or something. He says they have some "health benefits" or something I cannot remember. But he did say earlier in the journey that leeches aren't poisonous and won't do much harm. They suck and go, it's their way of life. I doubted him and I did some research online on Wikipedia. Turns out he was right. Still, scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in front of my slowed to a halt and didn't move for quite some time. I stomped my feet on the ground hoping that leeches won't crawl up my shoe up my leg. I asked in an annoyed tone, "What happened? Why you stop?" Then the guide pointed to me the Rafflesia on the ground. I was like "There?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really shocked beyond words because the Rafflesia I see certainly didn't match the giant ones I envisioned. They were REALLY small for a big flower. And I felt that I have been cheated and bluffed and lied to horribly. I quickly shoved these thoughts back to my head and tried to forget about them, but someone said we should stop there because the rest are still lagging behind and didn't think they could make it so far anymore. So we stopped there to see the 3 small Rafflesias. It was A MAJOR DISAPPOINTMENT. We came all the way, to see 3 small and not so fabulous Rafflesias? Forget it, I can go to Google Image Search and right-click and save pictures of Rafflesias the search results gave me, photoshop it to make it look like I have took it in a real forest and host 100000000s of them online! It makes it so not worth it at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, the Rafflesias! They may seem big, but in reality it's smaller than you think! I took pictures of their close-ups. Enjoy, because it's not easy to trek all the way into the Borneon jungle and just take pictures of Rafflesia which isn't so big after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sabah_trip/1163516882.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it an insult if you say the Googled Rafflesias look much better and more professional =\.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we made a U-turn and have to suffer through the really difficult terrain. This time, I crouched often and grip my hands on the soil, roots, rocks and green carpets as well as thin tree trunks. I didn't care about how dirty I was about to be, all I want was to see civilization! Besides, the dirtier I look, the better. At least I can testify with credibility that I ACTUALLY trekked through the jungle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends and I went back up to the pondok much much later and we decided to take a short break. I can't remember what or why, but instinctively my pulled my pants "sleeve" up with my shaking and trembling hands. I actually wondered during the whole journey why I was so lucky not to get bitten by a leech. HA! Turns out I wasn't so lucky after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shrieked with a very high-pitched voice! And my glasses fogged up and my vision blurred! I tell you, I actually experience a near-fainting spell. I could feel myself getting really light-headed and really dazed. I stared at the big, fat and utterly stupid brown ICKY creature that was having its bloody good time sucking the blood out from near my knee. I was stupified I tell you. I cannot believe I succumbed to a leech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my scream, why oh why does it have to hit the soprano range! I hate puberty for missing out on my voice box. At least deepen my voice fully la, not alang alang! Can't believe it man. Not only was I really scared, I was embarrassed as hell and my face was probably burning red hot. And I perspired a lot. And Cikgu Amelly was insulting me. Ughhhh... I really feel so paiseh I tell you. Words cannot describe how I feel. And Alex was laughing at me! -.-" And they say my scream was pretty loud too. Why must I born with such a big mouth?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, is all I can say!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stared and stared at the thing that's sucking my blood away from me. I didn't even give permission to donate my blood to some jungle worm! All that blood...slurping down to waste. More and more people converged. I was breathing sort of heavily and didn't slowed my breathing until Cikgu Bronie came. Jia Hui took the opportunity to take a picture of the nasty thing with my leg. Hey, that leech was pretty big I tell you. It's big, brown and FAT! And it curls itself up in a U-shape. *shudders* I can even feel it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, I never remembered feeling it crawling and biting me. Seems like it released some form of anaesthetic when it bit me. In fact, I felt nothing at all when the fat ugly creature sucked my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cikgu Bronie came and I asked for his help seeing he smokes and brings a pack of cigarette along with him. I think he knew what I wanted him to do. He lit his cigarette and placed it near the leech but I withdrew. I didn't fancy experiencing the pain! I hesitated for a couple of times till I am ready to let him do his job. He poked the cigarette butt at the leech's body and the leech wriggle and crawled on my sock and leg and I, well, screamed again lor! And shook my leg pretty hard, struggling to fling that beast away from me. And when I couldn't find it, I panicked. I was already imagining that thing crawling up my legs into my...you-know-what. It's really creepy okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness the leech dropped on the floor and after some time looking for it, Cikgu Bronie found it and he stepped on it and blood, MY BLOOD,  spurted out from its body. Talk about a waste of blood. I could have donated it to the blood bank. The blood was dark red though. And the wound keep on leaking blood since the leech release some sort of anti-clotting agent to prevent blood clotting. The wound took some time to clot and I find it annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of the fiasco. After everything was alright, Mr Bronie went to Eileen who had another leech clinging near the same spot the other leech was clinging on (which had already fallen off). She refused his help, instead saying that the leech will drop off by itself when it's full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus ends the big fiasco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they made a big joke of how I reacted, especially Cikgu Amelly. It lasted for the rest of the trip. -.-" Har-har-har!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we then went back and me being more cautious this time ensuring that no more leech bites me again. So I overtook a lot of people who was already tired this time and soon I found myself walking alone in the woods. Somehow, I followed my instinct of following the trail of dead leaves. It was scary walking alone, and I regretted abandoning them. So I walked and walked while muttering a prayer under my breath. I huffed and puffed and drank water and huffed and puffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling very scared when the trail was blocked by a clump of dead tree branches, and I retraced back my steps. Then I realised I was right on track and went back again as I recognised the two dark spiny things on the forest ground which Maria pointed out to Cikgu Amelly earlier. And I went back and I saw again the dead branches that was blocking my path. Sensing that I missed another not so obvious detour, I looked around more carefully and spotted one. I followed it and thank goodness I got to the other side. I said a thank you prayer and quickly went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My path was then blocked by some tree trunks and I have to climbed over them (and I don't remember doing so). I got to the other side anyway. I had a weird feeling that I was lost again, but I shrugged off and continued because somehow I knew I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally sighted Eileen, Jia Hui and Nai Kiat who were quite lost and boy, was I more than relieved to see them. Jia Hui asked me about a certain landmark which she don't remember seeing, but I did, and so led the way. And we walked and walked and finally we reached the gate! Success! I was happy, happy, happy! I finally am out of the crazy jungle out there and I smiled when I saw buildings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked back and saw a few guys who got there earlier than us. As I ran out of water and was feeling thirsty, I asked them where to buy water and I received a not so nice response telling me they don't sell water there! Can you believe it? Don't the people working there need water to drink? So I sat at the stairs to the museum and scowled my face to wait for the rest to come so that we can go and get a drink. They came much much later and we left the place, probably never going there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sabah_trip/P1000289.jpg" ALT="The Survivors" HEIGHT="382" WIDTH="512"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us after seeking the Rafflesia. See how tired &lt;STRIKE&gt;and annoyed&lt;/STRIKE&gt; we were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the crazy jungle trek just to see some small Rafflesias? Nah, not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was a big thumbs down. It only made us tired and feeling very, very sasak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog about the rest of Day 3 tomorrow. It's getting late, and I need to sleep. Sigh~ And I haven't read much on INFORAMA. Maybe tomorrow? I see you guys later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116352066540871186?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116352066540871186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116352066540871186' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116352066540871186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116352066540871186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/chronicles-of-sabah-trip-day-3.html' title='Chronicles of the Sabah Trip - Day 3'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116351287603205762</id><published>2006-11-14T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:16.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Gary and Alex</title><content type='html'>Hey, you two! I managed to grab this picture in KK. Thanks to Alex for pointing that out! It's over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sabah_trip/P1000275.jpg" ALT="RAMLI EH!" HEIGHT="384" WIDTH="512"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAMLI EH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! In your face, Gandhis! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116351287603205762?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116351287603205762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116351287603205762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116351287603205762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116351287603205762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-gary-and-alex_14.html' title='For Gary and Alex'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116340196244646359</id><published>2006-11-13T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:12:42.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of the Sabah Trip - Day 2</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! We're now in Day 2 of the trip and basically, this whole day was mainly on rafting on the upper course of a river, somewhere near Kota Kinabalu. This place's roughly about an hour plus from the city. It's very good! I recommend everyone to go there when they go KK. I forgot the company name (so embarrassing!). I think it's Riverbug. And look for Ah Ming, one of the guides there. He was our rafting guide, and he's a funny guy. Hehehe =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery on the way was absolutely amazing. The interlocking spurs, the green mountains full of equatorial vegetation and the river with quite high velocity and dotted with rapids; it's absolutely breathtaking I tell you! I was like "Whoah!" and "Ooh!". Too bad I was feeling rather tired as I didn't got enough sleep the last night, so I was half drifting off and half admiring the view. Man, I should have taken out my camera and snapped some snapshots. Words alone cannot do the scenery justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus stopped near a primary 'kampung' school, which was weird. Then we realised we have to walked to the place which was on another turn. The road was not suitable for the bus to travel. So we walked to there on foot and I saw buffaloes for the first time in my entire life! I became less and less sakai as I saw more buffaloes during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we got into our respective rafts, we were briefed on the dos and don'ts: how to save oneself when falling into the water, how to position oneself on the raft, how to hold an oar, how to row the boat, what to do in the event of capsize etc. I just nod and nod my head while trying to regurgitate and store these information in my little head. I was too excited to begin our journey down the river. Then we put on a lifejacket and a helmet and I headed to a boat together with Cikgu Bronie, Eileen, Chia Chia, Jia Hui and our guide Ah Ming. As my bare feet stepped on the water, I couldn't help but shudder a little. Although it was cool, it was definitely refreshing, and I got used to it pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we set off, Ah Ming splashed us with water for reasons I don't know. Maybe it helps us to get used to the water? After that, he shouted the word "Forward!" and off we row the raft down the river. Waheyyy! My heart was beating really hard now and adrenaline rushed around my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we encountered our first rapids where the river velocity is higher than usual. In layman's term, it means that the river is fast flowing here. This is because the river bed drops a bit due to erosion by the river and blah blah blah. So yea, as the waves hit us, the boat went up and we screamed in happiness (LOL)! It was exhilarating for sure! It was scary at first, and I nearly lost my grip on my oar but everything was okay after that as we encounter more rapids along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures show what happens when we were cruising along the river. They were taken by other photographers stationed at various parts of the river bed. These pictures cost RM 50, I've bought it and showed it to you all for free. So you better appreciate it! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 520px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sabah_trip/1163397558.pbw" height="156" width="520"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Cikgu Amelly borrowed one from me so I can only show you guys 3. The last group photo was taken by Cikgu Amelly herself and it was distributed to us before we headed back to Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, we mainly rowed the oar and thank goodness we took quite a lot of breaks as well. It strains the muscle (okay, so I'm weak, NOT!) when one rows a lot. We relaxed at some parts when the water is calm and at rapids when the current pushes the raft forward without us rowing it. We rowed when the water is too calm and when the water currents are strong. The scenery along the river was absolutely majestic with high narrow bridges, mangrove trees, rainforest trees and more trees, and beautiful mountains filled with trees. You can say the greenery improved my eyesight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, our raft nearly capsized when it hit the rocks and I was really scared because I wasn't too sure what to do when it did. Eileen was very funny - she wanted the guide to purposely capsize the boat, while Jia Hui was quivering, saying "NO!". The guide was so funny too, he was trying to push Jia Hui to the river and she was like "NO! Don't!" In the end, he did, and Jia Hui fell and she cried (she really did!). Boy, the guide was so confused and he didn't know what to do. But he and Eileen lifted her up anyway and she cried for a few minutes before returning to normal. And Alex and the guys whose raft was behind us laughed at her! Lol! Funny lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the pictures above, you could see me leaning backwards a lot. I cannot believe the photographer was there and took a picture of us when I somehow was slipping back into the raft thanks to the water current. So stupid, I look so out! (In fact, I look very OUT in all of the photos =\) And it was embarrassing because I fell backwards into the raft instead of the water. Of all the places to fall. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a stretch of slow flowing river water, the guide ushered all of us to jump into the water and experience body rafting. Wow, it was simply amazing. I swam and stayed afloat. It was really a load of fun! Too bad we have to get in soon as there were rapids in front of us. I swam and climbed back to the boat with difficulty. The current pushed me further away from the boat when I actually wanted to swim back to the boat. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point of the river, it was 'raining'. There was a narrow bridge above us which was also carrying a pipe. We thought what that was and the guide told us it was toilet water. "EEEeeeeeee" was the sound I heard. Then the guys behind us were coming and they were like "Wooooo!" and "Yahayyy!". Then the guide told them it was toilet water. Well, I don't need to describe their response. But it was definitely funny! Thank goodness it was just a joke; it was actually clean piped water that burst out from the broken pipe. So sayang the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, there were also naval wars and battles. Not. We all took the opportunity of splashing each other with water with the oars and it was loads of fun! Everyone got really really wet and drenched. It was a funny sight =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw so much geography from this trip though. Classes on 'Upper Course of a River' flashed back before my very eyes as I remembered the different river terms and features. I saw rapids and even saw eddies! Wow! It was so cool! And tons of other stuffs which I forgot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, the journey down river was mostly rowing, relaxing and enjoying the scenery and talking with the guide a. The girls were mostly speaking to the guide in Chinese and poor Cikgu Bronie who couldn't really understand what they were bambling about. Poor him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After journeying down the river for 14 km, we stopped and we had a group photo. We then showered and then ate a scrumptious lunch buffet. After that we went back to our hotel, packed our stuffs and vamoose to Gunung Emas Treetop Cabin. 2 un-air-con buses took us there and we saw beautiful mountains with lush forest. Yes, I know it's boring to hear forest here, forest there. Then we went up so high we actually drove through low clouds (I didn't bother with their names). It was amazing. Alex wanted to catch clouds but he couldn't, because it's just air with water vapour. Boo! But he did so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived at a very cold Gunung Emas and we were flabbergasted when we saw our cabins high up in the mountain. Okay, it wasn't "so high up the mountains" but it's not very nice to climb up so many flights of stairs just to get to your freaking room. And so sad, I forgot to take a picture of the cabin but I try to describe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside our cabin were bunk beds and a double bed. I opted for a double bed because I wanted comfort that time when I sleep. =P In the middle of the room was part of a live tree trunk which was alive and has insects crawling on it as well as carvings on the trunk. I admit, it was pretty scary at first but I got used to it and didn't have much problems at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we climbed all the way down just to have dinner. There wasn't much variety of food served there though, it's like a kopitiam. It was cool, yes. And the waiters are sort of blur blur one. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we climbed all the way up and bummed at Eileen, Jia Hui and Chia Chia's cabin where we played 'Big 2' and I lost more than 5 times. Yes, Alex and Eileen, I still owe you guys a duck dance. Hahahaha! Let's forget about it, hmmm? They very smart, they took advantage of my losing streak and said that those who lost 5 times in a row (a.k.a. me) must do what the winners say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went to the Lilian, Jia Yi and Maria's cabin which was more dilapidated than the rest. Their toilet was in a sorry state as it was not only dirty, but infested with insects as well. Ill! Poor Jia Yi who cried because she was scared of the cabin as someone told her stories of the woods (Well, you know la). We talked to them about random stuffs and left their room against their will. They actually wanted me to sleep over there for security's sake and they were afraid of the insects but I rejected because I thought Cikgu Amelly wouldn't approve of it. &lt;STRIKE&gt;I was scared too to sleep there =P.&lt;/STRIKE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later at night, I heard that she saw a bee in a toilet (EEee!) and she went to the other guys toilet to use. Then somehow, they complicated things and thought she saw apparitions so they told Cikgu Amelly about it. Then she told Nai Kiat and Aston to sleep over their cabin but then Jia Yi said she wasn't scared anymore and yea, they left their cabin. Ask Lilian for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Day 2. Day 3 coming tomorrow, so keep watch. If you guys (nudges Lilian) are interested to see all the pictures I took in the trip and want to save them, you can go &lt;A HREF="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sabah_trip/"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. While I was typing this half-way, my computer restarted unexpectedly. I was really in anguish because I thought I've lost them all. Thank goodness Firefox can restore my session, and everything I typed was still there. Thank you Firefox. I wouldn't know what to do if I used Internet Explorer instead. I would cuss and swear again =\.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I provided more space to see your typed out tags and provided a link to the site's Cbox itself in case the tagboard fails to load (which usually does).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116340196244646359?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116340196244646359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116340196244646359' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116340196244646359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116340196244646359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/chronicles-of-sabah-trip-day-2.html' title='Chronicles of the Sabah Trip - Day 2'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116334077929147421</id><published>2006-11-12T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:14:29.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help?</title><content type='html'>My computer keeps hanging while surfing the Internet with Firefox, my PC lags, Cbox sucks and connection lags sometimes. But the main thing is the hanging part. I never face it when I used my old motherboard. Can anyone help me please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116334077929147421?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116334077929147421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116334077929147421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116334077929147421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116334077929147421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/help.html' title='Help?'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116330828803126594</id><published>2006-11-12T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:52:08.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of the Sabah Trip - Day 1</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! I'm finally back in Brunei after 4 long endearing but very enjoyable days in Sabah. The trip was pretty exhilarating and fun! So without further ado, let me begin with Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a telephone ring. Cikgu Amelly called me to say that we are only to be at the ferry terminal at about 7.40 am, not 7 am. I was kind of annoyed since she told me and the others only last minute and I could have woke up later. But at least she called before I left the house. So I spent the time using my PC and going online for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with the rest of the people in the ferry terminal at about 7.45 am and we waited for Cikgu Amelly and Cikgu Bronie to come before departing Brunei. 13 students joined the excursion and they are: me, Alex, Tze Yan (sp?), Daniel, Nai Kiat, Edwin, Kheng Aik, Jia Hui, Eileen, Chia Chia, Lilian, Jia Yi and Maria. Most are Form 4, the last 3 girls are Form 1 and Tze Yan's in Primary 5. We set off for Labuan at 8-something am. The boat ride was pretty uneventful, sort of. I stared at the scenery outside for the first part of the trip and then read &lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/Historian-Elizabeth-Kostova/dp/0316011770/sr=1-1/qid=1163330837/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-3654402-4324042?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;The Historian&lt;/A&gt; while talking to new friends who are in the excursion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] Removed angry musings, added more story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we arrived at the renovated international ferry terminal in Labuan (big improvement lar!), we went to get some refreshments before heading to Labuan Airport. And my goodness, the airport was really stuffy and hot! It was undergoing renovation, so there wasn't any air-con at the check-in area. It was made worse when we had to wait for so long for the security officer to come and scan our luggage. Must he have his coffee break at that time and make us suffer in a hot furnace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we checked in the 23 baggages (most of them were donations for the orphanage). Jia Hui did something funny at that time. She stood behind a super tall white guy and asked Cikgu Amelly to take a picture of her without the guy's knowledge. Jia Hui said she wanted to remember how short she is compared to that really tall dude. I think he was about 2-3 heads taller than her! So funny la! And after she took the picture, Jia Hui was about to walk away when the guy turned around. Hahaha! Close one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder how they managed to stretch a 15-minute long flight to more or less 1 hour. Here's what happened. We're supposed to catch a train but then since the train's schedule was not 'ngam', the plans for the train has been changed, or rather terbalik-ted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of that, Cikgu Amelly decided that we should fly from Labuan to KK. Our flight was supposed to be at 11.30 am but we only got in like...10 minutes later? We tried to squeeze ourselves through the narrow aisle and sat in our respective seats. Guess what? The plane didn't budge for 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the plane took off much later and before we're flying properly, the seatbelt lights switched off and the announcement said the refreshments will be served shortly. Before I even got my hands on the peanuts, the plane was already starting to descend. Daniel who was sitting next to me was like, "So fast?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I even finished my peanuts and juice, the seatbelt lights came back on, and the announcement said we were about to land soon. After that, we soon landed at Kota Kinabalu rather bumpily. I forgot to tell you that the take off was more or less similar. In other words, the pilot was bad. