<?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-3051814289101606788</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:32:09.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1562873540575814675</id><published>2009-06-08T20:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:08:13.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heigh-ho</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda stuck on the words I am going to say, I've abandoned this blog for so long! Oh gosh. Anyway I have good reasons why I am hiatus-ing, finals in two weeks (oh my) and, can't think of anything else. But that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am closing this blog for a while, who knows until when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my twitter (click at the link at the top ;D)! Just made it yesterday... Cos sometimes I have too much thing to say every now and then: too short for a blog post, too personal to be an MSN PM and too frequent that it will annoy people if I continue to update my status at Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1562873540575814675?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1562873540575814675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1562873540575814675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1562873540575814675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1562873540575814675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/06/heigh-ho.html' title='Heigh-ho'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1372336287348248965</id><published>2009-05-04T14:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:59:40.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee and TV</title><content type='html'>Just feeling like posting nonsense. I love BLUR... :D:D:D:D:D:D Yays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing an essay about Facebook now. Dear, why do I always write my essay the day before it needs to be submitted? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lose weight... And with all this swine flu thing going on, I am increasingly becoming very paranoid whenever I cough, sneeze or when I am close to someone who do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will delete this post soon! Really not up to my blog standard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1372336287348248965?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1372336287348248965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1372336287348248965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1372336287348248965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1372336287348248965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/05/coffee-and-tv.html' title='Coffee and TV'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-9141107380609392044</id><published>2009-04-20T23:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:37:46.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Gates</title><content type='html'>I was typing my movie review when I decided to do some research about "Who Wants to be a Millionaire". There are, in fact, there are people who actually won the $/£/whatever 1 million prize! How come there is none in the Indonesian version? And the Indonesian version is not even in Wikipedia! I'M ANGRY AND ASHAMED! Yup, cos in my primary school days I watched the quiz every Saturday night. Gather all the slumdogs and let them join the game please, surely we will get a winner. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point is, I want to share to you guys about what was happening when the first winner, John Carpenter, arrived to his final question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Question: Which of these former U.S. presidents appeared on the television series "Laugh-In?&lt;br /&gt;A) Lyndon Johnson B) Richard Nixon C) Jimmy Carter D) Gerald Ford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Carpenter used the lifeline Phone-a-Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regis: ...John you've got thirty seconds, starts right now.&lt;br /&gt;John : Hi, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Tom  : Hi!&lt;br /&gt;John : Um...I don't really need your help, I just wanted to let you know that I'm gonna win the million dollars..."&lt;br /&gt;(crowd laughs, then starts cheering)&lt;br /&gt;John : (with 7 seconds remaining) ...because the U.S. President that appeared on 'Laugh-In' is Richard Nixon and that's my final answer.&lt;br /&gt;Regis: Well, my gosh. What can I say except: Debbie (Carpenter's wife), you're going to Paris, and this is the final answer heard all around the world, he's won a million dollars!&lt;br /&gt;(crowd cheers wildly)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have watched lots of TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-9141107380609392044?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9141107380609392044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=9141107380609392044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9141107380609392044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9141107380609392044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/04/bill-gates.html' title='Bill Gates'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7972409780372445659</id><published>2009-04-20T19:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:32:23.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saline</title><content type='html'>My 100th blog post! OMG, this blog has existed for more than a year and this is only the start of the three digit number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Se0rs9VzRaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/X-Zo7iUtQeU/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Se0rs9VzRaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/X-Zo7iUtQeU/s400/34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326961985629406626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. No wonder today is so, hot? And I have this theory why the moon and the sun look much much bigger here, cos I am now at the northern hemisphere and the earth is rotating at some axis (22&lt;superscript&gt; degrees&lt;/superscript&gt;?) hence this area has got the most intense sunlight than the other place on earth. Maybe second to North Pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling dizzy. Heatstroke, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to Restaurant City! Hahaha! Usually I am laughing at people who go gaga over Facebook games, but I am now. Oh and anyone knows how to make cheap and fast money? Or, how do you get ingredients?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during maths, we were selecting debate topics for the project. There are so many topics that made us go L-O-L. I laughed myself to tears. Things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should students have boyfriend and girlfriend?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books should be made cheap *fullstop*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is Blackberry storm from Verizon a better deal than iPhone from AT&amp;amp;T?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should testing of human products against &lt;b&gt;non-human animals&lt;/b&gt; be done?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are Asians going to populate the world?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And I believe there are more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to &lt;strike&gt;write Slumdog Millionaire movie review&lt;/strike&gt; play Restaurant City.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7972409780372445659?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7972409780372445659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7972409780372445659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7972409780372445659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7972409780372445659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/04/saline.html' title='Saline'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Se0rs9VzRaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/X-Zo7iUtQeU/s72-c/34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1351734850106703799</id><published>2009-04-15T19:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:19:07.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Violet hill</title><content type='html'>Nah... this is going to be a complaining post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my chemistry teacher so much that I dare to say that Yitkee's rank has gone up in my favourite teacher list. Seriously, after graduating, I find out that he's nice. Forgive all my shenanigans back then! Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting Fiona's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hehe! come on, don't you miss him!? and srsly, he looks older already.&lt;br /&gt;he was 34 last year right, now he looks 53 T.T he looks super shag.&lt;br /&gt;and he's gonna become VP at some random school soon.&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO GO FIND HIM NEXT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;wahkaoz, i will miss him like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i went and look for him some time back, he told me&lt;br /&gt;"Fiona, I shouldn't have put in so much effort for your art!"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, that sucker :D&lt;br /&gt;4d *edit, 4Miracle!* feels different without him, sadded.&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells, life goes on. hope he'll do well in wherever he goes!&lt;br /&gt;and that he won't get annoying students like Fiona in t next school.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! and no more crazy students who pon Art to eat KFC or watch 12Lotus.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that makes me want to eat KFC. :3 I miss 4D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classes here are aww... there's like minimum interactions between the students (exception for Math class :D). And unluckily, I know no one who takes 2 or more same class with me. That sucks. All I can to is to bitch about that *rolls eyes* chemistry teacher with Vy from English, he's under the same guy but at different session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just briefly listing what are the things that make me so effing irritated. He expects us to know everything, including the population of California. What's the reason behind it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"California! The biggest state in the US! You're living in California, don't you? It's the most important state that we have an element named after it, Californium! Other states do not have such thing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a freak... Oh and not mentioning that he seemed angry that I am not using the periodic table he gave us, mine is photocopied from the textbook. Wth, they contain the same information, don't they? I don't get any advantage from it, it does not have the name of the elements and the only possible difference between those two tables is the last digit of the atomic mass. Speaking of which, I only now realize that atomic masses of elements can't possibly be in integers. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of typing this entry, I broke down on the phone when calling my mother. Seriously, my emotion is very labil nowadays. Even I am scared of it. It's like, what am I doing all these things for? It's not for me definetely, since I am questioning myself like this. Nah, I don't want to have an ahlian like blog entry (something like: I miss you baby, please come back to me, I am so hurt and emo without you, etc.) but please... someone, notice it, help me, I need a shoulder to cry on, Patrick Dempsey's preferably. Okay I am getting out of point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non son più forte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1351734850106703799?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1351734850106703799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1351734850106703799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1351734850106703799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1351734850106703799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/04/violet-hill.html' title='Violet hill'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2944164930464223293</id><published>2009-04-12T20:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:01:00.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeeze theorem</title><content type='html'>Nah, just distracting myself from the workloads I have to finish. :) I realise that these days I keep sneaking a tube of ice cream to my room and eat it while doing homeworks. What a way to get fat fast. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPgAQ_SW_Wk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPgAQ_SW_Wk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=es&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww... I love to see him dancing with the Craiglist dancers and THE READER DANCE! Sexiest man alive FTW! And Anne Hathaway is just adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Continue working while humming to the lyrics, "How come comic book movies never get nominated?"*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2944164930464223293?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2944164930464223293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2944164930464223293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2944164930464223293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2944164930464223293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/04/squeeze-theorem.html' title='Squeeze theorem'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2622100460987030454</id><published>2009-04-10T17:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:57:03.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murasaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/vt5gsiPIIw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/vt5gsiPIIw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=vt5gsiPIIw" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=vt5gsiPIIw" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=vt5gsiPIIw" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=vt5gsiPIIw" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/vt5gsiPIIw/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best album I have ever heard. Makes you high in a mere count of seconds. First heard it when I was in P5. My classmate lent me the CD after he found out that I love Bon Jovi (influence from my father :D) and I like it so much that I decide to buy my own casette. Haha, I sort of missing cassete and tape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Bon Jovi is, hot. Sizzling, burning, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway spring has finally arrived and gosh, it's BEAUTIFUL. Flowers are literally blooming at every corners of the roads, the neighbourhood is suddenly so full of colours (notice that I'm still using British English here, old habit dies hard) and the fragrant smell of roses! Yeah, roses! Finally I am seeing them for real... Blame my upbringing in a tropical country that I've become this excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Suddenly I want to be a botanist. No, a rockstar. OH PLEASE YOU'RE AN ENGINEERNING MAJOR DEARR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, pictures. The first one is the rose from my house's garden. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qDtuuVkI/AAAAAAAAAOk/agrSzbLcEF0/s1600-h/10042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qDtuuVkI/AAAAAAAAAOk/agrSzbLcEF0/s400/10042009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323230634111292994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qDZG2WWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4OihMIJOnvs/s1600-h/09042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qDZG2WWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4OihMIJOnvs/s400/09042009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323230628575336802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qDM8R27I/AAAAAAAAAOU/kcLWsKtjAbk/s1600-h/09042009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qDM8R27I/AAAAAAAAAOU/kcLWsKtjAbk/s400/09042009(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323230625309776818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qC4JCnNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tJuMeqt-gUc/s1600-h/09042009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qC4JCnNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tJuMeqt-gUc/s400/09042009(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323230619726159058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's creepy that some people actually put too much fertilizers on plants so that a rose can measure up to 20cm in diameter. Yuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT ANTI-GENETIC MODIFICATION MOVEMENTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2622100460987030454?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2622100460987030454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2622100460987030454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2622100460987030454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2622100460987030454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/04/murasaki.html' title='Murasaki'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sd_qDtuuVkI/AAAAAAAAAOk/agrSzbLcEF0/s72-c/10042009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-8373242918709803212</id><published>2009-04-05T14:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:23:05.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>Taken from Sherlyn's blog. From her comments, this might be her GP essay question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes we always tend to look at the alternative life we have missed out or forgo when we choose one path or the other. But this is bad, because we tend to not treasure what we have currently.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, stuck in the tangled net of contradictions, ironies and regret... I'm bad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this very second I am still thinking, dreaming and fantasizing life in JC. Hope that the thoughts will stop, finally, tomorrow. Yes, school is finally starting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I choose to do in life and I will never look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo! And tomorrow when I wake up, I will see what award will the band get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-8373242918709803212?