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this happened within the span of 15 minutes. The check-in and check-out took about nearly 1 hour. This is how they stretch the aeroplane's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time, I actually used the stairs to get out from the plane instead of the aerobridge. It's really cool but it's sad that there wasn't any read carpet. I want the red carpet! Hahaha... And the stairs is the aluminium flooring thingy. Definitely wasn't the stairs I have envisioned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, the taxi took us to Asia City Hotel (I hope the name's correct). It sounds fancy and I expected a 5-star hotel, but my anticipation turned into a disappointment when I saw the small hotel in a block on shops - something like the Brunei Hotel, except much smaller. The lobby was really small, but thank goodness the hotel rooms were really okay. At least it wasn't that dirty or smelly or poor in quality. Like your average 3 star hotel if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my room-mates were Alex and Tze Yan and they were pretty much my roomies for the rest of the trip. So we kicked off and relaxed there. And then prank-calling the girls for fun. It was funny really. So stupid, I can't believe I actually did it with Alex and Tze Yan! Just like how the other councillors trip during the KK trip last June. Loads of fun! Oh yeah, we also moved around rooms to 'disturb' them. Just like what Mable and Jordine did, except we didn't talk dirty =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down later to have a late lunch and after that did our shopping in a shopping complex (the same place we went to shop during the KK trip; we used taxi to go there, not the one near the hotel). So yea, we walked and shopped around. But we went to the arcade first before doing our shopping (naturally). I didn't buy much there, except that I bought a novel called &lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/Life-Pi-Yann-Martel/dp/0156027321/sr=1-1/qid=1163337592/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-3654402-4324042?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;The Life of Pi&lt;/A&gt; which according to Amazon.com rankings is pretty high up. So thinking it was good, I bought it. The shopping was pretty boring. Nothing much to buy. The things sold there aren't appaling (except for books!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime later at night (I think), we were about to disturb the Form 1 girls when we met a ROFL Jia Hui, a giggling Eileen and Chia Chia. The two men who were standing at the elevator door were shocked when they saw them and slowly backed away. So funny la, they thought they were crazy! Tze Yan and I asked them what happened and it seems like they lost their keys to their room. Well, not actually lost, but here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen took out the key with a big key-chain which was a big plastic key from a switch and left the room. I don't exactly know what happened (ask Eileen for clarification) but she decided to go back to the room. Then a funny thing happened. She used the big key chain and tried to open to the door and was surprised that she couldn't open to door! Hahahaha! Then she realised it was the key chain she was holding and then tried to use the key but she couldn't find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it dawned on her that the key must have somehow dropped in their room when she took it out from the switch. And so they cannot go in and they decided to look for Cikgu Amelly, who wasn't in at that time. We then told them to look for the receptionist. (They were still laughing very hard! Aiya, you can imagine la!) The receptionist was very amused to hear their story and she helped them to open the door la. And they were still laughing about it! Hahahahahahah, funnny larrr!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, my roomies and I went to the Form 1 girls' room and watch CSI: Miami. WOW, the show was so cool man! I cannot believe that I actually enjoyed it. I thought  it was one of those boring mystery shows that are too pedantic. I was wrong! Thank goodness Alex persuaded and recommended the show to me. After the show, we went back to our rooms to watch another episode of CSI: Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was banished to the floor when I slept later. I definitely cannot and don't want to squeeze myself in between Alex and the little tyke Tze Yan. It was a double bed. So I volunteered to sleep on the floor. Bad idea. Not surprisingly, the floor was really hard, harder than my bed (which is considered quite hard) and way uncomfortable. In fact, it didn't felt like bed at all! Duh! I have to bear the rough carpeting. I even resorted to using the hotel towel as a "bedsheet" and steal one pillow from Cikgu Amelly who slept alone, but then she invited her niece over to sleep with her. Hehehehe! I wonder where her niece gets her pillow from. Whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't got a good night's sleep though. I was basically waking up at almost every hour, due to the cold air-con and also the uncomfortable state I was in. It was really really cold (to most of you, it was not really). Sigh~ I woke up pretty early at 5 and decided to take a shower at 6. I didn't get quality sleep. And can you believe the Form 1 girls prank called us so early in the morning at 7? So jobless and hyper la they all so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is basically Day 1. I will tell more stories on this trip very soon tomorrow. Let's hope I've got the mood to do it. Pictures will also be up soon. That's all for today, I'll blog more tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Can anyone suggest new tagboards or some other form of "chatboxes"? I HAVE loads of difficulty in loading people's Cboxes, including mine and I can always tag not more than 3 or 4. So sad la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116330828803126594?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116330828803126594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116330828803126594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116330828803126594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116330828803126594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/chronicles-of-sabah-trip-day-1.html' title='Chronicles of the Sabah Trip - Day 1'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116271241620639318</id><published>2006-11-05T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T18:16:17.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember remember the fifth of November?</title><content type='html'>Lol, only reason I'm even here posting is cause of the famous quote in the title. Those who've watch the movie would know, and for those who haven't, tough luck. Its from V for Vendetta btw. Thanks to Shim for reminding or rather, make me realize today was that day. Nothing special actually, just thought it would deserve a post of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since I'm posting might as well just talk about the Muara beach outing since Shim wants me to. Arrived at school around 7.45 maybe? Give or take. Usual routine, get there, talk talk, and wait for the bus to arrive. Quite a number turned up and the bus wasn't enough to fit everyone, so some had to tumpang some of the teacher's cars. So soon the bus came, got in, and headed off. The clock in the bus was like, 1 hour behind? so when it was 8 it showed 7 o.o  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there, got off. Everyone settled down and were given time off to do what you want. We weren't allowed to enter the water but some did anyways. I just, stood and observed, what everyone else was doing. Seems there were a bunch of form 2s there as well, brought by Mrs Simmonds i think. There was some mini-football field there, so could see people playing around. Also got some other small field where it was turned into a rugby arena.. how fun. More or less everyone did what normal people do at beaches. Victor actually brought two fishing rods and was trying half the morning to fish, but erm, put bluntly, he fails. lol. Some people were building sandcastles, some were collecting seashells, flying kites, playing volleyball i think, saw ball, no see net, or just plain sitting down and enjoying bliss. I did mostly the last option, but yea not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 10 Mr Loh gathered us all and gave some brief explanations on waves, and gave some formula about it, which i was sure i would forget by the next day, which i really did, so i won't know and so i cant post it up. Something about frequency equals period times lamna or something O.O Don't ask, i don't know. Basically he didn't even take 5 mins to explain, and we were all dismissed and allowed to do what we want again. So, times goes by, an by 12 bus was here, everyone gathered, cleaned up, got in, got home. Oh and during the bus ride, Mr Loh was singing some Malay/Indonesia song, bout some country guy and city girl liking each other but could never be together cause of differences. It was, interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was about it for the beach outing. Towards the evening, went to Jason(Lew)'s house for barbecue. Mostly just with the guys along with a few girls, simple barbecue, nothing much. Twas fun, though towards the night it began to rain so the barbecue had to come to a halt, but at least we had all eaten already by then. After dinner, we played a rather interesting game. Simple, yet entertaining, and it kept us occupied for pretty much the rest of the night. Game was called "I'd never..", brought up by Gary. Basically everyone in the game has a drink, someone starts a statement with I'd never.. and continues it, and whoever has actually done what the person said, has to own up and take a drink. So...imagine all the bizarre and retarded, mostly perverted, questions, that could possibly be known to man, being questioned among us. And actually having some of us admitting to some of the things being asked that night, was rather, -insert desired adjective here-&lt;insert&gt; But it was still fun nonetheless. Left soon after since my car had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a good day yesterday, and had that really been the fifth of november, it would've been a day to remember, but it wasn't so whatever. I must be really bored having typed out all this, and so are you all having read it. I shall stop for now. Good day.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116271241620639318?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116271241620639318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116271241620639318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116271241620639318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116271241620639318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/remember-remember-fifth-of-november.html' title='Remember remember the fifth of November?'/><author><name>Steven</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116270736591213065</id><published>2006-11-05T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:16:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Did Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Before I begin, I want to show you guys this fabulous message forwarded by Luisa Jie Jie. Thanks =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/cid_09a701c6ecd3163b2fb06501a8c0use.jpg" ALT="As I Mature"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a very good one. I especially like the 2nd and 5th point. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yesterday I wasn't as lucky as you guys to go to Muara Beach and have your share your fun there, while I was stuck along with 4 other people in a very cold AVA Room in a school miles away from the beach. It's so unfair la. I really missed out a lot of fun you guys must had. Man, so sad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there for the INFORAMA Grand Final Quiz "rehearsal", and apparently we're going to have 3 more rehearsals this 2 weeks before the real deal on 18th. Depressing. And I hate the what..."buzzer round". My reactions terlalu lambat. Bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much over there, just see the people trying to solve some technical and some other difficulty. And yea, get to the front and do some quiz. It's all really boring really, compared to you lots of guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, bleh and more blehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous! But thank goodness tomorrow's schedule is still kept intact. I'm going to the cinema for a movie marathon yahoo! But can anyone give me more details about it, i.e. what time we are supposed to be in school/cinema, where's the meeting place, what to wear, and what time it ends. Tell me through the comments field or tagboard. Thanks a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116270736591213065?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116270736591213065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116270736591213065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116270736591213065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116270736591213065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-i-did-yesterday.html' title='What I Did Yesterday'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116252704080764213</id><published>2006-11-03T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T12:16:23.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White and Nerdy?</title><content type='html'>Has anyone heard this song before? I find it seriously hilarious, especially the music video. When I first saw it on Youtube, I thought it was a pun, stereotyping nerds and etc. But it is really funny! I never laughed at songs before! Wow! It's kind of insulting la, but it's not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when Krystal FM aired this song on radio twice already. I was like, you mean this is actually a real song that is new? I never liked rap songs. I've to make this one an exception (the music is not bad, and the lyrics are just totally hilarious). And apparently, both my little brother and I love this song. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GkhMcyuYroA"&gt;White and Nerdy on Youtube&lt;/a&gt;, or on Krystal FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I really don't know why, but the first person that comes into my mind when listening to this song is...Bill Gates?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116252704080764213?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116252704080764213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116252704080764213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116252704080764213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116252704080764213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/white-and-nerdy.html' title='White and Nerdy?'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116236621531179135</id><published>2006-11-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:30:15.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the first of November!</title><content type='html'>I really couldn't believe I was able to wake up early this morning, like about half past seven. I got everything ready and I headed off to someplace where I will pursue the academic knowledge. Yes, I actually went back to school for discussion on Computer Project. Miss Mary snatched me and decided to train both me and Jia Yean for the upcoming Inforama Finals. Oh well, so much for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened over there. And part of the school was &lt;STRIKE&gt;banged into pieces&lt;/STRIKE&gt; demolished for renovation. The place was really noisy, but thank goodness the noise did not penetrate the Conference Hall. Most of the teachers are there doing some rearrangement and whatever they fancied. Sigh~ Apparently, Miss Mary and some Primary teacher decided to photoshop the participants' photos, including yours truly. Man, I seriously do not need a makeover now, and it's like they gave me free plastic surgery. I didn't want to see how they messed up my photo though, I feel very self-conscious and embarrassed! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through we decided to call it quits. I then returned back to class while Jia Yean went home. Thank goodness Mr. Eric gave them a long break, at least I can bum around. Hahahahaha! I was being bored and hyper. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1, I went for piano replacement class. It was okay, and I managed to pull off my B piece pretty well. Hehehe... After I stepped out of my class, I saw someone taking a puff at the stairs, probably he came from Netcom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was aghasted and deeply surprised to hear a familiar voice calling my name. "Hi @#$$^$@#$%@$@#^#$%@#," was my reply, but I don't want to say no more. I cannot believe this guy from our class was there taking a puff or so. Man, I pening kepala from all the confusion. Even my brother was asking me, "You KNOW that guy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he will cut off this nefarious habit asap. Sighhh =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, once again! &lt;STRIKE&gt;I'm torn into pieces, can't deny it... (A song)&lt;/STRIKE&gt; Blogging once more. What an interesting day for me. And November is going to be a rather &lt;I&gt;occupying&lt;/I&gt; month for me. No more Sims 2 24/7 that's for sure, it's time to enjoy life per se. Horray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116236621531179135?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116236621531179135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116236621531179135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116236621531179135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116236621531179135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-first-of-november.html' title='It&apos;s the first of November!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116227784619160680</id><published>2006-10-31T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T14:57:26.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He got owned!</title><content type='html'>br0kenrabbit says:&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg_ValveOLS says:&lt;br /&gt;good evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;br0kenrabbit says:&lt;br /&gt;What's ip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;br0kenrabbit says:&lt;br /&gt;up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg_ValveOLS says:&lt;br /&gt;my name is greg a member of the valve online Support team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;br0kenrabbit says:&lt;br /&gt;On MSN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg_ValveOLS says:&lt;br /&gt;yes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;br0kenrabbit says:&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg_ValveOLS says:&lt;br /&gt;we logged multiple ips from your account and ned to verifi your information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;br0kenrabbit says:&lt;br /&gt;My information?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the full thing &lt;a href="http://futuremark.com/forum/showthread.php?t=23914&amp;amp;highlight"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116227784619160680?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116227784619160680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116227784619160680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116227784619160680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116227784619160680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/he-got-owned.html' title='He got owned!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116222809978346368</id><published>2006-10-31T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:08:19.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In times of boredom..</title><content type='html'>So....like....i've been staring into blank space for the past 10 minutes thinking of what to write here.  Its 12 Am now but whatever, still early, lol. Guess I'll just write about how the holidays had been, seeing as there isn't much of anything else to write about. Lets see now..holidays began around..one and a half weeks ago? Ever since then its all been all fun and games, to the point that even those had become boring. Nothing interesting seems to happen anymore now. Such a sad life i lead o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, asides from those, during the course of the holiday, I've went and caught two movies, The Prestige and Open Season. First one was quite good actually. Bout magicians back in the 1900's, rivalry for domination as best, and the story drags on. Open Season was, so so. Standard movie, enjoyable, fills the criteria for E-rated and Comedy, nothing more. Could've been better if it had more depth and content though. Still fun nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on as usual. Its been boring. I should get a job, rather than loafing around the house all day, mostly around the computer but thats not the point. Seems some of my friends had gone or are going to get jobs.  Such hardworking people lol. But nahh, just gonna enjoy the rest of the holidays while i still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, gonna have to go to school on Weds, for some Computer Project classes of some sort, have to wake up early. Then the 4th and 6th for some school excursions. Wonder if I'll even be going.. I'll just worry about that some other time. Then theres the *party* for seniors, which i am supposedly in charge of along with Shim, and i feel like just cancelling it if i could, lazy to do it but whatever. Also theres the Prom/Senior's/Graduation night coming up towards the end of November, which is *supposedly* for seniors only. What's really gonna happen, i know not. Bought a ticket so i guess I'll be going. Let's hope I didn't just waste 35 dollars which could have been better spent elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I'm still stuck in Brunei, with nowhere else to go. Only time I'll ever even possibly be leaving would have to be in December towards Christmas, but i could be wrong so who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, i think I've spent about an hour typing such a short passage, which most would probably just finish reading in 1-2 mins max. Sad case. And if not wrong, today is supposedly Halloween? So I'll just wish a Happy Halloween to all. I shall leave you all with this post. Longest one I've remembered ever typing out in a really long time, so hopefully i won't have to update anytime soon lol. Its nothing compared to most others but hey i do what i do. Until next time~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116222809978346368?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116222809978346368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116222809978346368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116222809978346368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116222809978346368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-times-of-boredom.html' title='In times of boredom..'/><author><name>Steven</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116221104713163660</id><published>2006-10-30T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:24:07.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Replies by a Naive Kid</title><content type='html'>Thanks so much to Luisa Jie Jie who forwarded me this awesome mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first-grade teacher, Ms Neelam (Age 28 ) was having trouble with one of her students the teacher asked,"Boy what is your problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy. answered, "I'm too smart for the first-grade.My sister is in the third-grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the third-grade too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam had enough. She took boy to the principal's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While boy waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal&lt;br /&gt;told Ms Neelam he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the first-grade and behave.She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "9".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "36".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade should know. The principal looks at Ms Neelam and tells her, "I think boy can go to the third-grade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam says to the principal, "I have some of my own questions. Can I ask him ?" The principal and boy, both agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy... after a moment "Legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Nee lam: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "Pockets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Coconut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer, boy was taking charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Shake hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: Now I will ask some "Who am I" sort of questions, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up. I get wet before you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Principal was looking restless, a bit tense and took one large Patiala Vodka peg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Wedding Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow me, you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Arrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means lot of heat and excitement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Firetruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' &amp; if u don’t get it u have to use your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Fork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What is it that all men have one of it's longer on some men than on others, the pope doesn't use his and a man gives it to his wife after they're married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Surname&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: What part of the man has no bone but has muscles, has lots of veins, like pumping, &amp;amp; is responsible for making love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher: "Send this boy to College, I got the last ten questions wrong myself!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116221104713163660?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116221104713163660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116221104713163660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116221104713163660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116221104713163660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/smart-replies-by-naive-kid.html' title='Smart Replies by a Naive Kid'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116160186895778652</id><published>2006-10-23T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:54:44.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Blog</title><content type='html'>I have just came back from Gadong after getting the Sims 2 CDs I lent to my brother's girlfriend's sister a long time ago. I didn't know my whole hard disk was going to get reformatted when a new motherboard was installed. Sigh~ It took me quite some time to restore back at least most of the programs and data that was originally stored in my PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the whole installation of Sims 2 (&lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/about/index_ts2.php"&gt;base&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/about/ep1_index.php"&gt;University&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/about/ep2_index.php"&gt;Nightlife&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/about/ep3_index.php"&gt;Open for Business&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/about/sp1_index.php"&gt;Family Fun&lt;/A&gt;) goes well, but somehow I'm rather pessimistic about the outcome. Like just now, when I first went to her house, apparantly no one was home yet so I went to Jaya and buy bakery products. And my goodness, the whole Gadong was practically congested. Tip from me: Please save yourselves the trouble and don't go Gadong for this whole week. The traffic jam is insane I tell you. Unfortunately, it's the only shopping haven in Brunei (besides Bandar and Kiulap). I was sulking practically the whole time in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's the festive season but I really cannot stand long traffic jam. It's a test of patience I tell you, and I failed miserably. And throngs of people flooded Jaya to do some last minute shopping :O (Reminds me of Christmas in Perth...). I saw a lady who bought like 5 cartons of soft drinks, and the salesman was helping to put all those cartons at the back of the car. Wow, so banyak leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending nearly an hour in the car and shopping, I went back to get the CDs. Somehow, intuition told me that something bad has happened to my CDs, and I can't believe it actually was true. Sheepishly, my brother's girlfriend's little sister told me that she lost my Sims 2 base CD. Naturally, being a Sims addict I am, I was fuming! Sheepishly, she gave me a "new" Sims 2 base DVD. I was shocked and terribly euphoric that she went the trouble to buy a replacement for me, so how can I scold her? *grin* Thank goodness she still has my Sims 2 University. Too bad she lost the manual though. Hai~ But I didn't care already because as long as the CDs are in my safe hands and the fact that she didn't really destroy it; that's more important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily I went home. I didn't realise how fast time passed while inside the car on my way back home. The end? Not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do some serious installation which takes a while. And now, I'm in the midst of installing Sims 2 University as well as downloading Sims 2 - Family Fun Stuff Pack online with EA downloader, and it's going to take like 2 hours and 30 minutes! Goodness la =O. How to play like that?! So long! So I'm going to stay up late whole night just to enjoy playing Sims 2 while savouring the good graphics and cinematics =D that will be offered by this fantastic game. Play it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to get my hands on &lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/about/sp2_index.php"&gt;Glamour Life&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/about/ep4_index.php"&gt;Pets&lt;/A&gt; later. It's a must. I don't even need to add them to my Christmas wish list *snicker*. I simply must get them asap, but not now. I have to play until I get bored of the current game, then only will I get my hands on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers, I salute you if you have managed to endure your way through the very "Simsistical" paragraphs above. So do I always Sim all the time? No, of course not! Like they say, variety is the spice of life. So besides playing Sims, I also &lt;strike&gt;study for next year's GCE O Levels&lt;/strike&gt;. Yea right! Ugh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to abuse this 3 months of holidays by having an intimate relationship with computers and books. And probably TV. Let's see; besides Simming, I also go online and going to random forums as well as chatting. The list is endless. Oh, and Sims isn't the only game I play! I also play &lt;a href="http://www.2kgames.com/civ4/home.htm"&gt;Civilization IV&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turn-based_strategy"&gt;turn-based strategy game&lt;/a&gt;. It's okay I guess. I'm much more comfortable with this than &lt;a href="www.ageofempires3.com"&gt;Age of Empires III&lt;/a&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is okay la. It's pretty good I'll say! But, I really suck at strategy games like these. -.-" My micromanagement skills border terrifying. It's ironic that I'm a pseudo-perfectionist and a very organised person. Lol! I'm even worse with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Real-time_strategy"&gt;real-time&lt;/a&gt;, my brain simply cannot quickly regurgitate and process whatever thing is going on at that split second. Oh, did I mention I panic too fast? And when I panic, my mind goes blank and I start to do silly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why strategy games are unsuitable to me. I've read some &lt;a href="http://forums.civfanatics.com"&gt;strategy guides&lt;/a&gt; for Civilization IV though, and I'm baffled at what they are trying to convey. In the end, I never even apply what I learn and resorted back to using my own methods. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get my bum off my chair once in a while and do some exercise to keep fit also. It's really unhealthy to use my computer all the time. Bad/Hazardous for health. The only exercise I do is walk to toilet/go down and eat. Sad, huh? But I can't help it. The attractions of my PC, how can anyone stand the sight of his/her PC beckoning the owner to come use it? Simply irresistable! But one of my main things I want to achieve this holidays is to keep fit, not add extra pounds to my belly. And I'm a terribly soft person. Cannot. Must be strong, or at least be fit la! Lol! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have you guys been doing so far for your holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is pretty boring and uneventful. The games just add the spice to it. Without them, you'll already see me staying online like the whole day in MSN Messenger nudging a random person to chat with me. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, the downloads are really taking a long time... I'm excited (I'm using &lt;a href="http://download.ea.com"&gt;EA Downloader&lt;/a&gt;)! Can't wait to play my Sims! Maybe I should stop here. I don't want to keep you guys reading this and wasting your precious holiday time over some really long blog. Sorry! And of course, have loads of fun! &lt;strike&gt;Because next year is going to be a really stressful one&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To fellow Muslims, Selamat Hari Raya/&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eid_al_fitr"&gt;Happy Eid ul-Fitr&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Wow, I must be so desperate to pass time, I added links to like almost everything of interest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games I'm playing now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesims2.ea.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sims2.gif" alt="The Sims 2" border=0 /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.2kgames.com/civ4/home.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/civ4.gif" alt="Civilization IV" border=0 /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT @ 8.47pm] Sims 2 have finally been installed. Now it's time for me to enjoy! Yahooo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116160186895778652?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116160186895778652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116160186895778652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116160186895778652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116160186895778652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/holiday-blog.html' title='Holiday Blog'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116142119713408516</id><published>2006-10-22T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T19:45:41.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Rules of Manliness</title><content type='html'>...by Vol'jin, and requested by Vol'jin! So here it is and hopefully, my memory doesn't fail me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be crass!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be emo!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be cruel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listen to Metallica/metal music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat babies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116142119713408516?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116142119713408516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116142119713408516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116142119713408516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116142119713408516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-rules-of-manliness.html' title='5 Rules of Manliness'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116125557870240085</id><published>2006-10-19T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:59:38.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it ends..</title><content type='html'>What seemed like the longest two weeks of my life had just ended. Maybe it really was or maybe it was just me, but it sure feels good to have that over and done with. Just got back and finished dinner, and now it is freedom for 3 months, sort of. Year sure passed by fast, seriously, but what the heck. Will find time to update the blog, if i feel like it. For now, Ill leave you with this. Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116125557870240085?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116125557870240085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116125557870240085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116125557870240085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116125557870240085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-so-it-ends.html' title='And so it ends..'/><author><name>Steven</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-6659567.post-116123822213739750</id><published>2006-10-19T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T14:10:22.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea-hoo!</title><content type='html'>2 weeks of sheer agony... Gone! Kapiissh! Never again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more late night studies, or should I say cramming? And now, I'm free to do whatever I like. I shall jump for joy! Too bad I sent my PC for an upgrade, so I'm using my little brother's PC to blog. When my PC comes back, I shall indulge in Sims once again in higher quality, just like the good ol' times. I can barely wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what should I do after that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, another 3 months of holiday. Hahahha! Have fun "suffering" guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116123822213739750?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116123822213739750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116123822213739750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116123822213739750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116123822213739750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/yea-hoo.html' title='Yea-hoo!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116031407159650312</id><published>2006-10-08T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:27:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaddaya noe?</title><content type='html'>The whole day, I was waiting for 7.30 pm to watch "Read It and Weep" on Disney Channel. I was having my dinner when all of a sudden, a few minutes before the show there was a blackout at my simpang. Fear gripped me. I don't know why, but I really dislike total darkness and gobbled by the dark vast space. It's really scary okay. And my brother didn't help much either. He suddenly went hyperactive for no reason at all. It's like he enjoyed the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, my maids managed to find a couple of torchlights here and there, and boy was I relieved. Fine, I'm a chicken. I have a really irrational phobia, but I can't help it. And that's why it's called "irrational".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I managed to overcome some of my fear, I became furious! Because I just missed that show I so looked forward to after waiting and seeing the advertisements for about 3 weeks. My luck was played and twisted cruelly by this unexpected blackout. Arghh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without much choice, I begrudgingly read my Chemistry with a flashlight. It was...a unique studying experience I suppose. Then I talked to my brother about some random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what happened a few minutes past nine? The electricity came back on -.-". Sheesh, I can't believe my guess was SO accurate. Right after the show again! By that time, the people who watched that show would already grin widely and gave their thumbs up, and here I am typing this whole miserable thing out and not knowing what even happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh! So annoying! I'm off to studying more chemistry and vent out my anger on coming up with some nonsensical equations and formulae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116031407159650312?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116031407159650312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116031407159650312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116031407159650312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116031407159650312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/whaddaya-noe.html' title='Whaddaya noe?'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116012876998097872</id><published>2006-10-06T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:59:29.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>Random post. Bored. As most may know, tomorrow dawns the era of our dreaded end of year exams, one which i had barely revised on, but whatever. Gonna be a long two weeks, and an even longer holiday once its over. People stress on exams, once its over, they got nothing to do. Happens all the time. Just here to wish everyone taking the exams good luck, all the best, and i shall see everyone in form 5 next year, myself included, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right,  almost forgot, today is supposed to be some mooncake festival day? Or something of the sort. No idea. Only knew cause im going out for dinner with relatives and such. Ah well. Have fun people, whoever celebrates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116012876998097872?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116012876998097872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116012876998097872' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116012876998097872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116012876998097872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>Steven</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-116010407451642425</id><published>2006-10-06T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:07:54.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of Exams</title><content type='html'>Only a day left before the inevitable comes. The dreaded exams. A two week marathon and everything will be over! =D And am too distracted many a times by my computer, which leads to procrastination and the vicious cycle repeats everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to burn the midnight oil all right. But I can't because I would end up falling asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm too excited about the post-exams period. Get Sims 2: Pets and play all day plus some other plans that I have made, plus various school excursions. Can't wait la! But first, I need to focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish everyone lots and lots of luck in your End of Year Exams, and may all of us pass with flying colours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-116010407451642425?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/116010407451642425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=116010407451642425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116010407451642425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/116010407451642425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/eve-of-exams.html' title='Eve of Exams'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115967127615942500</id><published>2006-10-01T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T10:54:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish me luck!</title><content type='html'>I'm so studying very very hard from today onwards until the end of exams. Starting at this very precise moment. And to Alex, I will post up the requested blog when I take my break (which hopefully, won't be a few minutes later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start off with Computer. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Previous blog deleted due to its whiny, angsty and depressing nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115967127615942500?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115967127615942500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115967127615942500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115967127615942500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115967127615942500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/10/wish-me-luck.html' title='Wish me luck!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115936183272464420</id><published>2006-09-27T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:57:12.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright!</title><content type='html'>So I just had my steamboat. And then comes the birthday cake! It really would be enthralling, but I expected it to be worse. It happens every year. My mom's constant nagging for perfectionism, and my dad's incessant photo-taking and slow movements *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would not happen again. Apparently I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest moment was the time when I was about to blow the cake. And guess what? I blew all the candles!!! =D Boy! I hope my wishes come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides a couple of goof-ups here and there which I tried to tolerate, the steamboat was alright and so was the cake. Yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115936183272464420?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115936183272464420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115936183272464420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115936183272464420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115936183272464420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/alright.html' title='Alright!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115935692694055048</id><published>2006-09-27T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:52:36.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstatic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/8th_birthday.gif" alt="Google's 8th Birthday! What a coincidence!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, birthday shoutouts to a few people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;namely, me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caroline, my "pseudo twin", born on same day, same month, same year and same place! Too bad she's older than me by a few hours!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avril Lavigne's (sp?) birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;Google.com&lt;/a&gt;! It's celebrating it's birthday today (I think). I was like, how come so special one? Hahaha... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I can't believe it! I'm already sixteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;16!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe time passes by so fast! It seems like yesterday that I'm still 15 (actually, I really was -.-). At first, I just could not accept the fact that I am about to age another year as there is still so much for me to do. But yea, looking back and reminiscing, so much have happened to me when I was 15 that it had so much so moulded me into a person who you see today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I getting a bit boring? Hahaha! Let's see what has happened! I try to sort these events in chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrated my 15th birthday in Thiam Hock restaurant! So it was pretty "attention grabbing"; my parents like let me blow out candles in my birthday cake in front of a packed restaurant =S. Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got 7A1s and 1B3 for PMB! Yay! I remembered reading Steven's email who told me the good news. I was overjoyed when I saw the 7A1s, but gasped when I saw my B3 (it was Malay by the way). Still, it was a fantastic result nonetheless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travelled with whole family around SW Australia. The sceneries were breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Counting down to 2006 with my whole family in my home away from home. It was awesome to see the transition of the year from 2005 to 2006 and especially with loved ones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stepped into 4S2 and met loads of people there who are now my friends =D! You guys are awesome! Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made a councillor ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Performed during National Day. It was thrilling and enjoyable despite some setbacks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BGIC! I made a few friends there, and made my resolution! It didn't pass though. *chuckle* But they were fun times. Read about it &lt;a href="http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/03/bgic-iv.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/03/bgic-iv-continuation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swapped Add. Maths for Geography.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was the emcee for PAIRAMA. Gawd, I can never forget that time when the mic got haywire!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While updating the Councillors' Notice Board, a glass pane fell on my back nearly injuring me severely. I thank God for protecting me at that day =S. I didn't know how precious and fragile life can be until that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Messed up the KK Presentation thing very badly. Made me realize how much my procrastination had led me astray, even leading feuds. I don't want to recall it, and if you're looking to read the blog about it, save your breath; I deleted it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/kk-trip.html"&gt;KK for the first time with fellow councillors&lt;/a&gt;. I love my roomies Steven, Jia Wei and Michael haha. Oh, did my mention the dirty talk by Jordine and Mable?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy with school-related activities (we councillors are involved) sometime in the middle of the year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's pretty much I can remember to the best of my memory. These are some of those times which stood out from the rest and has affected me in one way or another. Yea, and most of them are stuffs that I have not really blogged about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank all of my friends who wished me a very happy 16th birthday in the form of blogs, tags and verbally. Thank you all so much for remembering, you guys really made my day! =) Now I really must make an effort in remembering you guys birthdays hahaha! I'm not good with dates though, but I must try my best! If I forgot, remind me =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thank God for making my life bearable and "fantastic" all this while, and I hope I will always be protected and looked after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I want anything for my 16th birthday? Nah! There isn't anything that I really really want now, and even if I do want a few things, they're all intangible anyway. Hahaha! So what do I really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be granted 3 wishes today, (arranged in priority level) I want to break free of procrastination! I want to overcome that nasty quality of mine and set my mindset to reaching my goals. Secondly, I want my sins to be forgiven, so that I don't need to carry the dirty burden on my shoulders anymore. Lastly, I want to further my ability of empathy, so that I can understand the feelings of people even more and be able to try my best to help them if they need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have more, but one musn't be greedy about all these things =P! Hyuk, hyuk! So I guess I end my long blog here and later, my family and I will have steamboat together. It's going to be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shall end here. Check back later for more blogs by me and Steven! Cheers! ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115935692694055048?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115935692694055048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115935692694055048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115935692694055048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115935692694055048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/ecstatic.html' title='Ecstatic!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115935157373693338</id><published>2006-09-27T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:06:13.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goood Dayy!</title><content type='html'>Amgz, so im here posting. No today isnt any special day, nor is a good day like my post title, im just here for fun. Ok i lied, today is a special day. In fact, today is the birthday of the papa of this site. No, not me, the other one, who always posts and tags all the time? Yea, that one. Remember him well. For on this glorious day 16 years ago, he was born. He should be at home enjoying or going out for dinner to celebrate or something later on. Oh well. Enjoy youself Shim. Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115935157373693338?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115935157373693338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115935157373693338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115935157373693338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115935157373693338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/goood-dayy_115935157373693338.html' title='Goood Dayy!'/><author><name>Steven</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115915594487327127</id><published>2006-09-25T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T11:54:38.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More memes</title><content type='html'>Instead of studying, I broke my own rule, went online and did asome random quiz. Sigh~ So much for diligence and focus. Here's something interesting for me and all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT: Apparently, the table got messed up somehow, so I just took Print Screen the table and show it as an image instead]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/personality_test.gif" ALT="My results"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that really gets my attention is 'Hypersensitivity'. And I got 90%! I mean, seriously, whoever has heard of one who is so sensitive to everything?! Lol! And the  prefix 'hyper' is not necessary at all! It's pretty interesting, you guys should try it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115915594487327127?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115915594487327127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115915594487327127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115915594487327127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115915594487327127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-memes.html' title='More memes'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115900189431853554</id><published>2006-09-23T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:00:14.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How "soy" can one be!</title><content type='html'>I am so prepped up with energy to study Chemistry and am really looking forward to enthusiastically make sense of oxides, ionic equations and redox reactions. Decipher them and comprehend their inner workings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much driving force in me to finally get cracking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lent&lt;/span&gt; my book to a person named Erik. And he didn't return it back. Of all the days! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amboi, nasib saya terlalu sasaklah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried calling him, but only to find out that he's out. Furthermore, there's no school on Monday. My goodness, I would have forgotten all my Chemistry by Tuesday, and my motivation would have dwindled by then. What a killjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***! It could only have happened at such a good time. *goes bonkers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115900189431853554?