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8373242918709803212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=8373242918709803212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8373242918709803212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8373242918709803212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/04/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4204878364649043861</id><published>2009-03-31T21:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:26:29.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In A Gabba Da Vida</title><content type='html'>This scene from The Simpsons had me and my brother laughing our butts off. Hope he reads my blog, he'll be delighted. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style='width:470px;height:406px;' width='470' height='406' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' data='http://www.myvideo.de/movie/2408506'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.myvideo.de/movie/2408506'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='AllowFullscreen' value='true'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='AllowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.myvideo.de/movie/2408506' width='470' height='406'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4204878364649043861?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4204878364649043861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4204878364649043861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4204878364649043861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4204878364649043861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-gabba-da-vida.html' title='In A Gabba Da Vida'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5565055560699517386</id><published>2009-03-31T10:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:39:59.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With the Devils</title><content type='html'>Okay, suddenly I miss band so much after listening to so much recordings of Danse Diabolique in the Youtube. Just realised that it's a super super awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has the recording of MCB playing in the soundcheck? :D Band members?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I want to fly back to Singapore. Oh, but that day my school is starting so, yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5565055560699517386?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5565055560699517386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5565055560699517386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5565055560699517386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5565055560699517386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/with-devils.html' title='With the Devils'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-115663732464425362</id><published>2009-03-28T23:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:14:50.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;A month had passed since I agreed ot the divorce and she moved out. A non-month. Unfocused and unfelt, a lukewarm protoplasm of a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changed from day to day, not one thing. I woke up at seven, made toast and coffee, headed out to work, ate dinner out, had one or two drinks, went home, read in bed for an hour, turned off the lights and slept. Saturdays and Sundays, instead of work, I was out killing time from morning on, making the rounds of movie theaters. Then I had dinner and a couple of drinks, read, and went to sleep, alone. So it went: I passed through the month the way people X out days on a calendar, one after the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "A Wild Sheep Chase", chapter 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not that I am having a divorce/heartbreak. It's just, nothing can describe my current situation better than these two paragraphs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-115663732464425362?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115663732464425362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=115663732464425362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/115663732464425362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/115663732464425362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6767769678137625133</id><published>2009-03-26T20:21:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:48:03.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuts and Bolts</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Sir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received your bicycle today but I am sorry to tell you that the gear shift is broken. Please find the photographs attached as evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order Number: 002-xxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;Pacific 24-Inch Women's Stratus Mountain Bike (Blue)&lt;br /&gt;SKU: xxxxxxP&lt;br /&gt;Quantity Ordered: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me an RMA number so I can send the defective bicycle back to you and ensure that the replacement bike is in perfect condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHI31p0FI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_BLZVScIYtc/s1600-h/26032009%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHI31p0FI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_BLZVScIYtc/s400/26032009%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317703477771227218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHI__HR2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/tC9SDR3FT1k/s1600-h/26032009%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHI__HR2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/tC9SDR3FT1k/s400/26032009%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317703479958390626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHI2wd_6I/AAAAAAAAANw/-IEVyuef3f8/s1600-h/26032009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHI2wd_6I/AAAAAAAAANw/-IEVyuef3f8/s400/26032009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317703477481045922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHIV142SI/AAAAAAAAANo/7TBfKSx54RA/s1600-h/26032009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHIV142SI/AAAAAAAAANo/7TBfKSx54RA/s400/26032009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317703468645407010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! *crying like a little kid whose candy is snatched away by some bullies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit! My first online transaction ended up in a disaster. Yep, ordered my bicycle at 22nd night, and have been anxiously waiting since then. Today I received email from Fedex saying that my order is going to arrive today. I walked to the front door for countless times to see a Fedex man passing a package to Ms Zhang (refer to the advertisement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 5 PM,I found a box stranded at the front door. I thought, "YES! The bike is finally here!" but when I opened it, to my disappointment, it's not assembled. Okay, I thought it's fine, might need a little work and adjustment before riding it (which usually will double the satisfaction and love to that bike, for me) but yeah, that was the time I realised that the gear thumb lever was broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobs. I'll never buy anything from online stores anymore. Never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6767769678137625133?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6767769678137625133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6767769678137625133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6767769678137625133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6767769678137625133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/nuts-and-bolts.html' title='Nuts and Bolts'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/ScxHI31p0FI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_BLZVScIYtc/s72-c/26032009%28006%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5325442088435594075</id><published>2009-03-25T11:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:24:07.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Tank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/32trW7CWaV/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/32trW7CWaV/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=32trW7CWaV" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=32trW7CWaV" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=32trW7CWaV" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=32trW7CWaV" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/32trW7CWaV/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Where's the love song?&lt;br /&gt;To set us free&lt;br /&gt;Too many people down&lt;br /&gt;Everything turning the wrong way around&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what love will be&lt;br /&gt;But if we start dreaming now&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows we'll never leave the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've been so busy lately&lt;br /&gt;that you haven't found the time&lt;br /&gt;To open up your mind&lt;br /&gt;And watch the world spinning gently out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the sunshine on your face&lt;br /&gt;It's in a computer now&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the future, way out in space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm not dreaming but are we out of time?&lt;br /&gt;We're out of time&lt;br /&gt;Out of time&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, the trailer for "Up" is up! (LOL) Aaaarggghh... want to watch it very badly. The trailer fulfils all my wildest childhood dreams, let alone the movie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyyrYPTjPJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyyrYPTjPJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise that I haven't even watched Bolt yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5325442088435594075?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5325442088435594075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5325442088435594075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5325442088435594075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5325442088435594075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-tank.html' title='Think Tank'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-8419377527279356978</id><published>2009-03-24T20:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:29:26.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuoco</title><content type='html'>An update about life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I finally got my booklist and spent the day buying books from the school bookstore and another store just opposite the campus. Guess how much damage did the shopping inflict to my pocket. Roughly half the price of a ticket back to Singapore/Indo. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so let's start the picture spamming! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn9lGstAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OD8VGvU4Qd8/s1600-h/24032009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn9lGstAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OD8VGvU4Qd8/s400/24032009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316965511461647362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome my new babies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn999_wGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OMSNAzMtPXA/s1600-h/24032009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn999_wGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OMSNAzMtPXA/s400/24032009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316965518136033378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is math textbook, much heavier and fatter than my suddenly mini Amath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn-SwOUHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IgXGwmIiYlQ/s1600-h/24032009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn-SwOUHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IgXGwmIiYlQ/s400/24032009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316965523715412082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem stuff. As obese as math and totally money sucking. And if I'm required to purchase test tubes, I'll bang my head on the wall since I've thrown away my previous set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn-fxt88I/AAAAAAAAANA/zNUWUKH6fG0/s1600-h/24032009%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn-fxt88I/AAAAAAAAANA/zNUWUKH6fG0/s400/24032009%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316965527211340738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming and English. Dammit, Shakespeare? T.T Gonna flunk for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn-6s-CgI/AAAAAAAAANI/Tq-Yf0ezFjk/s1600-h/24032009%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn-6s-CgI/AAAAAAAAANI/Tq-Yf0ezFjk/s400/24032009%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316965534439180802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacks of library books I borrowed, due date is the day before school starts (6 April, MCB's central judging! Jiayou guys and especially percussionists! :D). Arrgghh, someone please tell me that staring at the computer screen from dawn to dusk is not good for your eyes and please shove books into my face... See, so nice, so interesting... START READING! But after I finish this entry :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmqeh3HNxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3ijEqHkJ2bI/s1600-h/24032009%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmqeh3HNxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3ijEqHkJ2bI/s400/24032009%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316968276549908242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the worst purchase of my life. Bought this padlock in school bookstore for $5.99, while actually at normal hardware stores, for that price you can get 2 of those. What the...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I bet some of you are guessing what kind of people do I live under the same roof with, so I'll introduce them here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmqe4PgxzI/AAAAAAAAANY/W-xSWsp3L-s/s1600-h/21032009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmqe4PgxzI/AAAAAAAAANY/W-xSWsp3L-s/s400/21032009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316968282557826866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nina, the house owner. Yes, for you with racist thoughts, let me make things clear that she doesn't wear sari everyday, it happened that when I took this photo she was about to go out for some ocassion. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmqe366dZI/AAAAAAAAANg/8Iu5hnNLv5Q/s1600-h/21032009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmqe366dZI/AAAAAAAAANg/8Iu5hnNLv5Q/s400/21032009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316968282471429522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Emi from the room next door. Notice the height difference. Awww... I hate being short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, I think that's that... Can't wait for school to start! Oh, and I will read books. And do some brain workout. Someone put me into the model student mood please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-8419377527279356978?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8419377527279356978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=8419377527279356978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8419377527279356978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8419377527279356978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuoco.html' title='Fuoco'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Scmn9lGstAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OD8VGvU4Qd8/s72-c/24032009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-322112751090176725</id><published>2009-03-21T23:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:28:49.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chanson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/F0VmsfrjAs/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" 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style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=u1x4IeRlkV" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=u1x4IeRlkV" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=u1x4IeRlkV" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=u1x4IeRlkV" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/u1x4IeRlkV/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumping songs again. :) Used to hear those songs every morning, I think when I was only 6 years old. Couldn't find the whole playlist from that CD though. I had the original CD, but it's lost... One of the biggest regret in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to San Francisco again today. Weather was not really good, chilly and cloudy, soon after we arrived it started to drizzle. Had dimsum and my sis' auntie checked some stores at Chinatown, and then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Monday to come... Books... Well, the truth is I have some books for me to read, borrowed them from the library, but sigh, really don't feel like it. Boo. :( Atonement, A Wild Sheep Chase and The Abduction. I just realised that all the title of the books I borrowed started with A. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-322112751090176725?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/322112751090176725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=322112751090176725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/322112751090176725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/322112751090176725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/chanson.html' title='Chanson'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4540414616009894982</id><published>2009-03-12T23:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:14:21.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omega</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/rbgU5ykg2R/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/rbgU5ykg2R/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=rbgU5ykg2R" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=rbgU5ykg2R" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=rbgU5ykg2R" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=rbgU5ykg2R" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/rbgU5ykg2R/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon this song while I was looking for Britpops in imeem. Cool. I wonder what's going to happen to me in year 3000.