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115900189431853554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115900189431853554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115900189431853554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115900189431853554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-soy-can-one-be.html' title='How &quot;soy&quot; can one be!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115874718475532311</id><published>2006-09-20T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:17:11.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>911 Coincidences</title><content type='html'>This Fwd: mail I received from Luisa Jie Jie creeps me out. It's like as if it's bound to happen! It'll probably go down as one of the most controversial mysteries of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually really freaky!! (mainly the end part, but read it&lt;br /&gt;all first)&lt;br /&gt;1) New York City has 11 letters&lt;br /&gt;2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ramsin Yuseb (The terrorist who threatened to destroy the Twin Towers in 1993) has 11 letters.&lt;br /&gt;4) George W Bush has 11 letters. This could be a mere coincidence, but this gets more interesting:&lt;br /&gt;1) New York is the 11th state. &lt;br /&gt;2) The first plane crashing against the Twin Towers was flight number 11.&lt;br /&gt;3) Flight 11 was carrying 92 passengers. 9 + 2 = 11&lt;br /&gt;4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin Towers, was carrying 65 passengers. 6+5 = 11&lt;br /&gt;5) The tragedy was on September 11, or 9/11 as it is now known. 9 + 1+ 1 = 11&lt;br /&gt;6) The date is equal to the US emergency services telephone number 911. 9 + 1 + 1 = 11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer coincidence..?! Read on and make up your own mind: &lt;br /&gt;1) The total number of victims inside all the hi-jacked planes was 254. 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;2) September 11 is day number 254 of the calendar year. Again 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;3) The Madrid bombing took place on 3/11/2004. 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;4) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911 days after the Twin Towers incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where things get totally eerie:&lt;br /&gt;The most recognized symbol for the US, after the Stars &amp; Stripes, is the&lt;br /&gt;Eagle. The following verse is taken from the Quran, the Islamic holy&lt;br /&gt;book:&lt;br /&gt;"For it is written that a son of Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah while&lt;br /&gt;some&lt;br /&gt;of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced: for the wrath of&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah and there was peace."&lt;br /&gt;That verse is number 9.11 of the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;unconvinced about all of this Still ..?! Try this and see how you feel&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, it made my hair stand on end: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Microsoft Word and do the following:&lt;br /&gt;1. Type in capitals Q33 NY. This is the flight number of the first plane&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;hit one of the Twin Towers.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;2. Highlight the Q33 NY.&lt;br /&gt;3. Change the font size to 48.&lt;br /&gt;4. Change the actual font to the WINGDINGS&lt;br /&gt;What do you think now?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save your breath guys. I'm going to do that for you. And the WYSIWYG gave me the goosebumps...! Like they say, a picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTRE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/911-mssg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/911-mssg.jpg" ALT="The hidden 911 message" WIDTH="400" HEIGHT="247"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTRE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115874718475532311?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115874718475532311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115874718475532311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115874718475532311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115874718475532311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/911-coincidences.html' title='911 Coincidences'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115874648316573433</id><published>2006-09-20T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:01:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special blog?</title><content type='html'>Yea, as promised yesterday. But before that, my monitor just stopped working and I have no idea why! I was just about to begin blogging when all of a sudden, my monitor went blank leaving a very baffled and irritated guy. Fortunately, my brother had gone for tuition so I got the opportunity to use his PC and blog. It really spoilt my good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a nice day. I finally could manage to be awake in class; I was practically dead the whole of yesterday. (I lacked sleep the other night. Just take a look at this blog post I made.) The class, more precisely, "the people at the back" was rather rowdy and hyperactive today though, so it really shatters the atmosphere. Other than that, school was fine and we managed to finish up the Mini Magazine. All there is left to do is to distribute them to the teachers either on Saturday or Monday. *sigh of relief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing much really happened. Oh, and I love kidneys hahaha (randomness of the day)! So anyway, what makes this blog special is that I'm going to allow you guys to ASK me questions about me, myself and I and I try to answer them and post them all collectively (Computer students, batch process! =D) in 1 blog post next week. So send in your question(s) to me through comments, tags, chats, emails or ask me personally in school. I shall note it down and check back next week for answers! Mwhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't ask stupid questions, or you'll really regret it! ;) So send in your questions asap =P!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115874648316573433?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115874648316573433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115874648316573433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115874648316573433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115874648316573433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/special-blog.html' title='Special blog?'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115865904697092176</id><published>2006-09-19T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T17:47:23.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming around work</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! Yea, for those of you curious, I've been busy the whole of yesterday and this morning, mainly because we're (the committee involved) have to finish up the Mini-Magazine, which is basically a booklet full of articles from each class to be distributed to all teachers on Teachers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe most of them have failed to turn up their articles on time. It's kind of annoying as our work is held up and we cannot actually do anything until late last night. And some how, the message did not get passed along well, and some thought that since the Teachers' Day celebration is cancelled, so they do not need to do it. So many setbacks, so many delays, and of course, not to mention Murphy's law is wrecking havoc unto my printer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously do not want to talk about it for now, take a look at &lt;a href="http://fireflysmiles.blogspot.com/2006/09/workydee-doo.html"&gt;Jia Yean's blog&lt;/a&gt; for more details. Yea, I will blog tomorrow definitely. Tomorrow should be a special one hahaha... Tune in tomorrow for more of ... my blogs again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115865904697092176?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115865904697092176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115865904697092176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115865904697092176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115865904697092176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/swimming-around-work.html' title='Swimming around work'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115814348644848815</id><published>2006-09-13T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:41:35.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>Hello, and once again my apologies to all as I have not updated this blog for a terribly long time, kind of. Yea... I'm just not in the mood to do so, and I did not receive much inspiration to write too. And this is bad. My writing skills have deproved a lot. My English composition (today's assignment) was written horrendously and it sounds as if a Primary kid has written it. My Malay's even worse. I cannot believe I have forgotten/do not know a lot of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. Quite a lot has happened this past 2 to 3 weeks. We had school during the 3rd term holidays (so much of calling it a "holiday") and yea. Hung out more with a couple of friends too. I don't usually do that, I'm not the kind of person you see outside my house. And, it's kind of fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these past few days, I daydreamt a lot. Seriously, it's distracting. You can be talking to me and all of a sudden, you see me nodding and smiling to myself at something. I've been thinking a lot about myself though, I really have no idea why. And no, I'm not going to post my thoughts here, it's very private, and it can be unbelievably long when put on writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I can't believe the End-of-Year exams are coming up real soon, and in about 3 weeks time, everyone will be gruelling over the elite papers. And next year is going to be a tough year for us. More stress piling up. Not sure whether I can handle them all or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be kind of busy too this coming week. There's Teachers' Day to prepare and also some other councillors' stuff to do. Not to mention juggling the textbooks on a unicycle. Okay, I seriously watched too much cartoon to have such an overactive imagination! Either that, or I'm getting lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me if this post sounds kind of draggy and negative in some parts. I'm really too tired to do a proper blogging. I definitely need more sleep, a lot more than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog soon when I am up for it and not too tired to do so. Sorry to disappoint with a rather "puny" post though, but no worries, I will blog maybe a lot more in the upcoming holidays. Thanks for reading, and good luck to everyone in your exams. (I thank the taggers too for keeping this site active).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm worrying about something that is COMPLETELY irrational, but I don't know what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I leave, here is a Fwd: mail I received from Luisa Jie Jie. Thanks! Keep on sending okay =), they're really cool! This one's targetted especially to the ladies (it's about ovarian cancer...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;SIGNS OF OVARIAN CANCER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A MUST TO READ TO THE END.      P L E A S E!&lt;br /&gt;(Guys: pass it on to your lady).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Eye Opener on Ovarian Cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all take the time to read this and pass it on to all you&lt;br /&gt;can..&lt;br /&gt;Send this to the women in your life that you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, Gilda Radner died of ovarian cancer. Her symptoms were&lt;br /&gt;inconclusive, and she was treated for everything under the sun until it&lt;br /&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;too late. This blood test finally identified her illness but alas, too&lt;br /&gt;late. She wrote a book to heighten awareness. Gene Wilder is her&lt;br /&gt;widower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATHY'S STORY: this is the story of Kathy West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Primary Peritoneal Cancer. This cancer has only recently been&lt;br /&gt;identified as its OWN type of cancer,  but it is essentially Ovarian&lt;br /&gt;Cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both types of cancer are diagnosed in the same way, with the "tumor&lt;br /&gt;marker"&lt;br /&gt;CA-125 BLOOD TEST, and they are treated in the same way - surgery to&lt;br /&gt;remove&lt;br /&gt;the primary tumor and then chemotherapy with Taxol and Carboplatin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having gone through this ordeal, I want to save others from the same&lt;br /&gt;fate.&lt;br /&gt;That is why I am sending this message to you and hope you will print i&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;and give it or send it via E-mail to everybody you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have learned is that each of us must take TOTAL&lt;br /&gt;responsibility&lt;br /&gt;for our own health care. I thought I had done that because I always had&lt;br /&gt;an&lt;br /&gt;annual physical and PAP smear, did a monthly Self-Breast Exam, went to&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;dentist at least twice a year, etc. I even insisted on a sigmoidoscopy&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;a bone density test last year. When I had a  total hysterectomy in 1993,&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;thought that I did not have to worry about getting any of the female&lt;br /&gt;reproductive organ cancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE DID I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have ovaries (and they were HEALTHY when they were removed),&lt;br /&gt;but I&lt;br /&gt;have what is essentially ovarian cancer Strange, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just SOME of the things our Doctors never tell us: ONE out&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;every 55 women will get OVARIAN or PRIMARY PERITONEAL CANCER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "CLASSIC" symptoms are an ABDOMEN that rather SUDDENLY ENLARGES&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;CONSTIPATION and/or DIARRHEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had these classic symptoms and went to the doctor. Because these&lt;br /&gt;symptoms&lt;br /&gt;seemed to be "abdominal", I went to a gastroenterologist. He ran tests&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;were designed to determine whether there was a bacteria infection;&lt;br /&gt;these&lt;br /&gt;tests were negative, and I was diagnosed with "Irritable  Bowel&lt;br /&gt;Syndrome". I&lt;br /&gt;guess I would have accepted this diagnosis had it not been for my&lt;br /&gt;enlarged&lt;br /&gt;abdomen. I swear to you, it looked like I was 4-5 months pregnant! I&lt;br /&gt;therefore insisted on more tests.&lt; /FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took an X-ray of my abdomen; it was negative. I was again assured&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;I had Irritable Bowel Syndrome and was encouraged to go on my&lt;br /&gt;scheduled&lt;br /&gt;month-long trip to Europe. I couldn't wear any of my slacks or shorts&lt;br /&gt;because I couldn't get them buttoned, and I KNEW something was&lt;br /&gt;radically&lt;br /&gt;wrong. I INSISTED on more tests, and they reluctantly) scheduled me for&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;CT-Scan (just to shut me up, I think). This is what I mean by "taking&lt;br /&gt;charge of our own health care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CT-Scan showed a lot of fluid in my abdomen (NOT normal ). Needless&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;say, I had to cancel my trip and have FIVE POUNDS assure you),  but&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;compared to what was ahead of me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests revealed cancer cells in the fluid. Finally, finally, finally,&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;doctor ran a CA-125 blood test, and I was properly diagnosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD THE CLASSIC SYMPTOMS FOR OVARIAN CANCER, AND YET THIS SIMPLE&lt;br /&gt;CA-125&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD TEST HAD NEVER BEEN RUN ON ME, not as part of my annual physical&lt;br /&gt;exam&lt;br /&gt;and not when I was symptomatic. This Is an inexpensive and simple&lt;br /&gt;blood&lt;br /&gt;test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, PLEASE TELL ALL YOUR FEMALE FRIENDS AND RELATIVES TO INSIST ON&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;CA-125 BLOOD TEST EVERY YEAR AS PART OF THEIR ANNUAL PHYSICAL EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be forewarned that their doctors might try to talk them out of it,&lt;br /&gt;saying,&lt;br /&gt;IT ISN'T NECESSARY." Believe m e, had I known then what I know now, we&lt;br /&gt;would have caught my cancer much earlier (before it was a stage&lt;br /&gt;3 cancer). Insist on the CA-125 BLOOD  TEST; DO NOT take "NO" for an&lt;br /&gt;answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal range for a CA-125 BLOOD TEST is between zero and 35. MINE&lt;br /&gt;WAS&lt;br /&gt;754. (That's right, 754!). If the number is slightly above 35, you can&lt;br /&gt;have&lt;br /&gt;another done in three or six months and keep a close eye on it, just a&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;women do when they have fibroid tumors or when men have a slightly&lt;br /&gt;elevated&lt;br /&gt;PSA test (Prostatic Specific Antigens) that helps diagnose prostate&lt;br /&gt;cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the CA-125 test done annually can alert you early, and that's&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;goal in diagnosing any type of cancer - catching it early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know 55 women? If so, at least one of them will have this VERY&lt;br /&gt;AGGRESSIVE canc er. Please, go to your doctor and insist on a CA-125&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;br /&gt;and have one EVERY YEAR for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And forward this message to every woman you know, and tell all of  your&lt;br /&gt;female family members and friends. Though the median age for this&lt;br /&gt;cancer is&lt;br /&gt;56, (and, guess what, I'm exactly 56), women as young as 22 have it Age&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;no factor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A NOTE FROM THE RN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after reading this, I made some calls. I found that the CA-125&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;br /&gt;is an ovarian screening test equivalent to a man's P SA test prostate&lt;br /&gt;screen (which my husband's doctor automatically gives him in his&lt;br /&gt;physical&lt;br /&gt;each year and insurance pays for it). I called the general&lt;br /&gt;practitioner's&lt;br /&gt;office about having the test done. The nurse had never heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;br /&gt;told me that she doubted that insurance would pay for it. So I called&lt;br /&gt;Prudential Insurance Co., and got the same response. Never heard of it&lt;br /&gt;- it&lt;br /&gt;won't be covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained that it was the same as the PSA test they had paid for my&lt;br /&gt;husband for  years. After conferring with whomever they confer with,&lt;br /&gt;she&lt;br /&gt;told me that the CA-125 would be covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is $75 in a GP's office and $125 at the GYN's. This is a screening&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;br /&gt;that should be required just like a PAP smear (a PAP smear cannot&lt;br /&gt;detect&lt;br /&gt;problems with your ovaries). And you must insist that your insurance&lt;br /&gt;company pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene Wilder and Pierce Brosnan (his wife had it, too) are lobbying for&lt;br /&gt;women's health issues, saying that this test should be required in our&lt;br /&gt;physicals, just like the PAP and the mammogram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO SEND THIS OUT TO ALL THOSE YOU CAN. BE IT MALE&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;FEMALE, IT SHOULD NOT MATTER, AS THEY CAN FORWARD IT ALSO TO THOSE&lt;br /&gt;LOVED&lt;br /&gt;ONES THEY KNOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115814348644848815?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115814348644848815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115814348644848815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115814348644848815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115814348644848815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115685797636511358</id><published>2006-08-29T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:26:16.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while</title><content type='html'>So, my five month streak of not blogging and/or posting is finally coming to an end. Last post by me was on...what...23rd March? So yea, anyways, where to begin. Don't really know. I'll just type whatever comes. Today was the end of our second assessment test, though most if any of you reading this should know by now. Whole test overall was rather alright, except for Chemistry which i think i would fail for i did not know how to do just about the whole paper. Enough of that. Lets see, went out after that...went to Gadong...played some games...watched movie...met lots of familiar SAS people. Won't stress on the details, lazy to type. Thats more or less all that happened today, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, asides from all that, and having not blogged over the past months, its not cause i was away or anything. I still check back here daily(almost) and read tags etc, just that i don't respond in any way at times. Not much has changed over the months. Things do happen, but its been rather calm lately to say the least. With the holidays drawing near, ok not really, we'll still have to return for extra classes, for 4 days. Its just gonna be like normal school hours, so not much difference anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna type much for now. Hopefully now i will find the interest and mood and time and ability to post more, but shim can cover that and update more often so i shan't. Before i leave, in conjunction with the upcoming Malaysian National Day, here's a site to prove just exactly how *Malaysian* are you, courtesy of Jason Lew for showing me; http://www.allmalaysia.info/merdeka49/quiz.asp Some may have been there already, but yea, enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115685797636511358?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115685797636511358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115685797636511358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115685797636511358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115685797636511358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while'/><author><name>Steven</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115682836367784897</id><published>2006-08-29T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:12:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah!</title><content type='html'>2nd Assessment Test, year 2006 is finally over! Yahoo! Yippidee! Dum-de-dum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up feeling cheerful. Because today is the last day of the test. Heehee! At breakfast, I was unusually abnormal, I made some really crude jokes and my mom was like laughing and making things sound so ... illogical? And on the way to class, I met Steven and so, we walked together up the class while having the pre-exams chat. While walking up the stairs, something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tripped! =O AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just happened at such a wrong place. It's so embarrassing! I think the whole of 1R was looking at me and probably laughing! Oh my gosh. I am so not patrolling that class again. Later they all will like, "Hey! Isn't he the councillor that tripped at the stairs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, I went down to 4S1 and get my mechanical pencil from Sophia. I think she mistakenly took my pen down her class after listening to some chemical explanation. So I took the pencil from her, and merrily went up the class. And it happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flinging my arms, I think my pencil drop down the stairs. At 1R again! Oh man~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I'm sure glad Esther did not witness both this weird events. If she did, I bet she will laugh out loud really really loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The papers today were okay, but the R.K. was kind of brain-draining. Despite it being an open-bible exam. But I'm so glad everything's over now, and I can finally relax and have fun in front of my PC! Byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115682836367784897?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115682836367784897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115682836367784897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115682836367784897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115682836367784897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115665989648955387</id><published>2006-08-27T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:24:56.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Brunei Resources: Why Brunei Can't....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bruneiresources.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-brunei-cant_27.html"&gt;The Daily Brunei Resources: Why Brunei Can't....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this blog post is so hilarious, I was laughing like some mad fellow! Click on the link and read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115665989648955387?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115665989648955387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115665989648955387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115665989648955387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115665989648955387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/daily-brunei-resources-why-brunei-cant.html' title='The Daily Brunei Resources: Why Brunei Can&apos;t....'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115648263879338691</id><published>2006-08-25T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:10:38.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?! Pluto no longer a planet?</title><content type='html'>MVEM J SUN&lt;strike&gt;P&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, gone are the days of remembering that mnemonic. There's one less letter to remember! But, my goodness, it's really shocking to hear that when I first came to know about it a few minutes ago while surfing around the Internet (yes, I know I was supposed to study but...). I knew already that a vote of whether to classify Pluto as a planet or not has taken place, and apparently, majority disagreed, and so it's unclassified as one. Shocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I sound so pedantic. Nevermind =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some outgoing links here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/science/la-sci-pluto25aug25,0,1325722.story?coll=la-home-headlines"&gt; From L.A. Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=2353457"&gt;From ABC News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115648263879338691?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115648263879338691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115648263879338691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115648263879338691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115648263879338691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-pluto-no-longer-planet.html' title='What?! Pluto no longer a planet?'