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4540414616009894982?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4540414616009894982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4540414616009894982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4540414616009894982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4540414616009894982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/omega.html' title='Omega'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1721814892030762848</id><published>2009-03-12T11:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:33:09.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tres</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;When a man says, "No," it ends the discussion. But when a woman says, "No," it's the start of negotiation.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this saying, but I have to admit that it's kinda true. OMGWTH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1721814892030762848?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1721814892030762848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1721814892030762848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1721814892030762848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1721814892030762848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/tres.html' title='Tres'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-143081371250865757</id><published>2009-03-11T18:19:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:04:33.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deux</title><content type='html'>Okay I am damn bored currently. I have a month of holiday in a foreign country, where bus fare is goddamn expensive and the only places I know how to go by myself are supermarket and school. So while waiting for the booklist to be out, I am staying at home 24/7, the weather is too cold for me to go out for walks (though it's sunny). Well, and I decide to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed my birthday (21 November) at Wikipedia searchbox and I find that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I only blog about things that interest me, if you want to see the full list just go search yourself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;164 BC - Judas Maccabaeus, son of Mattathias of the Hasmonean family, restores the Temple in Jerusalem. This event is commemorated each year by the festival of Hanukkah.&lt;br /&gt;I say: No significance to me actually, only liking how cool does it sound. So ancient! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1620 - Plymouth Colony settlers sign the Mayflower Compact (November 11, O.S.).&lt;br /&gt;I say: Mayflower. Our dearest school. Together we blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1791 - Colonel Napoléon Bonaparte is promoted to full general and appointed Commander-in-Chief of the Armies of the French Republic.&lt;br /&gt;I say: All hail short people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1877 - Thomas Edison announces his invention of the phonograph, a machine that can record and play sound.&lt;br /&gt;I say: One of the most important invention on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1905 - Albert Einstein's paper, Does the Inertia of a Body Depend Upon Its Energy Content?, is published in the journal "Annalen der Physik". This paper reveals the relationship between energy and mass. This leads to the mass–energy equivalence formula E = mc².&lt;br /&gt;I say: Honored. Einstein FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1920 - Bloody Sunday during the Anglo-Irish War.&lt;br /&gt;I say: Social studies, anyone?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... The modern events are a bit boring. Let's proceed to birthdays. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1694 - Voltaire, French philosopher (d. 1778)&lt;br /&gt;I say: Isn't he the guy who put people under the guillotine blade? Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1898 - René Magritte, Belgian painter (d. 1967)&lt;br /&gt;I say: This is the fun part. For my Art O level paper 2, I used Magritte's works for my artist reference. Tan YK almost made me get into trouble for saying that I couldn't use her work since the idea card and one of the painting are way too similar, I could be accused of plagarism. When I told him we had the same birthday, he freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1924 - Christopher Tolkien, British author&lt;br /&gt;I say: Son of J.R.R Tolkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1965 - Björk, Icelandic musician&lt;br /&gt;I say: Haven't listened to any of &lt;strike&gt;his&lt;/strike&gt; her songs before, but my friend is crazy of him&lt;br /&gt;*edit* It turned out that Björk is a she, not he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1968 - Alex James, English bassist (Blur)&lt;br /&gt;I say: I start listening to Blur because of this HANDSOME (that guy in the picture) man. Oh, other than a bassist, he's also a cheese farmer and radio host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbhzK8GD9aI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dUbPE5InsuU/s1600-h/2473528.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbhzK8GD9aI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dUbPE5InsuU/s320/2473528.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312122392250938786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;World Hello Day&lt;br /&gt;World Television Day&lt;br /&gt;Bangladesh - Armed Forces Day&lt;br /&gt;R.C. Saints - Feast of the Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's all folks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-143081371250865757?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/143081371250865757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=143081371250865757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/143081371250865757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/143081371250865757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/deux.html' title='Deux'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbhzK8GD9aI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dUbPE5InsuU/s72-c/2473528.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1675361185913200087</id><published>2009-03-07T14:49:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:49:22.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloodrush</title><content type='html'>Whew.. It's been a week since I arrived in the US. The cold, shivery and wet weather has transformed into sunny but breezy afternoon. Hehe. Spring is coming, yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation is over, and for Friday and Saturday (today) we went to school for our Counselling 100 class. There they brieved us about what classes to take, requirements to get into UCs... Man. So many people aim for Berkeley though they are clueless about classes to take. When they saw those tons of required classes, they gasped. Oooh. Okay, I'll just shut up and do my portion of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the class registration day, 12 PM sharp. Yesterday I put my entire heart and soul skimming through the course list, organising classes to take; which session, what time, who's teaching... And I'm finally arriving at my final decision, which is MATH 1A, EWRT 1A, CHEM 1A and CIS 15AG. 21 credits though it's my 1st quarter, some people said that I'm siao. =.= Well, the truth is, I DON'T CARE!!! (I wonder where do I get this attitude from...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11.30 AM, me and sis went to the Student Community building (where free computers for registration purposes are located) and being kiasu, we just stood in front of a computer and waiting for the clock stroke twelve. LOL, it's like waiting for New Year to come. Anyway, I was terribly nervous. The reason for it is... the math class I want only have 2 seats left! And there are 150 new international students registering, not forgetting the current students who haven't registered. OMG, I have to fight places with them, if not, I'd have to take the 7.30 AM morning class! So I went to the website, 3 minutes before 12 PM I've refreshed the webpage nonstop and finally, the registration started! :D I quickly keyed in the subject code of those classes I'm going to take. Math's safe, english's safe, programming's safe, but chem... THAT BLOODY CHEM! Oh my, but it's my fault anyway. Turned out although I've passed my qualification test, I forgot to submit my transcripts (report book) to the office. Gawd, and their office is closed on Saturdays. Was kind of disappointed, and sad, but the good news is most of the international students take business major so very few people will apply for chemistry, well, I hope registering on Monday will not be too late for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what's going to happen if I register for my math class after 12 PM. My class code is 1398. Zero seats available! Kiasu-ness is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbMC96us1DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Q362ECVYw6M/s1600-h/screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbMC96us1DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Q362ECVYw6M/s320/screenshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310591648360354866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that me, sis and Emi (my housemate) went to the flea market held at the school parking lot. They sold nice things... but they are damn expensive! Like when we decided to eat at one of the food stall in the flea market, it turned out that one plate of fried noodles cost $7. =.= No way man. So we sticked to the original plan, trying the food at Panda Express. Hehe, from the name you can tell that it's a chinese food restaurant. It's just like a chinese rice stall like in school canteen/hawker centre. Yay!! Finally, I can satisfy my craving for rice, gravies, chicken... Yum! I love Pandex! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may look like an ordinary meal for you, but it means a lot to me. T.T Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbMC-Mer8GI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ha1McJRLF4c/s1600-h/07032009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbMC-Mer8GI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ha1McJRLF4c/s320/07032009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310591653125025890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and they give fortune cookies for every purchase. Guess what kind of fortune I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbMC-c2CA2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/FMi4MUwN_M0/s1600-h/07032009%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbMC-c2CA2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/FMi4MUwN_M0/s320/07032009%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310591657517908834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL ENJOY A TRIP TO ASIA. LOLTOTHEMAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, someone is going to send me a jet plane to go home? I'm going to be able to teleport to the 4D chalet/BBQ? Savouring Dicky's birthday treat (if you read this, you owe me one! :D)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh... I really wish it will just come true. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1675361185913200087?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1675361185913200087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1675361185913200087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1675361185913200087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1675361185913200087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloodrush.html' title='Bloodrush'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SbMC96us1DI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Q362ECVYw6M/s72-c/screenshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7248926193711135050</id><published>2009-03-04T07:35:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:53:40.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 squares</title><content type='html'>Hey! It's about 7 AM in the morning here and actually I'm still very sleepy but I still decide to blog anyway, a promise is a promise. It's been 2 days of orientation here and I decide to tell you some about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway these 2 days the weather was horrible. Chilly showers, and I heard there will be thunderstorms today but the sun is shining bright outside my window? Well, should enjoy this weather while I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past two days, we had international students orientation in the Campus Center where there had briefings about security, health insurances, creating a bank account, TB test (nooooo!!), counciling and classes to take, being safe (think condom advertisement, yes, they gave us condom freebies in one of the talks!!!) and stuff like that. There were tests too, math and english on Monday and chemistry and biology on Tuesday (optional). Math was terrible, but the rest was pretty manageable. Hope I can get at least 20/30 for math to get into my desired class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about food, the cafetaria does sell junk food (haha!) but there is a Chinese rice stall just like in Singapore. Thank God. So I'm posting a picture of my first lunch in school, don't be surprised! Hint: the white thing is a chicken breast fillet. FILLET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sa6jmfeFc5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/v9q6dM1mLUg/s1600-h/02032009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sa6jmfeFc5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/v9q6dM1mLUg/s320/02032009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309360892394435474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So American, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a library tour too yesterday and it's definitely going to be my favourite place in school. It's huge (two stories high and a basement), the interior is classic, lots of books, audio books, DVD, Macintosh computers, individual study tables and group tables. Can't it be more awesome? And the campus has a gigantic book store, well, not exactly gigantic but they sell many things, books, stationeries and school merchandise. Maybe in the summer I'll work there, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my current activity is checking reviews of professors. Might avoid taking classes of those who get bad review? Okay, this is mean, I mean I have never even seen them and I already have developed perceptions. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm off to bathe and blogging with my phone is troublesome, I swear that I will never do it again. Cheerio. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I got into Math 1A!! Yay! But that means I have to work extra extra hard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7248926193711135050?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7248926193711135050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7248926193711135050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7248926193711135050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7248926193711135050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-squares.html' title='100 squares'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/Sa6jmfeFc5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/v9q6dM1mLUg/s72-c/02032009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7898097382679302360</id><published>2009-03-01T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:25:53.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ihop</title><content type='html'>First blog post in the USA. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8.30 AM today. Kinda late huh. Cooked an egg and toasted a bread, that's for breakfast. Then my host left the house for brunch with her friends and I tried to entertain myself by doing maths. Didn't manage to study though, instead I chatted with Erwin about classes to take and stuff. Tried to fry dumplings for lunch again, sigh, it was still horrible (but edible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why my host was still not home yet though we actually planned to go grocery shopping and buy a prepaid number for me and sis. When I tried to reach her handphone number, that's about 4 PM, she said that she's right at the door. And I could actually heard her from inside. Great, what a timing. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got changed and we drove to my sister's place. It took us merely 10 minutes, not an hour like what Google Map says. So fetched her, and the three of us went to the AT&amp;T at Westgate to get our numbers. Then we went shopping for raincoat, bought myself a nice yellow one (so people with bad vision will recognise me in the midst of heavy rain). And coincidentally, I was wearing the yellow secondary 3 camp shirt so at first I was reluctant to try the yellow one, people will think that I'm plain crazy. LOL. But the fact is that's my only yellow tee. :) We went to the Storables just opposite afterwards, to buy a laundry basket for me as the previous student living with my host took it with her when she moved out. Duh... Sent sis back home and drove back to my place, while memorising the road I have to take to get into the main street to catch the bus for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner, corn soup and buns. Then we watched DVD, About a Boy, Hugh Grant was in it but maybe I was too tired that I fell asleep in the middle of the movie and woke up just nice when the movie was going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is already late, and school starts tomorrow. Will get myself 8 hours of sleep. Geez... I'm nervous. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7898097382679302360?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7898097382679302360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7898097382679302360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7898097382679302360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7898097382679302360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/03/ihop.html' title='ihop'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4362379646828252337</id><published>2009-02-25T16:37:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:19:32.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom De Ya Da!