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115598007020089872</id><published>2006-08-19T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:34:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In "dire" need of help!</title><content type='html'>It's so frustrating! Tests are about a week's time, and here I am sitting down slacking away in my own PC. I'm not even concentrating on my studies. I find it hard to, no idea why. It's like all of a sudden, I have been "dumbed". Yes, I'm slacking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very badly. And it's so going to hurt me. Procrastination = bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I have no motivation to study at all. Suddenly, the revision load overwhelms me. And I'm not doing anything at all! And there's so much distraction; TV, computer, books etc. I have my Biology textbook here and it's not even open yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so totally doomed. I slipping down...fast, and I am having difficulty in getting back up. In other words, I'm struggling. Why do I suddenly feel so lazy? So unmotivated? I don't get it. It's not me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am in the doldrums now. I need a pep talk =(. I need something to boost my motivation and make me overcome my procrastination and laziness. This is a really bad omen... and there are still projects that needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness! =( What's wrong with me?! Why? Why? Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115598007020089872?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115598007020089872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115598007020089872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115598007020089872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115598007020089872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-dire-need-of-help.html' title='In &quot;dire&quot; need of help!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115580600726946939</id><published>2006-08-17T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:13:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blog entry...</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry guys for not blogging much these past few days. There isn't much going on with my life now. I guess... Sometimes, on days, I feel like voicing out my inner feelings, thoughts, problems and wanderings out in this blog, but then I do not have the heart to do so. Laziness? Probably, but it's not really that. It's just that some things in my life and my point of views are too secretive and personal to be all strung into words. I'm afraid of the reaction. I'm afraid I'll expose too much, leaving me bare and naked and nothing to cling on. I'm afraid of being laughed at. I'm afraid that I'll be judged and segregated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about that. Today was a very weird day for me. Seriously, it's all too weird it's like I'm living abnormally. Firstly, I spent about 5 hours during the afternoon and late night doing nothing but reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0143037145/sr=1-1/qid=1155803727/ref=pd_bbs_1/103-6709124-8380627?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt; The Memory Keeper's Daughter&lt;/a&gt;, by Kim Edwards. Yea, I finally collected my order from Amazon.com yesterday at the post office. This book is about David, a father and his wive, Norah, who had delivered twins at a clinic during a blizzard. The drama unfolds and revolves around David's decision to give away her daughter Phoebe to Caroline (Wow! I can't believe my classmate's names were in this book!) and asking her to put her in an institution, which the book suggests is a terrible place. Caroline, being kind-hearted, brought her home and raised her instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it's really evil of him to do that, but he couldn't bear to raise Phoebe up who was suffering from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Down_syndrome"&gt;Down's syndrome&lt;/a&gt; and he thought that eventually her daughter will die of some cardio-related disease at a young age. And to avoid upsetting Norah, he told her that she had twins but because he can't bear to tell her the truth due to some "past events that haunted  him", he told her that her son was alive but the daughter still born. And so, the whole story revolves around this deception that lasts for a long long time, causing the family so much grievances and difficulties which further complicate problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is pretty good. I seriously don't remember staying up late until nearly 12 midnight and even brought to school and read when opportunites arise just to finish a damn book. I think the whole of last night and this morning, my life was revolving around the story and I closed both eyes to what was happening around me. And it is a really touching story also. I mean, can you believe that deceptions and lies will lead to even more lies until eventually, everything is so messy and the truth hidden amongst all the labyrinths of tall tales? But the story was wonderfully written as well. I don't know whether this book is sold in Brunei or not, but if you see one, go buy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, end of book review/synopsis, and getting back on blogging. So like I said, my life this morning was heavily revolved around that story, thus I can't conjure one up for you guys about my life! But yea, I remembered a couple of things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spelt born (past tense) as bornED. My goodness, how idiotic one can get when one is engrossed into something! =S Next up was Physics. Man, that was really freaking scary. I was stuttering so fast (so nervous!) I think I made my speech sound unintelligible. And I speak broken English! So proud of myself, not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. And there were a couple of "distractions" that I don't like either. I'm not going to elaborate more. Oh, and thanks guys for your support, especially Kim and Amelia =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to Biology. LOL! I remember Alex's face vaguely, astonished that I managed to grab hold of the "holy marks". Heeheehee. I was so blur and sleepy at that time you know, I was like daydreaming about the story. (I know, pretty sad.) And when teacher was like saying something about offering marks, I perked up immediately. Lol... (too tired to talk about this. So I shall stop here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I fell down during Malay lesson. Verdict: my bag. My bag tripped me. Ho-ho-ho! I was embarrassed; I really wanted to flee outside. Shesssh, talk about being klutzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I don't feel like trailing on. I don't really feel like blogging anymore. I'm too tired. I just want to seep into my own fantasy world again, where everything is perfect, lovely and sweet. But my bubble was burst a few times, exposing my vulnerable self to harsh and bitter reality. I don't like it. I yearned to run back into my little abode and indulge myself in my fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study. Bummer. My revisions done can be considered negligible. It isn't much. Facts are all left scattered and in a mess. I can't absorb them. But I'm glad that I can understand them, it seriously cuts down my workload by half. But I have yet to gain total mastery of the facts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I have no idea what I'm talking about now. I think I'm drunk. (No I didn't drink. It usually happens when I lack sleep.) Rambling about some useless stuffs. That probably don't affect your lives. Only mine...mine...mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Please, ignore my ramblings. They're just spams. No, I'm just too tired to think straight. Forgive me for the angst of this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115580600726946939?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115580600726946939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115580600726946939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115580600726946939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115580600726946939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-blog-entry.html' title='Another blog entry...'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115511800343428713</id><published>2006-08-09T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T18:06:43.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrified?</title><content type='html'>Sheesh, the strong wind howling and the heavy rain that falls on the ground is starting to frighten me. I'm getting more and more paranoid, although Miss Hu (my Geography teacher) said that Brunei is lucky to be located in a typhoon-free zone. It's located at around 4ºN, whereas typhoons only affect those areas that are 5ºN above. Yes, there's nothing to worry about, everything's going to be fine, but I can't help being paranoid. I mean, who knows what might happen with all these global warmings and freaky weathers that are happening around the world, e.g. the heat wave that's affecting America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say that the heavy rain that's falling now is influenced by the typhoons that's happening in China and the Philippines(?). It could be a convectional rain though, but do they cause sudden strong winds to bellow? I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can anyone just tell me what is going on now in Lebanon/Middle East? As I sifted through the Borneo Bulletin, all I can see in the International News is all these key words: Lebanon, Hezbollah, bombings, American soldiers etc. I didn't really bother reading through (not into politics), but I can't help but wonder what is actually going on there now until it's so news-worthy for several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No updates on my life though, it's still the same ol' same ol'. So I guess this blog is going to be short. I'll blog more when something comes up, or crosses my mind. Toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115511800343428713?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115511800343428713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115511800343428713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115511800343428713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115511800343428713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/terrified.html' title='Terrified?'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115486316288388694</id><published>2006-08-06T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:19:23.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Afresh!</title><content type='html'>I really hope that especially for the faint-hearted ones, the masks above don't scare you away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of months staring at the same dark dull Sim's layout, I finally felt compelled as well as motivated to create another new one which carries the theme 'Masquerade'. I don't know why though, but somehow those masks look really intriguing and mystical yet menacing/creepy in a way. There's a hidden meaning in that layout picture though, it's really up to your interpretation and imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This layout is also in conjunction with reaching the 200-mark posts milestone, and also for the pleasure of the nearly 5000 different and unique users who stumbled on this site, especially the taggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am proud of my handiwork, it looks really simple, plain and neat. But I think I had made the masks too fanciful until it looks quite cluttered with words. Never mind, I'm already too tired to make changes again until maybe a long long time. So expect to see this for at least a couple of months. I'm really slow at HTML-ing and 'Photoshopping', it took me about 2-3 days to finish up this one. &lt;strike&gt;Yes, I know I suck. =P &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some new features of this layout:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The posts now have their own individual post pages, meaning by clicking on the post title (yes, it's actually a link now) you'll be directed to seeing only that post alone in the blog, with comments shown if there is any.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The menu opposite comes with a small instruction in case some doesn't know how to work it. Lol...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the most notable one is of course, bigger blog space, but smaller sidebar. For easier reading and others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This time, there's only one scrollbar!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Comment/tag on this new layout please! Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to serious blogging. Well, there isn't really much to blog about now, except to tell you all that there's a new layout. By the way, this layout is best seen in Mozilla Firefox and Internet Explorer with resolution 1024x768 pixels. There's a very minor flaw in IE though; the menu icons are a bit out of alignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, I can't think up of something to say. Writer's block! I apologize! There will be better ones to come soon! So, stay tuned for more from me and Steven (blog more often la you! &gt;=P) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. By the way, those masks were items that came with the Sims 2 Family Fun Stuff. I bet you guys are groaning and moaning again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115486316288388694?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115486316288388694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115486316288388694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115486316288388694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115486316288388694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/starting-afresh.html' title='Starting Afresh!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115468455109615079</id><published>2006-08-04T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T17:42:31.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's one of those chilly Friday afternoons again...</title><content type='html'>It has been drizzling since like one in the afternoon until now, making my room so cold (even though I have turned the air-con off). Oh well, at least this weather has provided the ambience to spend my cool Friday afternoons by blogging. Haha... I apologize as I had not blogged that frequently nowadays, it's just my life at its calmer states and so far, everything's pretty normal (I'm not counting that "one incident" that has captured the attention of many).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life nowadays can be described as pretty lackadaisical. Sometimes I just wonder how I can be so lax and lazy at times. Anyway, there isn't much that's really worth blogging, except the fact that I go to school and study (as usual) and at home I just wander around the vast cyberspace that the Web offers, visiting blogs, forums, and oh, did I forgot to mention e-shopping, which is the most revolutionised way of doing one's shopping in the comfort of one's home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if only there's no shipping and handling prices included in the invoices and sometimes the exhorbitant prices that they display, I would have shopped till I drop except in this case, e-shopping takes the drop from shop till you drop! (Argh! I must limit the use of flowery phrases and not get sidetracked too much.) So I brought some books off Amazon.com which are the "best-sellers" in the list. I hope they are worth reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, since practicals are cancelled for the year, I get to stay home more often which means that I get to hug my computer more often! But that's what makes my life so sad and sorrowful. I mean, whoever have heard of teenagers just sit in their chairs in a sluggish posture and just stare at the computer screen/T.V. all the time? And I just wander around web sites aimlessly, quickly dismissing those that do not captivate me, and moving on to those in search of the more better ones (blogs I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right! I just realised that this is the first blog in August 2006. Boy, time sure flies by fast! Too fast to really enjoy life at times. But I guess that itself is a challenge. And Assessment test is nearing too; 3 weeks time we'll be sitting for that. And I can already visualise myself burning the midnight oil juggling the subjects. Till today, I have not broken out of my vicious cycle of procrastination, and to be honest, I have made no attempt to do so. Maybe taking time to prepare beforehand isn't really suited for me. I don't know why, but I need to feel the rush, the urgency, the pressure in order to motivate myself to work, work, work like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess just blabbing about that doesn't change things. Hmm, maybe I should get working on my Biology and Geography later, after catching the finale of the Chinese drama series "My Mighty In-Laws". It's a very cool, funny and enriching Singaporean-directed drama. It's awesome! I do seem to have a lot of troubles comprehending the tough Chinese that they are speaking though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me think of what else to say. Oh yes, there will be a new layout for this site soon -- I hope (I worked on the layout picture this afternoon), so guys, keep on the lookout, yeah? Although I must admit the picture itself looks kind of horrendous, creepy, mystifying and "zombified" for some of you guys. I hope that does not turn you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ Coding the site is hard. Photoshopping the images are even harder, my work pace is really slow (although it's simple, but yea, perfectionism sucks)! Oh well, I think I have done enough blogging for the day, maybe I blog again this coming Sunday (and rant about my swimming again as I noticed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I catch you guys later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Wow! For the first time in a very long time, I managed to blog without smileys, emoticons and what-nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Help! My keyboard is a bit screwed up. Some of the symbols are displaced (is that even the correct word)? e.g. When I shift-press the [' "] key, what comes out is @ instead of "! And when I shift-press the [2 @) key, the " appears instead. Can someone help remedify the problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115468455109615079?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115468455109615079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115468455109615079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115468455109615079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115468455109615079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-one-of-those-chilly-friday.html' title='It&apos;s one of those chilly Friday afternoons again...'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115432511301535492</id><published>2006-07-31T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:51:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Warning to Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Wan Ying for forwarding this message =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  For those often travel to Malaysia. Please note:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Pass it on..... let more people be aware of such things around&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;them. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;just heard a few days ago that a new type of crime has surfaced in&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;town.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;It goes something like this:- Somebody slips a hand phone into&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;pocket. sometimes it could be just a wallet with an identity card&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;and a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;few ringgits. A few minutes later, the 'owner' comes up and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;confronts&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;you, the 'thief '. He makes a big commotion that you stole his&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;You, caught unaware, are then pulled aside by the 'owner' for a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;settlement you are intimidated and threatened that if you do not&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;pay up&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;the police will be brought in. If you pay up, this 'owner' lets&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;you go.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;If not, the police are brought in. Another strange thing is that&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;always seems to be a 'witness' to the your 'theft'. I am told this&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;often&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;happens to foreigners at the Kuala Lumpur International Airport&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;(KLIA)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;or even at LRT trains.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Given that you're 'guilty until proven innocent' as far as the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;police are concerned, I understand some poor people are in jail&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;these 'offences'. At the KLIA, the 'owner' throws his hand phone&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;wallet with the few ringgit notes into the luggage trolley of a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;arrived passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;The drama unfolds a few minutes later. The real culprit has easily&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;convinced our Malaysian police to arrest the real victim (if he&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;has not&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;paid up the 'settlement' demand). This is a very serious matter.  &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;This&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;is another form of extortionists predating in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;They are disgusting criminals who will do anything to rob and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;steal. The&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;sickening part of the whole scenario is that unless you pay the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;"settlement" money, they will put you in real trouble by calling&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;police. The real culprit gets back his handphone and wallet but&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;the real&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;victim (i.e. could be any one of us) is thrown into the police&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;lock up&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;and charged in court.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;So do be very careful, otherwise you may end up as a "thief" as&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;you have&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;no way to prove your innocence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115432511301535492?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115432511301535492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115432511301535492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115432511301535492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115432511301535492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/travel-warning-to-malaysia.html' title='Travel Warning to Malaysia'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115425479225951474</id><published>2006-07-30T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:19:52.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly - Ultra Coolness</title><content type='html'>I want everyone to cease their thoughts of butterflies flying around wide sparse greenery with the sun shining brightly and the rainbow showing off its gay colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just realised that the butterfly is the most coolest and most awesome swimming stroke of all time. All this while, I have been trying to master its kick; only today did everything sink in. Sure, today I swam my very first "correct" butterfly stroke and to tell you the truth, it was seriously amazing doing it and even seeing my coach doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stroke has majesty, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;superiority &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;prowess!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the way the body moves underwater in butterfly, it's like a fish, or is it more like a killer whale! Despite me feeling rather daunted at first with this stroke (I had some troubles trying to execute it), in the end when executed properly, man it's the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;It makes me so powerful in water XD&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we'll do more of that next week, and not some front crawl drills where you have to swim like 100m x 2/3 plus technique improvements. Sigh~ But at least today's was interesting ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115425479225951474?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115425479225951474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115425479225951474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115425479225951474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115425479225951474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/butterfly-ultra-coolness.html' title='Butterfly - Ultra Coolness'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115423995244017546</id><published>2006-07-30T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T14:12:32.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food!</title><content type='html'>The topic of the day is food! Now food is a seriously big thing that everyone needs, so much so it has been classified as one of man's biggest needs in life. Straight to the point, I just want to say that it has been quite a while since I actually enjoyed savouring the delicious taste of food and smelling their heavenly and intoxicating aroma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is seriously wrong with me. How can one just not enjoy eating food? To me, it slowly became a monotony for me, everyday it's just basically the same thing. Stuffed chicken, chicken in honey sauce, pan fried fish, ginger fish, steamed fish, curry meat, vegetables, soup and all sorts of Chinese food(all cooked in Chinese style). Sounds pretty mouth-watering, isn't it? But then this is what I usually eat everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that my taste buds which have gotten used to these luxurious taste just could not function properly anymore. In other words, food no longer gives me an ecstasy, but instead, just something that is to be tasted, know the taste, enjoy the taste and simply down it. I'm not trying to show off my riches here, or how my maid has became the chef of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out that I could not stand hunger pangs, even though I know the food is going to be served pretty soon. Like just now, I couldn't concentrate on my reading because my Dad has not came back from taking-away dim sums from Dynasty Restaurant. I was in a very grouchy mood and kept mumbling something unintelligible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the food came, and when my Dad called me for lunch, or brunch, I was terribly ecstatic and quickly ran down and immediately gobbled on my food. Ahh, finally the end to all ends of my hunger (imagines hunger bar going up). After me swallowing the food, my hunger was satisfied and I was full and content. Yet, something is missing...it's like as if I have overlooked something while eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really enjoy my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was delicious and nicely cooked (in fact, most of my food I eat are pretty delicious) but it was more like I live to eat and I eat to live. I get hungry most of the time, but whenever I eat, I satisfy my hunger, yet it's like as if I've not actually eaten any yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's partly due to my nature and maybe a chip of the old block. I share many similar qualities with my Mom, appearance and characteristics-wise. Somehow, I am a very rushed person. I take things too fast. Whenever I eat, instead of concentrating and enjoyed the fine tastes that food offer us, I am more like a glutton that wants to take in the tastes at once, register it in my brain and finally it goes down to my gut. I find it very hard to eat slowly and extract the different tastes both macro and micro from the food; it's very difficult for me, and it's also killing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I usually eat 5 times a day (school day), breakfast, 9.45 am breakfast, lunch, tea, dinner. That's pretty a lot, and with the lack of exercise I'm getting these past few weeks, it's no wonder I gained so much weight! Now I'm upset with myself! I can't properly enjoy my food, therefore to compensate for that I eat fast, gobble in huge amounts and eat often just to experience the tastes. Even Thien Thien chicken rice and pizzas from Pizza Hut sort of failed to captivate me. (Gasp! I know; how could I?