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/at_f98qOGY0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen it? Discovery Channel advertisement, no, not advertising the channel, but the world itself. :) Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love the mountains&lt;br /&gt;I love the clear blue skies&lt;br /&gt;I love big bridges&lt;br /&gt;I love when great whites fly&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world&lt;br /&gt;And all its sights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;Boom de yada, boom de yada&lt;br /&gt;Boom de yada, boom de yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the oceans&lt;br /&gt;I love real dirty things&lt;br /&gt;I love to go fast&lt;br /&gt;I love Egyptian kings&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world&lt;br /&gt;And all its craziness&lt;br /&gt;Boom de yada, boom de yadaBoom de yada, boom de yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;I love arachnids&lt;br /&gt;I love hot magma&lt;br /&gt;I love the giant squids&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world&lt;br /&gt;It’s such a brilliant place…&lt;br /&gt;Boom de yada, boom de yada&lt;br /&gt;Boom de yada, boom de yada&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe I'm flying off to USA, tomorrow. Heck, tomorrow! I've always been thinking that this college thing is still so faaaarrr away from where I am standing now. Sigh, that Boeing 777 is going to cut all the distance. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm excited for some things... Like a transit in Singapore (4D!!), and the new Singapore Airlines cabin, *wink* same like the one in the A380. However, sitting still for 15 hours.. I can't imagine. Hope Twilight is one of the inflight movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawrss.. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I'm 153cm tall now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4362379646828252337?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4362379646828252337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4362379646828252337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4362379646828252337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4362379646828252337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/02/boom-de-ya-da.html' title='Boom De Ya Da!'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6892723317243659822</id><published>2009-02-14T16:36:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:08:34.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperado</title><content type='html'>From the first time I heard about the crazy idea, I have been reluctant to do it. But not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, let's just don't talk about the Valentine's yet. Okay maybe I should. It was just an ordinary day; home alone in the house (brothers at school and parents at work), when my bro's arrived home I showered and went for my weekly drill of physics and maths tuition (bloody 4.5 hours of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents fetched me and my sister after that and we planned to dine out at the mall. INITIALLY. Suddenly it started to rain and thunder was flashing every 5 seconds and when the car got into the road leading to the mall, there's a traffic jam. Fuck, lovestruck couples are all going to the mall for their dinner. Bro who went there for Vday class gathering (which failed) told us that the place had already been very crowded since afternoon. I think it's impossible to find a parking space in the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ditched the idea and just went into any random restaurant in sight. Well, food was not bad but there were a big family letting their 4 boys running around. Not a pleasant dining experience. Went home and I collapsed on my bed straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to the point why I decide to blog finally. I miss Singapore. And I miss MF! I miss 4D. Rahh!! Maybe if I were a drama-er person I'd have cried my eyes to dryness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why I cannot wait to blast off... Leaving Indo to US in 12 days. That's about 2 weeks. The same waiting... I looked back at myself at the new year's eve, anxiously waiting for O level result that's going to be released within the same period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe a press release, you call it? Damn attract attention lol. But I've been isolated and silent for months, it's time to speak out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI 221 (SUB-SIN), SQ 2 (SIN-HKG-SFO). First to heaven and then to hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6892723317243659822?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6892723317243659822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6892723317243659822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6892723317243659822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6892723317243659822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/02/desperado.html' title='Desperado'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-572314010824500788</id><published>2009-02-04T05:37:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T05:49:53.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oath</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Yesterday I had an ulcer and my mom gave me this medication that's supposed to heal it. She said that it's going to cure the ulcer in just a day, much better than the bitter Chinese medicine I used. So I applied it, and immediately it felt like there's a layer of cement in my mouth. Mom said that that's how the medicine works, you know, close the wound. I slept and this morning I woke up with a very uncomfortable feeling, though I could feel that the ulcer is already gone. But as the hours passed, I felt that my inner lips are peeled? And I checked the dermis layer, it was white like a wet tissue paper. I took a closer look in the mirror. Practically, every surface in my inner mouth is peeling. Not only the one previously infected by the ulcer. Even my innocent gums. Gosh, though they don't bleed (thank God), the feeling was very disturbing and it was stinging, the peeled off surface. And I can only bear with the pain and wait for it to stop. Meanwhile I promise not to use the medicine ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another topic. Ahem. Maybe I shouldn't make any stupid promises to anyone anymore. That'd be good for the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-572314010824500788?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/572314010824500788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=572314010824500788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/572314010824500788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/572314010824500788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/02/oath.html' title='Oath'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-317997769306224634</id><published>2009-02-01T16:58:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:02:17.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconciliation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;GET OVER IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you keep brawling about the impossibles, you can never move on.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, catch up with life and construct a plan that will work for eternity, this time.&lt;br /&gt;The clock has started ticking. It's time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-317997769306224634?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/317997769306224634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=317997769306224634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/317997769306224634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/317997769306224634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/02/reconciliation.html' title='Reconciliation'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3795116899246266238</id><published>2009-01-31T06:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:51:16.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So close</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CB_Qh5TBGoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CB_Qh5TBGoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; You’re in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And all the world is calm&lt;br /&gt;The music playing on for only two&lt;br /&gt;So close together&lt;br /&gt;And when I’m with you&lt;br /&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life goes by&lt;br /&gt;Romantic dreams will stop&lt;br /&gt;So I bid mine goodbye and never knew&lt;br /&gt;So close was waiting, waiting here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now forever I know&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted to hold you&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come&lt;br /&gt;So far we are so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I face the faceless days&lt;br /&gt;If I should lose you now?&lt;br /&gt;We’re so close&lt;br /&gt;To reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;And almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go on dreaming for we know we are&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;And still so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Enchanted on the TV and this was my second time watching the movie. Patrick Dempsey and James Marsden still left me, enchanted, literally. If I were Giselle I wouldn't know which one to choose. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm hanging my life on fairytales from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3795116899246266238?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3795116899246266238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3795116899246266238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3795116899246266238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3795116899246266238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-close.html' title='So close'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7174029349745642796</id><published>2009-01-29T20:19:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:32:25.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/36x0</title><content type='html'>1st dream: A letter arrived, and I was accepted to &lt;strike&gt;Hogwarts&lt;/strike&gt; Anderson JC! So I screamed, and cried, and sobbed uncontrollably (tears of happiness FTW!), until I lost my voice and I could only heard squeaking voices from my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dream: A letter arrived, and I was posted to Mechatronic Engineering (my 12th choice). I screamed so loud, "WHAT THE #$^u&amp;amp;*!!!!" I was so upset by the fact, and that's when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality: My phone vibrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"CJC,"&lt;br /&gt;"Who, you or me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Me,"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh.. Mine?"&lt;br /&gt;"CJC"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7174029349745642796?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7174029349745642796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7174029349745642796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7174029349745642796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7174029349745642796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/136x0.html' title='1/36x0'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2223182070831111265</id><published>2009-01-27T02:24:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T02:36:03.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One-seventy-second</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9am2G0FQzq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9am2G0FQzq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=9am2G0FQzq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=9am2G0FQzq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=9am2G0FQzq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=9am2G0FQzq"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/9am2G0FQzq/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Put your faith in what you most believe in&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds, one family&lt;br /&gt;Trust your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let fate decide&lt;br /&gt;To guide these lives we see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paradise untouched by man&lt;br /&gt;Within this world blessed with love&lt;br /&gt;A simple life, they live in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softly tread the sand below your feet now&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds, one family&lt;br /&gt;Trust your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let fate decide&lt;br /&gt;To guide these lives we see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the shelter of the trees&lt;br /&gt;Only love can enter here&lt;br /&gt;A simple life, they live in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise your head up&lt;br /&gt;Lift high the load&lt;br /&gt;Take strength from those that need you&lt;br /&gt;Build high the walls&lt;br /&gt;Build strong the beams&lt;br /&gt;A new life is waiting&lt;br /&gt;But dangers no stranger here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words describe a mothers tears&lt;br /&gt;No words can heal a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;A dream is gone, but where there's hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere something is calling for you&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds, one family&lt;br /&gt;Trust your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let fate decide&lt;br /&gt;To guide these lives we see&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm bored, sad, depressed, on the verge of killing myself, no lah, not going to be that serious. I haven't even spent my Chinese New Year money! Not much, but extra allowances are never bad. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2223182070831111265?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2223182070831111265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2223182070831111265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2223182070831111265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2223182070831111265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-seventy-second.html' title='One-seventy-second'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4080710479637509819</id><published>2009-01-25T06:55:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:59:19.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Table talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Aunt: It's been long since you celebrated Chinese New Year with family, ya?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, I came back for the past two years'. The two dinners with the satay dishes right?&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: Whoa, it seems like every Chinese New Year we're eating satay.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Were we celebrating Chinese New Year or Hari Raya Haji?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4080710479637509819?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4080710479637509819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4080710479637509819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4080710479637509819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4080710479637509819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/table-talk.html' title='Table talk'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5305687708179744920</id><published>2009-01-22T01:54:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:38:27.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecture</title><content type='html'>Good news: I've got my own PSP, finally! It's black, and not slim. Surprisingly, the slim PSP costs higher than the fat one; something wrong with the price, they uses less plastic than the normal one, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: I can't copy the Crisis Core data in my bro's PSP to mine (had been playing with his PSP before I got mine)! Geez... My bro said that it's due to the difference in the system version. Hope he can turn up with something brilliant, if not I'll be damn saddened! Zack is now level 49 and he is stocked with many cool materias and armors. Um, not boasting. I know many people is much better than me and they can beat my character up with a slash. :D Suddenly feeling inferior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just feel like it, since the optimistic vibe hasn't appeared for some time so I'm going to post some things I wish to achieve and obtain in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;PSP&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swiss army knife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fountain pen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretty clothes, shoes, okay, girls' things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adicolor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Converse sneakers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends for Pascal, jaw-caught&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Levis watch (analog)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheap, black Casio watch for daily use&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haruki Murakami books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eclipse. With this book, I've collected the whole sagas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Twilight Character Guide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;*Secret*. Probability for this to occur is 2(1/12 x 1/12) = 1/72. Unfortunately it's unachievable, since I need to multiply it with 0&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Build machines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scholarship from Purdue Uni/Caltech/MIT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work in Disney Imagineering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn Japanese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Further studies in Japan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holiday in Maldives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take degree in Accounting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch Berlin Philharmoniker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know many recipes, and able to cook them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My own studio apartment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to repair electronic appliances/automotives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel to space&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research on black hole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Build my own rocket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take degree in Physics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free tickets to Disneyland/Disneysea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Telescope&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A clear night sky full of stars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unlimited classical musics in my playlist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improved piano and violin playing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to drive cars and ride motorbike&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flying license&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study geology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unravel the mysteries of time and space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yadayada. Unattainable dreams are the best kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5305687708179744920?