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a glutton. For a rather average normal person I am, I can eat a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just need a variety. Even then, after eating all the different types of food, I would have eaten all and will eventually get bored with it. Like that would happen, I am not a very exciting person, and probably won't delve myself into savouring European food, or maybe Japanese food. o.O Hmmm...I guess I might need to be given a food ration, that way, I probably appreciate my food more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really unfair that I'm complaining about the wonderful food that I've been serve, whereas there are still millions of children out there suffering from famine, starvation and food shortages. ARGHHHH!!! I really feel so guilty now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to slow down just simply enjoy and appreciate the food that I eat and ate. Maybe it will satisfy my hunger much more effectively! But I really could not do so, I just simply must eat fast. I need to make an appointment with a food therapist! Another thing, I also realised I have BAD TABLE ETIQUETTES. I eat like a sloppy gluttony pig! I wipe my mouth with my hands. I talk when my mouth is full. I hold my fork and spoon like a barbarian! (I'm serious, I'm not even exaggerating now) I will mess up my plate. Oh, and I sometimes hold and bite food using my hands, like chicken and prawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness gracious, I made it sound like I'm a terrible eater. I hope that after you guys know this, you won't be turned off by it. But I highly doubt that. *chuckle* Tips on enjoying food anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115423995244017546?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115423995244017546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115423995244017546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115423995244017546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115423995244017546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/food.html' title='Food!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115405465519112859</id><published>2006-07-28T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T21:40:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurrah to Pets!</title><content type='html'>Very Sims 2-oriented. You've been forewarned! (But to Alex, please read on?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! After so many weeks of waiting for news, simmers have finally been told of the great news! The new EP (expansion pack) is going to be titled The Sims 2: Pets! It features dogs, cats, birds etc. Damn, this is going to be so awesome! Can't wait to get hold of it later during the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/sims_web.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/th_sims_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute and adorable right these pets ;)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/end Sims 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, that wasn't very enthusiastic! Oh well, I still have to work on the Malay project draft, which I think has to be handed up tomorrow. I just don't know how to start or where to begin!And the topics are...no offense, quite boring la. But we've got no choice, it makes up 20% of 2nd Assessment Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I do not blog much frequently, because there isn't really much to talk about (unless you guys want me to keep repeating the things that happen everyday!) The monotony of life! But I guess I shouldn't complain too much. Later it might get too exciting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just stop here. I blog whenever possible. Keep tagging people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While surfing at Wikipedia to look for information for the Malay Essay, I was really flabbergasted when I saw this at the FRONT PAGE of Wikipedia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/bulby_web.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/th_bulby_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! OMG! OMG! One of my favourite Pokemon is featured! Wah lao! Totally unexpected la! (And the article is quite long too, didn't bother to read it though.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115405465519112859?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115405465519112859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115405465519112859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115405465519112859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115405465519112859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/hurrah-to-pets.html' title='Hurrah to Pets!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115380730740646925</id><published>2006-07-25T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T14:01:47.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Is Breaking Loose</title><content type='html'>And I mean that literally, because according to the Chinese calendar, today is the first day of the 7th month. That signifies the start of Ghost Month, where spirits are allowed out of hell/somewhere and take their vacation in earth for a month. So, be extra careful when you go out lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a short Fwd: message I received from Luisa Jie Jie which gives an example of how to construct sentences from 1 - 10. A smart alec did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;You might like it. This is hilarious.....even an Englishman could not construct sentences using numeric, which is exclusive only to Malaysians and Singaporeans. Ah Lek was asked to make a sentence using 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 back to 1. This is what he came up with..... 1 day I go 2 climb a 3 outside a house to peep. But the couple saw me, so I panic and 4 down. The man rushed out and wanted to 5 with me. I ran until I fell 6 and threw up. So I go into 7-eleven and grabbed some 8 to throw at him. Then I took a 9 and try to stab at him. 10 goodness he run away. 10 I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7-eleven. Next day I called my boss and told him I was 6. He said 5, tomorrow also no need to come back 4 work. He also asked me to go climb a 3 and jump down. I don't understand. I am so nice 2 him but I don't know what he 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115380730740646925?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115380730740646925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115380730740646925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115380730740646925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115380730740646925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/hell-is-breaking-loose.html' title='Hell Is Breaking Loose'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115365731351411681</id><published>2006-07-23T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T20:21:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Tips</title><content type='html'>Once again, a big thank you to Luisa Jie Jie for constantly forwarding good Fwd: mails to me and giving me the oppurtunity to share with everyone at this blog [/disclaimer]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt; Drinking cold water after meal = Cancer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who like to drink cold water, this article&lt;br /&gt;is applicable to you. It is nice to have a cup of cold&lt;br /&gt;drink after a meal. However, the cold water will&lt;br /&gt;solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed.&lt;br /&gt;It will slow down the digestion. Once this "sludge"&lt;br /&gt;reacted with the acid, it will break down and be&lt;br /&gt;absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food.&lt;br /&gt;It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn&lt;br /&gt;into fats and lead to cancer. It is best to drink hot&lt;br /&gt;soup or warm water after a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Serious note about Heart Attacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEART ATTACK PROCEDURE": (THIS IS NOT A JOKE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women should know that not every heart attack symptom&lt;br /&gt;is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of&lt;br /&gt;intense pain in the jaw line. You may never have the&lt;br /&gt;first chest pain duringthe course of a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;60% of people who have a heart attack while they are&lt;br /&gt;asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you&lt;br /&gt;from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware.&lt;br /&gt;The more we know, the better chance we could survive..&lt;br /&gt;A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this mail&lt;br /&gt;sends it to 10 people, you can be sure that we'll save&lt;br /&gt;at least one life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this.....  It could save your life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say it's 6.15 pm and you're driving home .&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you start experiencing severe pain in your&lt;br /&gt;chest that starts to radiate out into your arm and up&lt;br /&gt;into your jaw. You are only about five miles from the&lt;br /&gt;hospital nearest your home. Unfortunately you don't&lt;br /&gt;know if you'll be able to make it that far. You have&lt;br /&gt;been trained in CPR, but the guy that taught the&lt;br /&gt;course did not tell you how to perform it on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart&lt;br /&gt;attack, without help, the person whose heart is&lt;br /&gt;beating improperly and who begins to feel faint,&lt;br /&gt;has only about 10 seconds left before losing&lt;br /&gt;consciousness. However, these victims can help&lt;br /&gt;themselves by coughing repeatedly and very vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;A deep breath should be taken before each cough,&lt;br /&gt;deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep&lt;br /&gt;inside the chest. A breath and a cough must be&lt;br /&gt;repeated about every two seconds without let-up until&lt;br /&gt;help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating&lt;br /&gt;normally again. Deep breaths get oxygen into the lungs&lt;br /&gt;and coughing movements squeeze the heart and keep the&lt;br /&gt;blood circulating The squeezing pressure on the heart&lt;br /&gt;also helps it regain normal rhythm. In this way, heart&lt;br /&gt;attack victims can get to a hospital. Tell as many&lt;br /&gt;other people as possible about this.&lt;br /&gt;It could save their lives!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEND THIS ARTICLE TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS YOU CARE ABOUT. &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115365731351411681?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115365731351411681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115365731351411681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115365731351411681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115365731351411681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/health-tips.html' title='Health Tips'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115365710411127569</id><published>2006-07-23T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T20:18:24.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargy (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>So I came back from swimming classes hours ago. It's funny that after a strenous swim in pretty tired state, one feels high and active. It's really an irony. But I guess we have to thank endorphins for that, which is released into the blood when we exercise, giving us a natural high. Mwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, just know during the 'greet-the-Sultan'  session while waving the flag, I saw the Sultan, DRIVING HIS OWN CAR! AAAHHHH! That was like the coolest moments during the morning, and he drove pretty fast too! While driving he waved to us, and people around were screaming (yes, including me). It's really exciting to see the Sultan up close again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was pretty uneventful though. We had to wait for a couple of hours before shaking hands with His Majesty. There was food (I ate some from the buffet at the PGGMB building), fireworks (can't see anything), students from Chung Hwa and SOAS, more students and friends! Basically I just hung around with a few people and talked rubbish. I also got the chance to write out the objectives for the computer project. But after reading through it, I realised it was very poorly drawn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of annoying though when the students were lining up to shake hands with His Majesty. Everyone was very restless, and because of the sweltering heat at midday, I was already having a hard time controlling my own temper and 'tried to arrange them neatly in rows'. But alas, there was limited space, and everyone was super hyper, so decided to just ignore the situation and went to a place and waited until the Sultan comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was His Majesty's hand soft and smooth! And the most magical moment came. Here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Happy Birthday, Your Majesty!&lt;br /&gt;HM the Sultan: Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first words with the Sultan. Ahhh, what a memorable experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then the bad thing came, Sufinaz lost her flag stick which belonged to her brother's and was already upset that she had lost it. I tried to console her that it was okay, but she said that her brother's is not going to be happy to hear that. Sigh~ I tried to console her, but then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, she got one extra flag stick from me (which Victor gave me as he didn't know who it belonged to), and I gladly gave it to her and hopefully it cheered her up for a minute (it didn't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...You know what? I was in a pretty grouchy mood this afternoon, and yet, when typing this out,  I realised that how wonderful my day had actually seemed and my pessimism just hides that fact from me! Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And today, something special happened. After seemingly a long time, the thick mist which shrouded a mystery that has been forgotten have finally dissipated revealing, a hidden pleasant surprise. I'm glad that it happened on this fateful day, and it cheered me up =D !&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115365710411127569?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115365710411127569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115365710411127569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115365710411127569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115365710411127569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/lethargy-part-2.html' title='Lethargy (Part 2)'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115364001172229518</id><published>2006-07-23T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T15:33:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargy...</title><content type='html'>Sigh~ I seriously should be in my bed now taking a catnap, but then, my computer emitted some weird electro-psychic powers that have mystified me and drew me to it o.O. Okay, never mind! Sorry if I have not been blogging consistently (I just realised I usually blog on Sundays!), but I have been either too tired, too busy or too lazy to do so! There's quite a lot of things to do nowadays, and I realised one very bad thing: the bigger my workpile the more I procrastinate. Yes, I know that I still have another computer project to deal with, but I'll do that later because right now my brain is shortcircuited (meaning it's not functioning well), and I'm tired! Swimming classes later... Grrr ... I seriously dread the long, tiring, boring drills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarise my weekend, beginning on Friday. As you SAS people know, it was Talentine. And not surprisingly, I was put on duty along with the rest. Steven and I was supposed to do "door patrolling", which involves only one door that connects the stage to the kindergarten. Sigh, I just realised some of the performers are kind of "rude" &lt;strike&gt;or was it me snapping at them at the wrong time&lt;/strike&gt;? Human traffic was high, redundantly higher. But hey, at least I get to enjoy the show while working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't. Only some were good. The rest was... (complete it for those who went). There were a lot of technical difficulties as well especially with the microphones and music, I really don't know why and don't want to go into detail. But putting that aside, I still did not enjoy the show. The crowd was WAYYY too ballistic and crazy. The music especially towards the end was incessantly loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was fun as we had double Geography lessons during the first two periods. We get to go to the Conference Hall and view presentations of humidity, rainfall and wind. Hee hee hee! And Physics practical was fun as the 2nd shift people get to do 2 experiments! Yee-haw! And just know during the 'greet-the-Sultan' session (more on that later), Sufinaz invented a poem for Mr. Loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We love Boyle's law,&lt;br /&gt;We love Hooke's law,&lt;br /&gt;We love Newton's law,&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE MR. LOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, so sweet la! Only she meant it jokingly as before the practicals, the lab door was lock and out of boredom, she knocked the door while "expressing her love interests and enthusiasm towards Boyle's law!" &gt;.&lt; =D  Okay, this morning the Form Ones and Fours went to the 'greet-the-Sultan' session, and we waited &lt;strike&gt;in&lt;/strike&gt;patiently for the 1) Sultan's arrival and 2) to shake with His Majesty's hands! I elaborate more on that later as I have to go swimming now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115364001172229518?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115364001172229518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115364001172229518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115364001172229518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115364001172229518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/lethargy.html' title='Lethargy...'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115330142525164609</id><published>2006-07-19T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:30:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Query Me!</title><content type='html'>I got this from Sabrina's blog, who got it from her friend's blog, and is also posted up in Amelia's blog recently. So, here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Relationship Status] - Single, and ... looking? Nah, not really&lt;br /&gt;[Parents still together] - Yea, thanks for asking&lt;br /&gt;[Siblings] - 2 brothers, one younger, one elder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;[Color] - light brown, blue, dull yellow&lt;br /&gt;[Number] - 7, 9, 27 (no surprise!)&lt;br /&gt;[Animal] - Dogs! I want one...&lt;br /&gt;[Book] - The Five People You Meet in Heaven, Tuesdays with Morrie, Kite Runner, some books by Dan Brown etc.&lt;br /&gt;[Flower] - All flowers are neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;[Twirl your hair?] - If you mean twirling my hair with my fingers for fun, yes, occassionally.&lt;br /&gt;[Have tattoos?] - No!!! Tattoos look BAD on me =P&lt;br /&gt;[Do you like roller coasers?] - The one that don't turn around 360 degrees one, yea, that one I like haha!&lt;br /&gt;[Wish you could live somewhere else?] - UK, Australia&lt;br /&gt;[Like cleaning?] - Definitely, if I was made to!&lt;br /&gt;[Write in cursive or print?] - Cursive&lt;br /&gt;[Know how to drive?] - Ya, you know those arcade driving games ;)&lt;br /&gt;[Own a cell phone?] - No&lt;br /&gt;[Ever get off the internet?] - Of course la, aiyoo...still got Sims 2 again ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;[considered a life of crime?] - Intriguing, now that you mention it, maybe I will...&lt;br /&gt;[Been in love?] - Crushes maybe...&lt;br /&gt;[Made out with JUST a friend?] - Will get slapped la...&lt;br /&gt;[Kicked someone in the nuts?] - Hehehe! No...&lt;br /&gt;[Current clothing] - Lousy blue t-shirt with brown shorts&lt;br /&gt;[Current hair] - As always been like that&lt;br /&gt;[Current thing I ought to be doing] - Homework&lt;br /&gt;[currently playing] - Nothing&lt;br /&gt;[Last movie you watched] - Superman! Woooot! So nice man that movie; it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;[last thing you ate] - Er...bun with butter&lt;br /&gt;[Believe there is life on other planets?] - Micro-organisms maybe&lt;br /&gt;[Read the newspaper?] - Always do =)&lt;br /&gt;[Hate yourself?] - Why should I? I LOVE ME!!! (So narcissistic la &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;[Like your handwriting?] - The humongous size and cursivity, yea, I like! Except maybe it will look better if its smaller, or if its not cursive lol...&lt;br /&gt;[First crush] - Can't say!&lt;br /&gt;[You believe in love at first sight?] - Not really&lt;br /&gt;[You believe in "the one?"] - What 'the one'? What are you referring to?&lt;br /&gt;[afraid to make the first move?] - Yes, but unfortunately, there is a need for me to do that!&lt;br /&gt;[A Daydreamer] - Very weird for a guy, but I always daydream!&lt;br /&gt;[Sarcastic] - Moderately&lt;br /&gt;[Shy] - First encounter, yes.&lt;br /&gt;[Talkative] - Varies from time and day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU RATHER..&lt;br /&gt;[Pierce your nose or lip?] - My navel will do. HAHAHAHAHA! YEA RITE!&lt;br /&gt;[Be serious or funny?] - Both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;[Simple or complicated?] Very very complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT YOU...&lt;br /&gt;[What time is it] - 16 54&lt;br /&gt;[Name] - Shim&lt;br /&gt;[Nickname] - Shim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT...&lt;br /&gt;[Where do you want to live] - UK/Australia/even Brunei!&lt;br /&gt;[How many kids do you want]- 2 or 3 HAHAHA! If first born are twins, lagi better!&lt;br /&gt;[What kind of job do you want] - Something that I'll love and enjoy doing&lt;br /&gt;[Do you want to get married] - Would like to =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIQUE..&lt;br /&gt;[Nervous Habits] - Sudden appearance of Alzheimer's and Parkinson's diseases!&lt;br /&gt;[Are you double jointed] - What?&lt;br /&gt;[Can you raise one eyebrow] - I think I just did it...&lt;br /&gt;[Can you cross your eyes] - Ya&lt;br /&gt;[Do you make your bed daily] - Hmmm, usually my maid does it, sometimes I do it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHES, ETC...&lt;br /&gt;[Which shoe goes on first] - Right&lt;br /&gt;[Ever thrown one at someone] - Yes, my little brother *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;[How much money do you carry in your wallet]- From a few cents to $100 +++ LOL! (Nah, it's just an exaggeration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE PAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;[Bought something] - No&lt;br /&gt;[Gotten sick] - No&lt;br /&gt;[Sang] - I think so&lt;br /&gt;[Felt stupid] - I don't really think so&lt;br /&gt;[Missed someone] - No&lt;br /&gt;[Gotten drunk] - No&lt;br /&gt;[Gotten high] - I'm always high lol!&lt;br /&gt;[Danced crazy] - No&lt;br /&gt;[Gotten your hair cut] - No&lt;br /&gt;[Watched cartoons] - Yes, it was ... Mickey Mouse ka? Or Totally Spies...?&lt;br /&gt;[hung out with friends] - In school la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON THAT...&lt;br /&gt;[Slept in your bed] - Me, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;[Saw you cry] - Can't remember leh. Wait, it was Steven!&lt;br /&gt;[Made you cry] - Actually, I cried because I was "over-reacting" lol!&lt;br /&gt;[Saw a movie with you] - Victor and the gang&lt;br /&gt;[went to a playground with] - Family&lt;br /&gt;[you talked on the phone with] - Err...Sophia Chen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;br /&gt;[Been to California] - Not yet&lt;br /&gt;[Been to Europe] - Want to!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[Wished you were the opposite sex] - Opposite sex suffers from PMS, so NO! =D (not trying to be a sexist here =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTLY...&lt;br /&gt;1. Honestly, are you in love right now?&lt;br /&gt;With my Sims, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Honestly, what color is your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;What?! Must I look at it now??? *looks* It's black la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.honestly, whats on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;This stupid yet funny quiz, homework and thinking about the prizes for Talentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.honestly, what are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;This quiz la, and chatting too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Honestly, what did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;Went to school. Mid-Week services. English Comprehension. Nuclear fusion and fission. Graphs. Acids. The golden bull calf. Drawings of plant parts for Bio. Nearly got soaked in rain. Discussed about prizes for Talentine. Chatting. And doing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Honestly, what did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Brain was dead yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Honestly, have you done something bad today?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I kept smiling when I was doing my duty. And I'm not really supposed to I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Now ah? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Honestly, what makes you happy most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;Things getting MY WAY! Fulfilling my wants. Study. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Honestly, do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;Last time la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Honestly, what is your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Very funnny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Honestly, who would you really want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Honestly, do you have a deep dark secret?&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Honestly, do you hate someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Honestly, who/what do you want to hug right now?&lt;br /&gt;Someone special. Hahaha, just anyone will do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Honestly, are you in denial?