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5305687708179744920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5305687708179744920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5305687708179744920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5305687708179744920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/lecture.html' title='Lecture'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6052723248535575418</id><published>2009-01-21T05:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:56:06.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars and South China Sea</title><content type='html'>Strange News From Another Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Is washed out by the sea&lt;br /&gt;No Death Star over me&lt;br /&gt;Won't give me any peace&lt;br /&gt;All I want is light relief&lt;br /&gt;Put the crazies on the street&lt;br /&gt;Give them guns and feed them meat&lt;br /&gt;They'll shoot the Death Star down&lt;br /&gt;Dig a hole and put it down&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it's no game&lt;br /&gt;There's strange news from another star&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost, I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;There's strange news from another star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me all your stuff&lt;br /&gt;Until I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;Watch the whole world freeze&lt;br /&gt;Counting tin cans in our sleep&lt;br /&gt;Submarines are diving deep&lt;br /&gt;And don't believe in me&lt;br /&gt;And don't believe in me&lt;br /&gt;All I've ever done is tame&lt;br /&gt;Will you love me all the same&lt;br /&gt;Will you love me though it's always the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it's no game&lt;br /&gt;There's strange news from another star&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost, I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;There's strange news from another star&lt;br /&gt;From another star&lt;br /&gt;From another star&lt;br /&gt;From another star&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's any song I'd like to sing, cos they represent my current feeling, here it is. Sadly, I haven't even listened to this song, not even once. I only google-d the band name (Blur) and picked one interesting title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents decided not to celebrate Chinese New Year at Jakarta, where most of my relatives reside. The amount we're supposed to pay for the air tickets can be easily converted to a PSP for me and E71 for sis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6052723248535575418?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6052723248535575418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6052723248535575418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6052723248535575418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6052723248535575418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/stars-and-south-china-sea.html' title='Stars and South China Sea'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4844504537829761223</id><published>2009-01-20T05:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:45:08.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what's wrong with me. Somehow I am unable to appreciate gifts, on the contrary keep looking for the invisible silver lining from curses. Should I be happy with my current state? Lifeless and jobless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My US visa application was accepted today, I don't know whether I should say "Praise God," or "Dammit!", cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anderson Junior College (S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saint Andrew's Junior College (S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catholic Junior College (S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nanyang Junior College (S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tampines Junior College (S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Innova Junior College (S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yishun  Junior College (S)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aerospace Technology (NP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accountancy (SP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aerospace Engineering (TP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mechanical Engineering (NP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mechatronic Engineering (NP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...have all gone to trash. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Goodbye forever, mate).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to have severe and immediate brain workout... I hope I can do it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I think I still need to be thankful for the visa, don't know how many people in the world crave for it... About one-third of the visa applicants today got their applications rejected. But anyway they applied for tourists' visa, not students'. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4844504537829761223?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4844504537829761223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4844504537829761223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4844504537829761223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4844504537829761223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-9025680733051095145</id><published>2009-01-17T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T02:49:29.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock 'n Roll</title><content type='html'>How I wish I can just sleep and never wake up. Never.&lt;br /&gt;This place sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-9025680733051095145?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9025680733051095145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=9025680733051095145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9025680733051095145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9025680733051095145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-n-roll.html' title='Rock &apos;n Roll'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1560723369842626131</id><published>2009-01-16T08:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:28:56.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the water lost in the sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ht_JhKof_D/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ht_JhKof_D/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; 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That'd symbolise death. But since I won't die by that, it means God has given me chance to live again, but as a different person, with many new interests to pursue. That's reincarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do get something I thought would be unsatisfactory, but hey, it doesn't matter after all. I realised that the taste of the hardwork coming to life is much sweeter than the fragile fantasy of over-succeeding, the saccharine I'd been feeding myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the spring has come, I'm flying with the birds back to the east.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5885851843703308556?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5885851843703308556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5885851843703308556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5885851843703308556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5885851843703308556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-sea-breeze-of-day.html' title='The last sea breeze of the day'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5892765695287321032</id><published>2009-01-11T03:03:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:08:41.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brace</title><content type='html'>One day when I was a secondary 3 student, my form teacher used to say these words everytime the class was not serious in doing work and when the class was not paying attention to teachers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If you fail your O level, I can only give you a cup of coffee and a pack of tissue paper,"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what made us calling him names, as we thought that he was full of crap. But now, certainly... Oh wells. I am going to reap whatever I have sown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5892765695287321032?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5892765695287321032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5892765695287321032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5892765695287321032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5892765695287321032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/brace.html' title='Brace'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6414499256917443882</id><published>2009-01-08T18:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:49:48.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickets</title><content type='html'>Going to Singapore tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Missing friends, food, internet and lonely bus rides :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6414499256917443882?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6414499256917443882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6414499256917443882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6414499256917443882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6414499256917443882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/tickets.html' title='Tickets'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7639179621600628020</id><published>2009-01-08T01:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:04:08.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sergeant Keroro</title><content type='html'>Flu kills me even before O level result has the chance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, rather than thinking of the uncertainties, I decide to complete all missions in Crisis Core. I think that's better, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom hasn't booked me and sis' tickets to Singapore. The story goes: Silk Air is having a whoopingly awesome promotion, return tickets for $190 each. But, starting this year, if you pay taxes to government you won't need to pay for fiscal (which is 1 million IDR). Combine the two incentives to place late-buyers like me in the waiting list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I might have to take Valuair/Jetstar again, though I've sworn not to travel by "it" anymore. Two consecutive unpleasant experiences I had. Paying $150 for "slightly" overweight baggage and a 4 hours flight delay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another airline I despise is Thai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7639179621600628020?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7639179621600628020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7639179621600628020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7639179621600628020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7639179621600628020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/sergeant-keroro.html' title='Sergeant Keroro'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7351675816115715082</id><published>2009-01-06T04:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:38:53.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Praise God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mood: Waltz of the Flowers from "Nutcracker", by Tchaikovsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7351675816115715082?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7351675816115715082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7351675816115715082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7351675816115715082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7351675816115715082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/bless.html' title='Bless'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5592599357730066197</id><published>2009-01-03T01:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:19:16.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rococo</title><content type='html'>Wow, today was a blast. Pretty good things happened. I had my ears re-pierced today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background information: I used to have a piercing, that one was done when I had just been born. However, when I was 8 or something, my aunt bought me plastic earrings and so I took the earrings I have been wearing for years off. However, the plastic substitute didn't last long and I didn't bother to wear any earrings after that. As the result, the hole's closed. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I don't know how did the impulse come out. I neither have the courage to do something as risky as this either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after breakfast me and my siblings wanted to catch some movie, and just next to the cinema was the earrings stand. Was accompanied by my mom during the process. Too bad that for the price I paid (Rp 25,000) I couldn't get the birthstone earrings I wanted. Heh, I am glad that I was born in November, so my birthstone is topaz a.k.a aluminium silicate fluoride hydroxide (Gosh, I miss chemistry). Twilight readers, you know that's the colour of Edward's eyes! And Carlisle too I assume, as he's also vegetarian. Envy me ;) Back to the square one, I picked a turquoise earring instead. Nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process was a freaking &lt;strike&gt;painful&lt;/strike&gt; excruciating five minutes. At first the woman (piercer) sprayed alcohol to my ears and my neck (what's that for?!). That's for the anesthesia. And then, my right ears was STAPLED!!!! The next second, I could feel the pulse of all the arteries and veins around my ears. My nerves were contracting, sending messages to the central computer to kill the piercer so she wouldn't do the same thing to my left ear. But I was helpless, and here comes the "stapler" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking exaggerated lah. It was painful, but not in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the whole process, my parents went for work and dad left us his credit card. The purpose is, if you purchase tickets with the card, you may be entitled with free tickets. But heck, after a hellish queue, turned out that the card couldn't be used! They only accept the freaking Batman/Tazmania Devil special edition card. So my father's employee rode his motorbike to the mall to pass the card. Complicated huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Bedtime Stories and it was hilarious. Too short, that's the only flaw. Watch it if you can ;) and I want to watch BOLT!!! Too bad it's already not screened here. How about in Singapore, can someone tell me? Or else I'll get the pirated DVD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta end here for now. I want a PSP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5592599357730066197?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5592599357730066197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5592599357730066197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5592599357730066197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5592599357730066197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/rococo.html' title='Rococo'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-316327990238848633</id><published>2009-01-01T05:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:02:39.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shards</title><content type='html'>New year resolutions just don't work with people like me. For people who change mindsets every 2 weeks, or the longest for 3 months. I don't feel there's any enthusiasm rising from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been reading Naruto at home since I got back from vacation yesterday. That's fucking retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurts due to too much screaming. Oh, haven't been screaming for some time, that's why the pain doubled. That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a weapon of mass deception. And the target to taste it shall be the Ministry of Education of Singapore. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, full of obstacles. Will my value rocket from bearing with it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-316327990238848633?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/316327990238848633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=316327990238848633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/316327990238848633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/316327990238848633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2009/01/shards.html' title='Shards'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-83441031862015604</id><published>2008-12-30T00:55:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:01:35.