&lt;br /&gt;I can't do that! I will end up agreeing with the other party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Honestly, wouldn't you rather be having sex right now?&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Honestly, Who would you like to have sex with right now?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!! Siaw la this question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Honestly, do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes/No/Don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Honestly, is it going anywhere with them?&lt;br /&gt;Going where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Honestly, did you answer all these questions honestly?&lt;br /&gt;Ya bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE'S CONFESSIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I still watch cartoons on Saturdays? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. I eat Lucky Charms? Lucky Restaurant, yes la.&lt;br /&gt;3. I go trick or treating? No&lt;br /&gt;4. I've taken a bubble bath in the last month? I've not taken a bath for a long time, and I want one!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. I have water balloon fights with my friends? No, I don't indulge myself in these kiddy activities &gt;=). &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*But I want to ;)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I still believe in Santa? I tell you that when Christmas comes&lt;br /&gt;7. Mom is still the coolest person ever? Very hip, which creeps me out =P&lt;br /&gt;8. sleep till noon? No&lt;br /&gt;9. I still pass out valintines day cards? No&lt;br /&gt;10. The boy/girl that sits next to me in a class is cute? NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;11. I still drink apple juice? Yes&lt;br /&gt;12. I sleep in my mom/dads room when I get scared? No&lt;br /&gt;13. There are monsters in my closet? So many ohhh...But they're all microscopic anyway&lt;br /&gt;14. I can't sleep with the lights off? Can sleep&lt;br /&gt;15. I can't sleep with the lights on? But prefer lights on haha!&lt;br /&gt;16. I still like piggy back rides? I FEAR THEM!&lt;br /&gt;17. Boys still make me giggle? Anyone can make me giggle&lt;br /&gt;18. Boys/girls still have cooties? What's 'cooties'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: Yes&lt;br /&gt;B - BEST FRIEND: Steven&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSH: *blank*&lt;br /&gt;D - DADS NAME: Shim also&lt;br /&gt;E - LAST PERSON OF OPPOSITE SEX YOU TALKED TO: Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR WORMS? Gummy bears&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: Muara&lt;br /&gt;I - INSTRUMENT: Piano, and my Maths set (geometrical instruments)&lt;br /&gt;K- KIDS: Twins!&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: Councillors' KK trip&lt;br /&gt;M - MILK FLAVOR : Chocolate, strawberry, vanilla&lt;br /&gt;N- NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 2&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE THING YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: Why I can't answer this question?!&lt;br /&gt;P - PHOBIAS/FEARS: Mostly irrational ones.&lt;br /&gt;Q- FAVORITE QUOTE: Can someone tell me the answer to this please?&lt;br /&gt;R - RE- POSTING THIS: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Some Malay song played in the radio&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: Today ah? 6.05 am&lt;br /&gt;U - UNKNOWN FACT ABOUT ME: How do I know if it's unknown?&lt;br /&gt;V- VEGETABLE YOU HATE: Kangkong, the 'green-purple' vegetable and some others&lt;br /&gt;W- WORST HABITS: My gosh! I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: Broken arm&lt;br /&gt;Z- ZODIAC SIGN: Libra! (They have the tendency to be lazy! -.-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I finished! Have fun reading, and bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115330142525164609?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115330142525164609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115330142525164609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115330142525164609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115330142525164609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/query-me_115330142525164609.html' title='Query Me!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115322907642313750</id><published>2006-07-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:24:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Twists!</title><content type='html'>I received this Fwd: mail from Wan Ying; thanks! Oh by the way, sorry for lack of updates, life has been "pretty busy" nowadays. But I will still blog from time to time ... if I can find the time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies.......be careful.................Men.......extra careful required...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman wanted to reach her husband on his mobile phone but discovered&lt;br /&gt;that she was out of credit, She instructed her son to use his own phone to&lt;br /&gt;pass across an urgent message to his daddy who was on site. After junior&lt;br /&gt;had called, he got back to mummy to inform her that there was a lady that&lt;br /&gt;picked up daddy's phone the three times he tried reaching dad on the&lt;br /&gt;mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waited impatiently for her husband to return from work and upon seeing&lt;br /&gt;him in the driveway, she rushed out and gave him a tight slap, and she&lt;br /&gt;slapped him again, for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from the neighborhood rushed around to find out what the cause of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the commotion was. The woman asked junior to tell everybody what the lady&lt;br /&gt;said to him when he called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior said "The subscriber you have dialed is not available at present.&lt;br /&gt;Please Try Again Later"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115322907642313750?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115322907642313750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115322907642313750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115322907642313750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115322907642313750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/funny-twists.html' title='Funny Twists!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115242805378819865</id><published>2006-07-09T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:54:13.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(-.-)</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! I'm feeling so tired today, most of my energy is drained away, leaving only enough for my cells to carry out metabolic activites (What the ****, too much Bi0logy!). Last night, we councillors have our annual dinner and a few teachers came and go at different times. Overall, the whole dinner was okay, food was so-so and then the events ... are just "okay-okay nia la".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I danced around, sang, ate and played pool and we all have fashion pageants. Hehehe. I just found out that I'm a very bad dancer and singer =P. But it's okay, I still had some fun doing that. Just wondering why the supposedly more extroverted social animals aren't really doing much to lift the dinner to high spirits. I don't know, but I can feel that it's not as lively as it should be o.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too lazy to blog more about the dinner; not really in the mood to do that. Anyway, moving on to starring taggers in this blog. Mwahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring, Jason Lew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Big, dark, handsome =P?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Has 2 families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Geography!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Utama Grand, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lethal when a rubber band gets into his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Very socialable =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. In same tuition with my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do the rest later, I got to prepare myself for swimming classes. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115242805378819865?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115242805378819865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115242805378819865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115242805378819865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115242805378819865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='(-.-)'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115224465869551939</id><published>2006-07-07T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T11:57:38.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>Later in the afternoon today, I got to go to school to take part in Pentathlon. Sigh~ I don't know what to expect. And I'm not a very athletic person (although I would like to be one lol), and to go against some other students seem pretty intimidating to me. Oh well, never mind la, I just give it my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once again, let's put someone in the limelight, namely Michael! Starring, Michael!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Actions speak louder than words (and they are lethal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The complete opposite of someone who I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dominant in the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk to the hand; let the fists do the talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your interests do not match your overt personality, but okay =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Quite different from the ex-3Y guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Remember what happened in KK where we witnessed a very "sickening" ... err ... "act" by one of our ... "room mate" =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115224465869551939?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115224465869551939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115224465869551939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115224465869551939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115224465869551939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115216578153790613</id><published>2006-07-06T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:03:01.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm...</title><content type='html'>Okay, yesterday, I guess many of you knew what happened. Our class was bombed by Miss Jane due to excessive noise pollution during Physics lesson. Let's see, it all started with Mr. Loh who just wants a peace and quiet environment to teach, but since the class was getting noisy and his patience running thin (I think so), he wrote down names of people who disrupt the class. And, at that moment, Miss Jane was like passing the class and she was slowing down when she heard the noise. So, he made use of the oppurtunity and just hand the culprits list to her. And that was how it began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long lecture lasted for approximately one hour, and it was really scary. She came back during recess to lecture the class for being uncorporative and noisy as well as not providing a suitable environment for studying and stuffs (That's just basically what the whole lecture was all about, but somehow everything was elaborated and miscellaneous comments got added into her lecture). To the extend that she requested a spot check on all of our Science notebooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't really have much comments about it la. I just keep it short and brief. You can just go around other people's blogs to obtain further details about it. Today, I don't think there is any change at all during Physics lessons, except it's more in under control. Oh well *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really in the mood to blog much, but as I promised in my earlier posts, I shall put the site's taggers, Alex and Gary into the limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring, Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. AMD! Firefox! Nvidea! ATI! Overclocking! etc, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Emo &lt; &gt; (not equal to) Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Thinks Metal &gt; Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Duty on Tuesday, blackboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gives me a very nice catchphrase whenever he sees me. It goes like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "SHIMMY SHIMMY SHIMMY TILL THE BREAK OF DAWN YEAAAAAAAAAAAHH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And I'l reply with "Hi Alex! =D" *waves hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. An aspiring baby-eater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favourite words, oh goodness, they're most swear words, like ****, ****, ******* etc etc etc. Hehe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring, Gary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He's the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. !OBILEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fuuyoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like your sense of humour ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. First met in Form 1, and you used to call me Ashimo (I think, remember?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sits in front of Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Horray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115216578153790613?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115216578153790613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115216578153790613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115216578153790613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115216578153790613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/umm.html' title='Umm...'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115200692059625078</id><published>2006-07-04T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T17:55:20.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim!</title><content type='html'>Starring, Kim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kim squared squared squared ... ... ... squared, SQUARED! = kim kim kim kim kim kim kim kim kim kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wonder if she will ever go to France *me whistling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Love your blog =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Call her beep her if you wanna reach her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nice to know you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Was starred in the last question of NSW Maths, goodness, I left that blank! So hard la =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you broke the habit of eating crackers =O ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115200692059625078?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115200692059625078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115200692059625078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115200692059625078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115200692059625078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/kim.html' title='Kim!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115199406387976973</id><published>2006-07-04T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T14:21:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my gosh, didcha hear?!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it was just an ordinary lunch with my brother, and somehow we were just chatting away until suddenly he randomly said, "Do you know so-and-so (name protected for privacy) is related to the royal family? That's what he told me!" and I was like, "Oh great! You're lying again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have believed him if he didn't give some proofs to support his statement. (Oh my, I think it sounded like he was debating &gt;.&lt;) So he said his friend told him that so-and-so lives in a palace in Jerudong when his dad was sending so-and-so home from somewhere la. Then he also mentioned that in order to go to so-and-so's house, you have to contact his mother SO THAT the security guard can open the gates for you :O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he also added that so-and-so is throwing a party at Empire Hotel sometime this year for my brother's whole class. Naturally I said "NOT FAIRRRRRR!" So filthy rich man this guy, can even afford to throw a bash at Empire. Unfairness to the society!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought that either my brother was fibbing me, or his friend was fibbing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one: Another one of his classmates again, let's name him saw-and-saw (it rhymes with so-and-so ;) ). According to my brother again, which according to saw-and-saw, he said that he was realated to Prince Charles! This time, I was really FLABBERGASTED, because 1) my brother doesn't even know who is Prince Charles and doesn't bring that up as a topic of discussion and 2) it's just utterly ridiculous and coincidental! Seriously, it is a MAJOR coincidence that 2 of his friends are related to royals, one in Brunei and one in U.K. It's hard to believe what my brother had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He again has got a proof. Saw-and-saw showed him in his mobile a picture of Prince Charles looking directly at the mobile phone. I was like, erm okay? And my brother told me, "Maybe he lived in a palace?" and I said, "Nooooo! Probably in 10 Downing Street WAHAHAHA!!!" (In case you don't know, that's the residential address of Prince Charles, if I'm not mistaken la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, I have a really hard time believing what my brother had said. Perhaps he had been conned by his "royal friends" or he's simply rambling about things. I can't find the authenticity of his statements yet. It's too much of a coincidence that two royal-related people are in the same class. But they are bloody-rich la, at least I know one of them is. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, because Diana has done it for me, I guess I have to follow suit. You all will know why later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[copied directly from Diana's blog]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag and I shall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I shall respond with something random I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;2) I shall tell you what song, movie or book reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3) I shall name something we should do together.&lt;br /&gt;4) I shall say something that only makes sense to you and me (or at least me).&lt;br /&gt;5) I shall tell you my first or clearest memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6) I shall leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.&lt;br /&gt;7) I shall ask you something that I have always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8) If I do this for you, you MUST MUST MUST MUST in turn post this on your journal so you can do the same for others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I tweaked No. 8 a bit hehehe =D. Now tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this, maybe one day I'll find out that I'm actually one of the descendants of Chin Shih Huang Ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115199406387976973?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115199406387976973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115199406387976973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115199406387976973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115199406387976973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-gosh-didcha-hear.html' title='Oh my gosh, didcha hear?!'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115191136080460727</id><published>2006-07-03T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T15:22:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rantings Revisited (RRR)</title><content type='html'>Okay, so my life nowadays is lacking the lustre. It's so ho-hum to the extend that silence is what describes it in this blog. I try to make it as interesting as possible without letting everyone slip into slumberland, so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, as you all know it was, no correction, WERE, Parents' Days a couple of days ago. And we councillors have to "assist" during the two days. I don't think my jobs need a description, there isn't really much for me to say about it. On Saturday, my Mom and I had to see Mrs. Shafee as usual (it's a tradition, i.e. she does it every year ;) ) and I was late for the PTA! LOL, so busy doing my duty &gt;.&lt;! But anyway, the meeting didn't last long, I think we took like less than 5 minutes nia to finish, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the week draws to an end, I find myself acting pretty lackadaisically. My guess is due to a flu. It has been really a while since I find myself, (or the flu finds me), getting entangled in a very bad flu. My nose was runny and full of watery icky yet clear jelly-like mucous (Ooops, sorry to ruin your appetite!), and I was needing a constant supply of tissue. My mom noticed this problem and she wanted me to take some medications (flu tablet, paracetamol, Vitamin C and countless other medications) just to cure my flu. No matter how much I resisted, she persisted, and I don't like it although I know she does it out of love. I just despise medications, they make me look like my life depended on them, which is not true, and I know how to take care of myself. Besides, it's just a flu, not some serious disease that might blossom into an epidemic and pandemic and what-nots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate medicines, that's all. I have no idea what sort of things they can do to my body. I don't trust them, seriously. In fact, I keep questioning about their efficiency. Blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for my lethargy is also due to sleep deprivation (I think I made it sound worse). I get more sleep than some of my fellow friends, yet I need more sleep. It's not sufficient, for me that is. I need roughly about 9 hours of sleep to function properly. Yea, you can call me a pig, or a naive kid, or Mama's boy if you are really nasty, but I really need that much. I can't help it. Maybe that's why my attention span is very very limited, and I can go pretty lazy after that. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Today there isn't much going on in school, except the assembly ended with the presentation of some skit which was done last time by the LitFest members. It was funny, yea, but it wasn't as funny as last time's. And then during Geography class me and Sufinaz kept singing the What You've Been Looking For from High School Musical; so funny man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Geography class, do you guys know that Mrs. Fathima has already left SAS to Saudi Arabia? She's not going to teach us, or the school, anymore =(. So our new teacher is Mdm Karen Hu who was formerly from CHMS. She's very enthusiastic about the subject hahaha! Which is great =). And she's also funny as well. Haha, so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today, after school, I talked to some 4S2 people before Chemistry class. Anyway, the class was frivolous (I hate to say that) because we mostly went through the answers for the previous Quick Check questions that I had done already, so I didn't really pay much attention hehe ^.^".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I just end here. Whoa, and I wrote a lot too. HORRAY! See you guys later, and keep on tagging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Steven, where are you? You neither blog nor tag here now =(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115191136080460727?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115191136080460727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115191136080460727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115191136080460727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115191136080460727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-rantings-revisited-rrr.html' title='Random Rantings Revisited (RRR)'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115120877910395748</id><published>2006-06-25T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:12:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, love you so much...</title><content type='html'>No, Friday is not a girl's name lol! It's just that, everything is so magical on that day, it's like things fall into place as they planned to. I love my siblings for that =D. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in the afternoon, my brother and his girlfriend checked in to Empire Hotel at about 3pm. I was excited because I finally get to swim there for the first time! (The last time I went there, it was X.x. I couldn't swim at that time.) So we just basically swam swam swam for a few hours la. But before that, we took really weird and funny pictures in their suite. It was hilarious man. But I don't like the delaying until 4 la. But it's okay la, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we finally get to swim. Hey, it's really a shame that we can't play at the kiddie slide there. You know that slide for "kids" in Empire. The one that's kind of big. Unfortunately, the royalties were there, and that place is closed down for "private function" = ( . So never mind la, we just swam at the artificial beach and the main pool. Mostly we waded around and swam a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom actually wanted us home for dinner but luckily, she said that she and my dad are going out dinner, so she told us to eat outside. I was ecstatic beyond words. We wanted to swim at the indoor pool and play bowling, but then it's already kind of late in the evening. So we ate at the Pantai after showering and drying ourselves off. The food there is EXCELLENT, but too bad I can't eat much. Hahaha, I was groaning and moaning because I can't finish my food! While we were eating, we were given a private performance by a guitarist and a...shaker? =S Both can sing la. So they sang us an oldies song. They sang beautifully, partly because I grew up hearing these oldies songs haha! So I know the tune and stuffs. ^^ I don't know the title of the song though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we wanted to go bowling, but then the sports centre was closed for the night. So we decided to watch Scary Movie 4 at the Empire Cinema which was showed at 10.40 p.m. You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went in, WE WERE THE ONLY ONES WATCHING =O. Throughout the whole show again! We were the only ones in the cinema! So sad, but so cool man. I mean, we can do anything we want, we can laugh out loud, scream out loud without giving a care to the world. Hahaha... So cool, it's like, they reserve specially for us (more like it's late in the night and people rather sleep than watch a movie =X).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary Movie 4 is a nice movie. According to my elder brother and his girlfriend, the movie actually showed different scenes from different movies, but they twisted everything in a funny way and combine together into one movie. Hahaha, at first I didn't want to go but luckily it didn't belong to the horror genre. There's a bit la, but not enough to give you nightmares. Below lists the scene of movies that they used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Spoilers ahead! If you haven't watch, don't read it --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;War of the Worlds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Grudge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Village&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brokeback Mountain (HAHAHAHA!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Million Dollar Baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;911 - President Bush at Florida classroom when it happened.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oprah Winfrey's interview with "Tom Cruise"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And others I can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End spoilers --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's a very funny movie la. But it's sort of dirty and sick! =O And, I don't know, it's kind of pointless; the moral of the story wasn't strong enough. Typical of comedies la. If you like to get a good laugh, then watch this. It would be funnier if you watched all of the movies listed above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I loved last Friday. I had a great time with my siblings. Thank you, thank you! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115120877910395748?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115120877910395748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115120877910395748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115120877910395748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115120877910395748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/friday-love-you-so-much.html' title='Friday, love you so much...'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115120756883492964</id><published>2006-06-25T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:49:40.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K.K. Trip</title><content type='html'>Man, I really have lots of blogging to do. But I'm happy that the last week of my holidays was simply wonderful and enjoyable, it's like a dream come true XP. Okay, first things first, I have got to blog about the K.K. trip we councillors made. Erm ... I just copy and paste from the report that I typed out already for Mable, so here it is la, the "abridged version". Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;On the 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of June 2006, the Student Council and some Form 5 students together with Miss Jane and Cikgu Chong assembled outside the school on a crisp and cool Monday morning. We departed from St. Andrew’s School by an air-conditioned and spacious bus at about 7 a.m. After making several pit stops on the way, we arrived at Kota Kinabalu at around 4 p.m. Our proposed stay was supposed to be at the hostel at Likas Sports Complex, but unfortunately, due to some inconveniences we have to bear, we changed our place of stay to Capital Hotel in Kota Kinabalu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;The next morning (20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; June 2006) the students were brought around Kota Kinabalu and visited some places of interest. We also want to extend our thanks to some of the Institut Sinaran’s former councillors and Mr. Tan who acted as our guides during the trip. Our first stop was at Sutera Harbour Hotel, a five-star hotel in Kota Kinabalu. We were brought around to enjoy its grandeur and beauty as well as its sceneries. After that, we then went to Yayasan, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sabah&lt;/st1:place&gt;, which is a tall building that has rotating floors on each level and houses a rotating restaurant near the top floor as well. We stayed for a short while and took a few pictures instead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;Later, we made a visit to the University Malaysia Sabah (UMS). We first visited its Marine Research Centre where a guide gave us a tour showing us creatures that dwell inside the sea. It gave us an awareness of the fauna and flora that are surviving under the sea. After that, we were privileged enough to be given a tour around the campus of the university and even visited its museum as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;In the afternoon, we made an educational visit to Institut Sinaran, a school that facilitates primary, secondary and sixth form students. We were given a welcome lunch as a welcoming gesture from Institut Sinaran. During the lunch, several of their councillors mingled with us and everyone had a good time getting to know each other. We then witnessed presentations from both schools.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;During the presentation made by Institut Sinaran, our student councillors were made aware of their student council’s operation. Their system is a lot different from our Student Council. We took note of the differences and hopefully, we may be able to implement some of their ideas into our own Student Council where appropriate. Immediately after the presentations, students and teachers from Institut Sinaran and St. Andrew’s School celebrated Ebbie’s birthday, one of our fellow councillor. Councillors from Institut Sinaran then organised some games for everyone to enjoy and have fun and in the meantime, helping to foster relationships between the two schools. It was certainly enjoyable and everybody had fun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;During the third day of our trip (21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; June 2006), we visited a national park somewhere near &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mt.&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Kinabalu&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. We sight-saw for a while before heading back to the capital of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sabah&lt;/st1:place&gt; and there we spent the rest of the afternoon doing whatever we fancied.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-GB" &gt;We ended our last day of our trip by visiting Pulau Manukan. There, councillors, teachers and students did whatever they wanted. Some waded in the sea water, some played football, some just lazed around, some hiked and some even jet skied. Overall, everyone had a lot of fun. After spending a good few hours on the island, we went back to the hotel and prepared ourselves before heading back to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brunei&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. We finally arrived at St. Andrew’s safely at around 7 p.m. and everyone headed back home, tired and exhausted but happy that they are able to enjoy themselves on a very interesting educational trip to Kota Kinabalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Add-ons made by me =D :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the 2nd and 3rd day, Mable and Jordine went into our room at night (my roomies are Steven, Michael and Jia Wei) and talked dirty till late, nearly 1 a.m. la!! =S They are really bold you know, especially Jordine hahaha!!! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss Jane and Cikgu Chong are cool! They're so different when they're away from school you know ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think this is a cool trip, because this is my first time travelling alone with friends and having to share a room with them. But they kept sleeping so late and so tiring la! But had fun la, that's the most important thing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ummm...that's all?! I think about it and repost again later if I can remember what else happen. Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115120756883492964?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115120756883492964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115120756883492964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115120756883492964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115120756883492964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/kk-trip.html' title='K.K. Trip'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115061561211732853</id><published>2006-06-18T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T15:26:52.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny things</title><content type='html'>As everyone knows, today is Father's Day. Yes, another shoutout to the dads and dads-to-be wishing you all happy father's day, especially my dad =). Okay, anyway, today I went out lunch with my family, except my elder brother who went to Miri to party around, I think -.-". But he's coming back later anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very normal day actually, but it turned out pretty differently when my dad saw a shirt he brought for me in Greece and asked me to wear it out. At first, I was hesistant because the Parthenon iron on picture in orange background doesn't look really great in that black shirt. But I suddenly remembered today is Father's Day, so I wore it for the sake of my dad. Hahaha =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to go out, I saw my little brother, wearing a white shirt WITH THE PARTHENON IRON ON TOO! I was like, omg, this isn't happening, tell me this is all a dream. But it isn't. I quickly told my brother to change, but he doesn't want to. I wanted to change, but I don't want to upset my dad. So in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both wear the Parthenon t-shirt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! That was really embarrassing you know, going around Jaya to the food court wearing the nearly similar 2 t-shirts. It's like...WE'RE TWINS!!! OMGGG! And the worse thing is, my brother wanted to embarrass both of us by walking together?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I don't want to describe in detail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's kind of funny and cool as well. Hahaha, the ironies. I remember that when we were younger, we usually wear similar shirts to go out kai kai. Wah liewww... I don't think I want to relieve the same experience again...ever... Lucky my elder brother isn't around, otherwise he too will ridicule me =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go swimming class now (tiring!), so I catch you guys later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115061561211732853?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115061561211732853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115061561211732853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115061561211732853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115061561211732853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/funny-things.html' title='Funny things'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-115028110263755136</id><published>2006-06-14T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:31:42.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>Previous post deleted. I myself also do not understand what I was rambling about =S. Anyway, my life during the holidays now can be described in just 2 words: Sims 2! Yes,  my whole life has been revolving around Sims 2 ever since the beginning of holidays (and some aforementioned problems too). Hoping that maybe after the holidays, I will get sick of Sims 2 and can concentrate better in my schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the cycle of procrastination repeats itself again, threatening to destroy my life as the tests draws nearer. Lol, it always happens and has been happening since ... since when again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this post is rather short, it's more like telling people that I'm still alive and this blog is still active. And thanks guys, I'm okay now. I think I made things go really REALLY out of perspective. Never mind. I'm glad that things are slowly returning back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of...hehe... *gives a goofy grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-115028110263755136?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/115028110263755136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=115028110263755136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115028110263755136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/115028110263755136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-114957362061923335</id><published>2006-06-06T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:00:20.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Lessons of Life</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Luisa Jie Jie for this splendid Fwd: mail. Keep on sending me yea ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;div class="RTE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EACH  PERSON WHO ENTERS OUR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAS A UNIQUE  LESSON TO TEACH US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is only through  these lessons that we learn about life, people, relationships and God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE LIES TO YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that things are not always as they  seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is often far  beneath the  surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look beneath the masks that people wear if  you want to know their heart. And remove  your own masks to let people know yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE STEALS FROM YOU&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that nothing is forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always appreciate what you have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you never know when you might lose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never, ever take your friends and family for  granted because today is the only guarantee you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE INFLICTS  AN  INJURY UPON YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that the  human state is a fragile one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protect and  take care of your body as best you can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the only thing you are sure to have  forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE MOCKS  YOU,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#0000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that no two people are alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you encounter people who are different from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't judge them by how they look or act;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead base your opinion  on the contents  of their heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE BREAKS YOUR HEART,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that loving someone does not always mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that person will love you  back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't turn your back on love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because when you find the right person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the joy that one person brings will make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the past hurts put  together. A hundredfold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN  SOMEONE HOLDS A GRUDGE AGAINST YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it  teaches you that everyone makes mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are wronged, the most virtuous thing you can  do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is forgive the offender without  pretense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving those who have hurt us  is the most difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and courageous thing Man can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN A LOVED ONE IS UNFAITHFUL TO YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that resisting temptation is Man's greatest challenge. Be vigilant in your existance against all  temptation. By doing so you will be rewarded with an enduring sense of  satisfaction far greater than the temporary pleasure by which you were tempted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE CHEATS ON YOU,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that greed is the root of all  evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspire to make your dreams come  true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how lofty they may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not feel guilty about your success,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but never let an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;obsession with achieving your goals lead you to engage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in malevolent activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE  RIDICULES YOU,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#6000bf;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches you that nobody  is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept people for their merits and be tolerant of their flaws. Do not ever reject someone for imperfections over which they have no control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God replied that Man's capacity to love is the greatest gift he has. At the root of all kindness is love, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EACH ACT OF LOVE ALSO TEACHES US A LESSON.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SOMEONE LOVES  US,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches us that love, kindness,  charity,honesty, humility, forgiveness and acceptance can counteract all the evil in the world. For every good deed, there is one less evil  deed. Man alone has the power to control  the balance between good and evil, but  because the lessons of love are not taught often enough, the power is too often abused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you enter someone's life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether by plan, chance or coincidence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDER WHAT YOUR LESSON WILL BE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you teach love or a harsh lesson of  reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you die will your life have resulted in more loving or hurting? More comfort or pain? More joy or sadness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us has power over the balance of love in the  world. Use it wisely. Don't miss an opportunity to nudge the world's scale in the right  direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-114957362061923335?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/114957362061923335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=114957362061923335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/114957362061923335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/114957362061923335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/greatest-lessons-of-life.html' title='Greatest Lessons of Life'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-114957355898870471</id><published>2006-06-06T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T13:59:19.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/06/06</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a nice date we have today! And today is very special too. Today is another anniversary of D-Day. Today is also my little brother's birthday. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 13th Birthday Lil' Bro ^^!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love you despite that I always tease you ;) (Sorry la, can't help it =P). You always make the house so lively, because of your funny and charismatic nature that always brighten up my day. But you shall forever be 3 years old in my eyes though, you still act so babyish leh! =P Hehehe...Love ya loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-114957355898870471?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/114957355898870471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=114957355898870471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/114957355898870471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/114957355898870471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/060606.html' title='06/06/06'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6659567.post-114950171067000363</id><published>2006-06-05T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:01:50.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm hmm</title><content type='html'>Yea, sorry guys, I have been so engrossed into my Sims 2 game I actually couldn't find the time to blog. That game is fun man, especially since I got hold of the Open for Business expansion pack. Wow, so cool man, my Sims can actually run a business (D-u-h! Obviously, like the title of the game says). They had set up shops both at home and at community lots, but so far, they only managed to lose a lot of money, or earn insignificant sums of profit. Yea, it's that bad. Aiya, still a n00b la, hopefully their business will skyrocket ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from Saturday. Hmm, let's see. Oh yes, we have a very very long assembly. It lasted 2 periods =O. One of the longest until everyone has to sit down. Prizes were given out, and I don't know how, I was somehow dragged to the stage and give away prizes (actually just carry the tray nia). My legs were so sore from carrying my own body weight for that long. And after assembly, I lack the energy to study in class. It was so long, so boring, so tiring, so UGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During English period, everyone had to check their marks and calculate their aggregates and their averages. Mine was okay la. But it will be kind of terrible la it it is my GCE O' Level results. Thank goodness I was given extra credit for Physics for doing the corrections for Mid-Year Exam and First Assessment, I managed to somehow get a credit for Physics. Yay! (Though I don't really deserve it =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this guy (I'm so tempted to brand him nasty names, but what the heck) who managed to beat me in Mid-Year Exams and he's like going "YES!" and gave an evil SMIRK of victory when I ermm... "shouted" my marks to Mrs. Shafee. And that's not all. He's like yippity yay-ing around for a while. And it's so annoying okay? You beat me? Oh, good loh. As if I care. (Okay, I do okay? You made me kind of furious with you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this leads to another issue I want to raise. Kiasu-ism. What about it you say? Well, in schools, the top pupils usually have this kind of attitude which Singaporeans call it being "kiasu". Directly translated from Hokkien (I think), it means afraid to lose. I admit, I am kiasu even today, but I'm happy that I manage to not fret too much about my marks AND overreact. It was worse last time, to the point until even I got high marks, I will go cranky and berserk and do things that an ordinary student wouldn't. Just because I couldn't beat the Top 1. Looking back, I realised I was acting rather stupid, pointless and didn't help at all. Even worse, I looked like a jerk in front of my friends! They were like "You got so high already. What's there to be mad about?" and I, having a rather stubborn and ignorant nature, just continue grieving. It's really sad =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in class during the post-exam period, I can't help BUT notice a certain kiasu person (no offense, but I seriously feel that your efforts in trying to win back marks you do not deserve is simply futile) keeps coming to the front hoping to earn marks, even though he's already the highest. You know what? I am so tempted to go to the front and claim marks too but, nah, it's not worth the trouble and I do not want to ridicule myself in front of the whole class. And if you're trying to seed the kiasu quality back into me, I'm sorry, but I rather not be anymore. Because it's pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the reason why I slackened off a lot. I lost the attitude of studying diligently. Always trying to burn the midnight oil. It's bad and I am trying to find back myself and quickly get into the track of studying not to beat people (although it will be nice change to be the top dog instead of second to best), but for the sake of my future. I need a secure life, and I want my future to be bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay. Let me bring myself back down from fantasy into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me gather my thoughts for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. On Saturday, the last period was reserved for students to witness the Tug-of-War. One word, disappointed. It was just so boring. Whatever happened to the aggresiveness in that game? Everyone was like defensive and the words "Lock, lock!" is always heard. It's too long too. I don't know who won though.  And it was rather short too. Sigh~ And so will this paragraph too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Sports Day. IT WAS TIRING AND LONG AND IT WAS MAJORLY BORING X10. Ughhh. (Okay, this is quickly becoming a cliché). At first, we councillors have to march the march past. My march was horrible. My left arm kept moving with my left leg, when it's supposed to be the opposite. Man, that was so embarrassing. I think we looked rather inferior compared to the Police Cadets and Boys Bridage -.-". And we have to stand under the hot afternoon sun, and I forgot to mention that we have to wear blazers throughout the whole event! Like I was saying, after the march past, we together with the rest have to gather at the front of the field, sing the national anthem and listen to speeches. Oh man! At least the speeches were not too bad though. It was something about sports and success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after that, us councillors go off doing their assigned duties. I was a prize steward, and I mostly have to guide the winners to the victory bench and ask them to wait there to collect their prizes. I sometimes assist in the prize giving. It was tiring la, have to run to and fro the tracks to guide the winners. Man, I wish I could win a sport medal. I really want one. I don't want to be just a nerd nia =S. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the event, there was a walkathon in which teachers have to take part. It was a funny sight! Man, some teachers can really walk man. Especially Mr. Bronie and Miss Agnes. Wah liew! My mouth was wide agape man when I saw them. Huff huff puff puff. =O And it was during the prize giving time when the prize stewards encountered a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st prize was missing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! We were all like so confused, so lost, so blur. Who could have taken the 1st prize unintentionally or intentionally we do not know. And everyone was like puzzled, confused and angry. It was so scary la. We never did find the prize. Somehow, one of the teachers had to sacrifice his/her 1st prize and it was given to...Miss Jane =S ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember that well. It was all a blur to me. I was already so tired my sense of self has already shut down and gone to sleep. Later the councillors have to clean up the place. I feel like I turun pangkat already la LOL! And you know what? Most of them have like, already left -.-"". But whatever la, I just clean up anyway and balik kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to the dinner yesterday though. So utterly tired and lethargic. I don't really like to attend these social events. I always feel left out! I don't regret staying at home =). &lt;strike&gt;Dinner at home is much more delicious and always very homely =)&lt;/strike&gt; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of today and last night was spent playing Sims 2 all the time. Hehe, I'm so happy with my Sims. Okay, okay, I know you guys had enough of hearing me blabbing about Sims 2 all the time, but it's a really cool game for me ^^. Haha... I do come online at times though, to check around people's blogs, tag and stuff. I missed a lot on their lives. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. This is a pretty long post. I hope this keeps you satisfied. More coming your way soon! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6659567-114950171067000363?l=mystiblaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/feeds/114950171067000363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6659567&amp;postID=114950171067000363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/114950171067000363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6659567/posts/default/114950171067000363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystiblaze.blogspot.com/2006/06/umm-hmm.html' title='Umm hmm'/><author><name>freshrimp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12976853135021986340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v130/mystiblaze/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