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loveless</title><content type='html'>2nd last day of the year and I am currently in my cousin's house in Bangkok. I don't know why, but recently I've been shouting "Life sucks" in  my head. Well, it sounds so cheaply-emo. Change topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year end is coming, and tomorrow I'm flying back to Indonesia. Finally, new year in my house after years. Damn, I miss the smoke caused by fireworks burnt by neighbours and I think I am going to my cousin's house who usually do pretty crazy things to end the year, like shooting fireworks to a moving car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this post sucks cos it's written for the sake of writing something so I am going to end here and reviseeeeeee it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-83441031862015604?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/83441031862015604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=83441031862015604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/83441031862015604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/83441031862015604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/12/loveless.html' title='Loveless'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3849569646734676889</id><published>2008-12-18T20:33:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:35:03.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonic</title><content type='html'>Currently in Jakarta, but soon I will leave for Bangkok. From there, will take a connecting flight to Hanoi. Another five days and I'll be at Saigon, three more days and I'll depart to Bangkok, then Indo, thus ending my holiday (and the year).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3849569646734676889?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3849569646734676889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3849569646734676889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3849569646734676889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3849569646734676889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/12/tonic.html' title='Tonic'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1217748733261829166</id><published>2008-11-21T06:32:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T06:51:44.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>Things that revolve around my life from October until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbINL8PCPI/AAAAAAAAALg/iZy09KfDevw/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbINL8PCPI/AAAAAAAAALg/iZy09KfDevw/s400/DSC00321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120542753032434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's you-know-who's. And I secretly taking pictures of others'. Some of them unfinished, but still, very beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIEUX2w6I/AAAAAAAAALY/q-_8j4tmEWY/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIEUX2w6I/AAAAAAAAALY/q-_8j4tmEWY/s400/DSC00470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120390397543330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIEHhwGRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/a3ysnEsYNGA/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIEHhwGRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/a3ysnEsYNGA/s400/DSC00471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120386949388562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIEETh-ZI/AAAAAAAAALI/joHq_nqbiMA/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIEETh-ZI/AAAAAAAAALI/joHq_nqbiMA/s400/DSC00472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120386084436370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIDzi-OXI/AAAAAAAAALA/RZKBXlK6g8w/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIDzi-OXI/AAAAAAAAALA/RZKBXlK6g8w/s400/DSC00473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120381585799538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbID-pUUkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tp0JFuCJ2kM/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbID-pUUkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tp0JFuCJ2kM/s400/DSC00475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120384565203522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My paper 2 final draft. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH05xondI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dAA2UeJvJL0/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH05xondI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dAA2UeJvJL0/s400/DSC01302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120125559872978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went cycling after the SS paper. Somewhere far from the East Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0nBbIEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bOrNa6jFy34/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0nBbIEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/bOrNa6jFy34/s400/DSC01349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120120525824066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday presents. Inside the wrapper are Twilight and New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0bB3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ki6R9i5YTws/s1600-h/DSC01425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0bB3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ki6R9i5YTws/s400/DSC01425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120117306450898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heavenly waffle from The Cafe Cartel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0OYQvBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/D7GBXJPMryc/s1600-h/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0OYQvBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/D7GBXJPMryc/s400/DSC01432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120113910725650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite ride at Escape Theme Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0AiIiTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HPiK9JG4BpE/s1600-h/DSC01472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbH0AiIiTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HPiK9JG4BpE/s400/DSC01472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271120110194034994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Peace or world domination? A: Peace through world domination. The green arrows are my troops. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHhGNGV8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/8dQr7ufTip8/s1600-h/DSC01489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHhGNGV8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/8dQr7ufTip8/s400/DSC01489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271119785298909122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November babies' cake. Me (21), Fiona (8) and Jocelyn (29)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHg3aEYqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YSKzZdrAkS4/s1600-h/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHg3aEYqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/YSKzZdrAkS4/s400/DSC01493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271119781326774946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costa Sands Pasir Ris. Thanks Fiona for the chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHgyUy2vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nuNrJwIHhEs/s1600-h/DSC01497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHgyUy2vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nuNrJwIHhEs/s400/DSC01497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271119779962477298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiramisu and chocolate banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHgq8UvkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MQCdTo_mV6c/s1600-h/DSC01498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHgq8UvkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/MQCdTo_mV6c/s400/DSC01498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271119777980792386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlyn and me! Celebrating her belated 17 1/2'th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHgfq3ogI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JJFFv7jxbrk/s1600-h/DSC01501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbHgfq3ogI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JJFFv7jxbrk/s400/DSC01501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271119774954791426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Siling and Jessica on the way to Yishun JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIvxsF56I/AAAAAAAAALo/ehW8I_fbjMo/s1600-h/DSC00379_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbIvxsF56I/AAAAAAAAALo/ehW8I_fbjMo/s400/DSC00379_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271121137001424802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks! Night everyone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1217748733261829166?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1217748733261829166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1217748733261829166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1217748733261829166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1217748733261829166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/11/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SSbINL8PCPI/AAAAAAAAALg/iZy09KfDevw/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6889040017674590036</id><published>2008-11-20T22:48:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T06:28:26.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Drummer Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Just Like a Pill - Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/_iMaz_aZFy/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/_iMaz_aZFy/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="390" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm lyin' here on the floor where you left me&lt;br /&gt;I think I took too much&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying here, what have you done?&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stay on your life support, there's a&lt;br /&gt;shortage in the switch,&lt;br /&gt;I can't stay on your morphine, cause its making me&lt;br /&gt;itch&lt;br /&gt;I said I tried to call the nurse again but she´s&lt;br /&gt;being a little bitch,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll get outta here, where I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run just as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;To the middle of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;To the middle of my frustrated fears&lt;br /&gt;And I swear you're just like a pill&lt;br /&gt;Stead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me&lt;br /&gt;ill&lt;br /&gt;You keep makin' me ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't moved from the spot where you left me&lt;br /&gt;This must be a bad trip&lt;br /&gt;All of the other pills, they were different&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should get some help&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, thanks so much for the birthday wishes! Victor, Gunawan, Fiona, Darren, Sagar, Ricky, Tanya, Sherlyn, my parents, Ryan bro, Jen sis, Ryan Wyatt, Angel, Eugene, Vanessa, Jessica Tjeng, Chiza, Delphine, Joses, Cindy, Wileen and Venny. Anyone want to be included in the list? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6889040017674590036?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6889040017674590036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6889040017674590036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6889040017674590036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6889040017674590036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-drummer-boy.html' title='The Little Drummer Boy'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4192482562221829530</id><published>2008-11-17T18:06:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:28:40.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom night</title><content type='html'>After hundred dollars worth of shopping, numerous shopping malls hopping and weeks of excitement building, finally the prom night arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Venny and her friend, Feldisa (who has amazing manicure skills) at the bus stop in front of my house. From there we travelled to Suntec to do the make up and hair. When we entered the shop, there were about 5 girls already inside, all were going to prom. Since we thought that we're still early ahead the appointment time, we decided to change to our dresses first. Turned out when we went back to the shop, 3 more girls arrived! Furthermore, their appointment time (4PM) was earlier than us (5PM) so they were attended first. Though I'd like to point out that they were late! Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6.30PM, Yongqing, Jessica and her friend came. At that point of time I already knew that we're going to be late. So we were all done beautifying (except Yongqing) ourselves at 7PM plus, way behind the recommended reporting time of 6.45PM. Gosh, I was overwhelmed with panic that time since I haven't collected my prom ticket and Mdm Yati told me to see her at 6.40PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the taxi stand and parted with Jessica's friend on the way. Unfortunately, the taxi stand was not operational due to road closure. Hence, Yongqing and me went to the main road to flag for taxi. Thanks to my walking training at East Coast Park some days ago, I did not fall while running on the asphalt road :P Luckily after a short while, we got into the taxi. A Mercedes limo! So glitz and glamorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Concorde Hotel at 7.30PM and gatecrashed the MC's speech. Turned out that everybody had been seated nicely on the tables! On the only vacant table, Chunhong, Zhihao, Guoming and Yihui were seated. All guys! Latecomers are not choosers after all... Not forgetting the 3 male teachers, Mr Shoo, Mr Nara and Mr Khalid. But except for the former, they moved to another table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the food serving, everybody went table hopping with camera ready in hand. We also enjoyed the entertainments on the stage, like the word chain game and the magic show! The magician ate fire and did the standard tricks, like pulling coloured handkerchief from a hat but what drew our utmost attention was the headchopper illusion. The "bravest" student in Mayflower (turned out he's the prom king later) placed his head on a guilottine like headrest and the magician is going to slice his head along with 2 cucumbers. Amazingly, only the cucumbers were cut! Wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was followed with the search for the prom king and queen for the night. A guy and a girl from each class were called up on the stage and they will compete for the throne. Guess what, who were 4D's representative? Fiona and Marcus! What a couple. I am not going to forget this unexpectable/unlikely pair for the rest of my life. Anyway their catwalk was hilarious! Marcus, with his sequined fedora and oversized hip hop necklace posed like a gangsta wannabe. LOL! Too bad they were not chosen to bear the titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graduation night has ended, lights were turned off and the music was turned out loud! Everybody moved to the dance floor! Hmm, at first a toot toot train was formed by my class, which was soon joined by the rest of the school. After that everybody were just moving their bodies like there's no tomorrow. Well, a great way to release all the stress during the torturous exam days! What surprised me the most, the teachers even danced crazier than the students (releasing the stress from teaching us). Especially my form teacher, Ms Balan! OMG. She's all wild and high that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 23.30PM however, all the dancing stopped and we got to be out. Still, the night was not over yet. Me, Tanya, Tania, Agustina and Venny walked to Cineleisure for some midnight entertainment. In the end we settled to watch Madagascar 2. Well, although I think that the plot is pretty stupid for a movie, some of the jokes were kind of hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very long day, we cabbed home in 2 groups of 2 and 3. Reached home safely, wiped off the make up and slept. Too bad I could not do anything about the hair since it's already very late. Sleeping with an ultra strongly waxed hair is very uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom pictures are at &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/lilchuckz"&gt;my Friendster account&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4192482562221829530?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4192482562221829530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4192482562221829530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4192482562221829530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4192482562221829530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/11/prom-night.html' title='Prom night'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2333904999903906538</id><published>2008-11-12T05:11:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:02:37.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100</title><content type='html'>1. What is the first thing you'll buy from Shop &amp; Save?&lt;br /&gt;Spicy Calbee chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which sea creature would you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;Great white shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;Auburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you own an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;Used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the first thing on your mind this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry paper has just started 5 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe your favorite pair of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Skinnies, cos they make me look taller. But not the overly tight one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe the last time you were injured.&lt;br /&gt;Monday night. Accidentally cut my finger when I flipped the page of my 10 year series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Of all your friends, who would you want to be stuck in a well with?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Rongyi. He's the tallest guy I know and the chance of being able to get out is hence bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Rock concert or symphony?&lt;br /&gt;Symphony, no doubt. Why stand and smell people's smelly armpit if you can sit and unwind at Esplanade concert hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the wallpaper of your mobile phone?&lt;br /&gt;Auron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Fizzy drink?&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of top are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow sec 3 camp shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could only use one form of transportation for the rest of your life, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Motorbike. Something like Jacob Black's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Most recent movie you've watched at the cinema?&lt;br /&gt;Quantum of Solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name your favourite singer:&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's your favorite kind of cake?&lt;br /&gt;Opera cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Pascal, Rubik's cube, my watch, my pencil, my phone, bolster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Lego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you buy your own food?&lt;br /&gt;Usually not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What's your favourite fruit?&lt;br /&gt;Torn between watermelon and kiwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you have a picture of yourself doing a cartwheel?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Is there an evil monkey in your cupboard?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Does it annoy you when someone says they'll call but don't?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What colour are your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;White with unaesthetical red flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's your favorite flower?&lt;br /&gt;Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you ever done ballet?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you listen to classical music?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Konayuki by Remioromen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you watch Spongebob?&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Last food you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Rice, fish nugget, veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do people consider you intelligent?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;9:24 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is your messenger on?&lt;br /&gt;Busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you ever tried gluing your fingers together?&lt;br /&gt;Binding them with rubber band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What curse word do you use the most?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, either the F word or the J (Indo) word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you own a digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;My father's loaning his to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What time is your alarm clock set for?&lt;br /&gt;5:05 AM for weekdays and 8:00 AM for weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your current favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;My Love (violin version) and Schubert 9th symphony, 3rd movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What movie do you know every line to?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, none. But I do remember few lines from Bolt's trailer.&lt;br /&gt;"Easy is not the part of the equation. Danger is at every corner,"&lt;br /&gt;"I had danger for breakfast,"&lt;br /&gt;"Are you hungry?"&lt;br /&gt;"STARVING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite salad dressing?&lt;br /&gt;Thousand Island (I only know that one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How old will you be turning on your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you enjoy giving hugs?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;An earth rotation ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What's the way people most often mispronounce any part of your name?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Quek: A-Lee-Sa (with Chinese tone)&lt;br /&gt;Classmates and TYK: Novela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If you were to become famous, would you drop your last name?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. If your lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;Leave him after a tight slap and a good punch at the stomach (maybe pelvis too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.What would you do if you did not share the same feelings as the person who liked you?&lt;br /&gt;I won't say a thing but I'll give the "Get lost," expressoin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What would your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;Private, only close relatives and some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;Smart, serious look with specs. Speaks with low, rocky voice. Must have a cool job related with science. Tall but does not look like a phaedophile when walking with me. Slightly scruffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Being loved. Loving someone is a real pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. If the person you like didn't accept you, would you continue to wait for them?&lt;br /&gt;Depends who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. If the person you secretly like was already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;There are many fish in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Is there anything that has made you unhappy recently?&lt;br /&gt;Guardian auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you want most in life?&lt;br /&gt;Bright future for all human beings, including me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. How do you deal with people who criticised you in your tagboard?&lt;br /&gt;Commenting on how he/she had wasted precious time by making the issue a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. If you found out that your best friend is going out with your boyfriend, how would you do?&lt;br /&gt;The same thing like question 51.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Who is currently the most important person to you?&lt;br /&gt;My family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What kind of person do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;I keep things to myself and I don't unnecessarily mingle with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What is the most unforgettable event in your life?&lt;br /&gt;The 2.5 years living in Singapore saga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. If all your friends suddenly betray you, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still have my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Would you give your all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. If you fall in love with two persons simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;The one with better future prospects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;The ones accepting me for what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.If you played a prank on someone and he/she fell for the trick, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. What color is your bra?&lt;br /&gt;Green with pink stripes. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. What color are your finger nails?&lt;br /&gt;Natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Do you straighten your hair everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Are you constantly worrying about what guys think?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. What's your favorite girlish magazine?&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Would you kill for chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Jeans or skirts?&lt;br /&gt;Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Do u wear clothes/shoes/jewellery that's uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;Rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Did you ever spend all day/night getting pretty for a guy?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Did you ever cry during a romantic movie?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Would you leave the house without makeup on?&lt;br /&gt;In fact I do that everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Do you consider yourself to be un-glam?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. On a scale of 1-10, how fun is shopping?&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Are you spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to say "Are you spoilt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you think lipgloss is the best?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Do you freak out if you miss your favorite show?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Do you yell a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Acting hysterical reminds me of someone I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Alarm rings at 5:05, I snooze it until 5:25, bathe until 5:40, sleep again until 6:20, eat breakfast and leave the house at 6:30. That makes 1 hour and 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you wear pajamas pants to school?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping shorts? Under my skirt at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you like skater boys?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Is pink truly the best color in the entire universe?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Are you very concerned about your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Only if my hair has crossed the extreme line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Have you ever dressed unlike yourself to impress a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Not in front of the guy, but I've experimented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Do you often wish you could change something?&lt;br /&gt;Many thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Gold or silver?&lt;br /&gt;Platinum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Do you dress up too much for holidays?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Do you like wearing dresses?&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm in the prom mood, I like. But it'll disappear soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Do you write a lot of mushy love poems?&lt;br /&gt;Read my previous blog entry. Stated very clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. On a scale of 1-10, how much do guys confuse you?&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. What products could you NOT live without?&lt;br /&gt;Food and hygene products.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2333904999903906538?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2333904999903906538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2333904999903906538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2333904999903906538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2333904999903906538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/11/100.html' title='100'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3464016799203428032</id><published>2008-11-11T17:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:24:16.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7vprSzujzf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7vprSzujzf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this song on the radio last Sunday. Beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3464016799203428032?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3464016799203428032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3464016799203428032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3464016799203428032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3464016799203428032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/11/listen.html' title='Listen!'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4504372304888205475</id><published>2008-11-11T05:06:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T05:33:22.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure jaws</title><content type='html'>Posting some random lyrics. One is from the musical "Chicago" and the other is a fictional song from the book "Kafka on the Shore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nowadays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can like the life you're living&lt;br /&gt;You can live the life you like&lt;br /&gt;You can even marry Harry&lt;br /&gt;But mess around with Ike&lt;br /&gt;And that's&lt;br /&gt;Good, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Grand, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Great, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Swell, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Fun, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;But nothing stays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fifty years or so&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna change, you know&lt;br /&gt;But, oh, it's heaven&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kafka on the Shore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit at the edge of the world,&lt;br /&gt;I am in a crater that's no more.&lt;br /&gt;Words without letters&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the shadow of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon shines down on a sleeping lizard,&lt;br /&gt;Little fish rain from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Outside the window there are soldiers,&lt;br /&gt;steeling themselves to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kafka sits in a chair by the shore,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking for the pendulum that moves the world, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;When your heart is closed,&lt;br /&gt;The shadow of the unmoving Sphinx,&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a knife that pierces your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drowning girl's fingers&lt;br /&gt;Search for the entrance stone, and more.&lt;br /&gt;Lifting the hem of her azure dress,&lt;br /&gt;She gazes --&lt;br /&gt;at Kafka on the shore&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am in a very melancholic mood. Too bad I cannot write my own poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4504372304888205475?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4504372304888205475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4504372304888205475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4504372304888205475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4504372304888205475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/11/pressure-jaws.html' title='Pressure jaws'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6528139121751299506</id><published>2008-11-03T16:13:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:20:59.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowadays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SQ-UM3OFqzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/PO1wDJWHM8w/s1600-h/DSC01331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SQ-UM3OFqzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/PO1wDJWHM8w/s320/DSC01331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264589438121782066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;5116/01 SCIENCE PHY/CHEM (REV) MCQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in one week time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I'm going to clean my room and overdose myself with fun stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6528139121751299506?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6528139121751299506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6528139121751299506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6528139121751299506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6528139121751299506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/11/nowadays.html' title='Nowadays'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SQ-UM3OFqzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/PO1wDJWHM8w/s72-c/DSC01331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-322217690280533022</id><published>2008-10-27T10:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:26:53.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper 2</title><content type='html'>30 and a half hours to the art paper 2 and now I've only completed 6 pages out of 8? Haven't chosen my draft, haven't worked on it, haven't polished up the idea cards, haven't finished the research, haven't printed the headings and haven't done a 3 hours trial to see whether I'd be able to finish the product or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit. Should I go to school &lt;strike&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strike&gt; when the sun rises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Shouldn't be blogging though. I'm just upset and since it's already dawn I couldn't find a medium to vent my frustration, except for this place, yeah. And the stupid girl occupying the "single" room couldn't stop karaoke-ing at night. Yeah, I know that your CCA is choir but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, there are a lot of irritating people in the world. As much as the stars in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, got to continue working. Panda eyes :)&lt;br /&gt;I haven't studied physics. Only at dynamics now. Gah. I hope I have a twin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-322217690280533022?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/322217690280533022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=322217690280533022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/322217690280533022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/322217690280533022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/10/paper-2.html' title='Paper 2'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-31559438657861050</id><published>2008-09-24T05:36:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:59:39.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to you my trusted friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2TK6lz9I/AAAAAAAAACA/uXA4tTvlXaQ/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2TK6lz9I/AAAAAAAAACA/uXA4tTvlXaQ/s320/DSC00455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568018629251026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2Tjfw2GI/AAAAAAAAACI/1ILwiCVEs_U/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2Tjfw2GI/AAAAAAAAACI/1ILwiCVEs_U/s320/DSC00458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568025227614306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2T_-oHtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-oHJkbkEYqc/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2T_-oHtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-oHJkbkEYqc/s320/DSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568032873258706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2UI5egyI/AAAAAAAAACY/x6cVjQP50a4/s1600-h/DSC00460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2UI5egyI/AAAAAAAAACY/x6cVjQP50a4/s320/DSC00460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568035267576610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2Uor6XnI/AAAAAAAAACg/-uJGnOnEXvk/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2Uor6XnI/AAAAAAAAACg/-uJGnOnEXvk/s320/DSC00461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568043800616562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xE8S9VI/AAAAAAAAACo/tVFOKX987tQ/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xE8S9VI/AAAAAAAAACo/tVFOKX987tQ/s320/DSC00463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568532421866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xZTw5_I/AAAAAAAAACw/d648WzO3Iu4/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xZTw5_I/AAAAAAAAACw/d648WzO3Iu4/s320/DSC00464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568537889007602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xTkxMAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8VnUehwERM0/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xTkxMAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8VnUehwERM0/s320/DSC00465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568536349716482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xrUX-lI/AAAAAAAAADA/-1pJB8vyzXg/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xrUX-lI/AAAAAAAAADA/-1pJB8vyzXg/s320/DSC00466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568542723406418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xrrb7uI/AAAAAAAAADI/P4CSW-D0BbA/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2xrrb7uI/AAAAAAAAADI/P4CSW-D0BbA/s320/DSC00467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568542820134626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo3INhCA4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9JVbyLnpOQQ/s1600-h/DSC00468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo3INhCA4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9JVbyLnpOQQ/s320/DSC00468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568929860420482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo3IDRADgI/AAAAAAAAADY/jV7LnQbeaxs/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo3IDRADgI/AAAAAAAAADY/jV7LnQbeaxs/s320/DSC00180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249568927108828674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Not the most recent photo of the painting.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally separated from my dearest friend or rather annoyance source for these past 8 months. The moments of the final hours I spent with it are recorded below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye prep boards and canvas. See you next year, hopefully. Gonna frame you in my house if you give me and A1 and I don't hesitate to burn you and force TYK to drink your ashes if you give me anything below that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelim exam is over, but O level is coming in less than 30 days! It's not going to be a smooth road with distractions, art paper 2 and periodical mood swing. Seems like it happens to everyone, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get myself to study geography! Gosh. Who cares about leaf litter layer, methods to protect the coast or strategies to develop LDCs. I'll make sure that my future stay far, far away from this kind of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Khalid sucks. And I don't think I'll be blogging until O's over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-31559438657861050?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/31559438657861050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=31559438657861050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/31559438657861050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/31559438657861050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-to-you-my-trusted-friend.html' title='Goodbye to you my trusted friend'/><author><name>chuckz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15278925163912975173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SMyZpTEgDAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/paemckbHkdk/S220/wall-e-poster%5B1%5D-21026-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmwngCxobPA/SNo2TK6lz9I/AAAAAAAAACA/uXA4tTvlXaQ/s72-c/DSC00455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-9195526633880809850</id><published>2008-09-10T08:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:02:22.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My wish</title><content type='html'>Right now, I really want to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SMfucN3U9NI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Awxci8XWZ-Y/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SMfucN3U9NI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Awxci8XWZ-Y/s400/happy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244422459621700818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been thinking of the idea of growing flower on one's head for a while. The inspiration comes from:&lt;br /&gt;"'I'll put a flower in your hair," - Lucky, Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;"There's a flower in your hair, I'm a flower in your hair," - Sunday Morning, Maroon5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-9195526633880809850?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9195526633880809850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=9195526633880809850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9195526633880809850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9195526633880809850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-wish.html' title='My wish'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SMfucN3U9NI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Awxci8XWZ-Y/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4422387413839715835</id><published>2008-09-10T07:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T08:10:39.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a galaxy far, far away...</title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I last blogged. Anyway all the tough papers are already over so I give myself an excuse to write an entry, finally. Although tomorrow's papers are merely POA paper 1 and Emath paper 1, they are not to be underestimated... Sounds like I've already underestimating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a good mood seriously. Things are troubling me, other than my studies definitely. Although I've attempted not to write emo, cock and bull stories about people I don't like with initials, I really cannot get this out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Obi Wan Kenobi. I'm a handsome Jedi with sexy beard portrayed by Ewan Mc Gregor swishing light saber at random robots. My sidekick/padawan's name is Anakin Skywalker. He is also my best friends and we enjoy destroying robots together. However, Anakin now always sneak out to see the old, wrinkled Senator Palpatine rather than me eventhough I'm much hotter than him. This Senator Palpatine has been working very close with the evil Count Dooku and now they are now forming some stupid trio and I don't know what the hell are they doing though I'd like to know very and stop them from gathering. Why? Because now Anakin is throwing the proof that he's a Jedi, his lightsaber, and follows Dooku's dressing with the outdated black cape and later putting up the Darth Vader's mask. Now, the poor me misses Anakin, C3PO and R2D2 very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty familiar? Anyway this is the storyline of Star Wars II and III.&lt;br /&gt;Chiza's birthday today. Happy birthday! NC16! May the force be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 4D, please check the class blog for the new timetable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4422387413839715835?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4422387413839715835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4422387413839715835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4422387413839715835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4422387413839715835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-galaxy-far-far-away.html' title='In a galaxy far, far away...'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4223993456749295690</id><published>2008-08-30T17:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:01:01.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KitKat</title><content type='html'>Saturday was a blast! Met up with old Hua people, including Mr Paul Lau! Anyway we met up in Plaza Singapura in the evening. The kids arrived first (me, Gunawan, Wileen and Bull), and we formed a study group in Kopitiam. Wow. However I didn't even solve one question about kinematics. Helped Bull with his redox instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Lau came, and we went up to check for movies. The cinema was renovated, I thought there's no movie screening! My bad. Actually Bull and Wileen wanted to watch 4Bia, but I was much against it, furthermore I'm not 16 yet. Mr Lau suggested The Clone Wars, but the ticket was selling fast. Hence, we decided to check The Cathay next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, we got hold of The Clone Wars ticket. Then, there was an F1 exhibition at The Cathay's lobby, so we went to check them out. Mr Lau knew all the answers to the questions coming with a crappy Meet The Spartans notebook prize, however he was clueless about the questions entitling him of an F1 watch! Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; dinner (for the others, light snack) at Billy Bombers. OMGWTF, the price was damn expensive! Another blow at Mr Lau's pocket, as the tradition goes. Anyway the milkshake was deadly thick. The mussles were nice and chewy too! Kay, enough of the food business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was well, satisfactory. I like Anakin and Obi Wan as always, but I simply hate the new bimbotic Padawan! Bleah. I think only those people who watched Star Wars before can understand what's going on. I watch Star Wars only because Hayden Christensen is cute, especially at the 2nd movie! He's got a great hairstyle. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a group photo before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SLn7EImt5eI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_mZsK52i1BM/s1600-h/300820081095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SLn7EImt5eI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_mZsK52i1BM/s320/300820081095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240495689870206434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when am I going to have such gatherings again. 11 November, quickly come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4223993456749295690?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4223993456749295690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4223993456749295690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4223993456749295690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4223993456749295690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/kitkat.html' title='KitKat'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SLn7EImt5eI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_mZsK52i1BM/s72-c/300820081095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2460995872315945091</id><published>2008-08-27T07:53:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:15:09.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power!</title><content type='html'>Yo. I've survived today. It felt so great to see that Sri Lanka was tested in today's paper. Maths was a formidable foe, though. I got to attempt the questions two or three times before coming up with the solutions for them. Oh, and the very first question was a direct blow targeted towards me. Not forgetting the polynomial question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is science practical. Wondering what can a klutz like me can do... not in the sense of whipping up something impressive but ridiculous stuff I can think off. Anyway I'm glad that I'm placed in the chemistry lab. It is because I cannot operate the portable bunsen burner (mini LPG tank) in the physics lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to be busy tomorrow, since today I've taken my break. Preparing teacher's day gifts. My only first and going to be the last teacher's day celebration to attend in Singapore. Hope the gifts the class thought for them are going to impress them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing some songs which in normal circumstances, will make me feel alive. Not now though. I'm preparing to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pe-MIDDfckw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pe-MIDDfckw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rU8fK7PV_c0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rU8fK7PV_c0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qdVp72RIHbY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qdVp72RIHbY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently obsessed with Jun Matsumoto's role in Gokusen. He's somewhat reminding me of Tamaki Hiroshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a little bit of revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to test anions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carbonate: Add dilute acid, bubble the gas through (a little bit) of limewater.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloride: Add silver/lead nitrate, will form white precipitate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sulphate: Add barium nitrate, will form white precipitate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nitrate: Add sodium hydroxide and aluminium foil/powder. Warm. Ammonia gas will be produced.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloride turns blue litmus white. Ammonia turns red litmus blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For physics graph, take note of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Title (Graph of y cm axis against x cm axis)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scale (underline it):&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;y cm axis: 2cm to 1cm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;x cm axis: 2cm to 1cm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Label the axes on the graph.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't plot the points with cross.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are asked to extend the graph, extend normally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For tangent and showing the corresponding value of some axis, draw dotted lines.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not going to be determining focal length of a converging lens tomorrow. I also don't want those "concentration" practicals to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2460995872315945091?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2460995872315945091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2460995872315945091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2460995872315945091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2460995872315945091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/power.html' title='Power!'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5369231804103775147</id><published>2008-08-19T06:18:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T07:23:51.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPsCCCH3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/VoaJb10yUhk/s1600-h/15082008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPsCCCH3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/VoaJb10yUhk/s320/15082008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236225872138215282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Caught you blindfolded!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPslLAXwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/T9o_UUoHJqs/s1600-h/15082008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPslLAXwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/T9o_UUoHJqs/s320/15082008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236225881571090178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Now tighten it!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPsi6G2KI/AAAAAAAAAUk/aPV5r-U4rDE/s1600-h/15082008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPsi6G2KI/AAAAAAAAAUk/aPV5r-U4rDE/s320/15082008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236225880963340450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;This looks like kidnapping.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPs9wK1LI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rYnenzycD34/s1600-h/15082008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPs9wK1LI/AAAAAAAAAUs/rYnenzycD34/s320/15082008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236225888169415858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Walk faster!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPtEOSNgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/TsGm_80SFrI/s1600-h/15082008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPtEOSNgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/TsGm_80SFrI/s320/15082008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236225889906341378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Are we there yet?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgbYv2vI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ahYj7VL6uRE/s1600-h/15082008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgbYv2vI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ahYj7VL6uRE/s320/15082008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236226772297571058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Almost!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgiGxZrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/611drbHeIDM/s1600-h/15082008%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgiGxZrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/611drbHeIDM/s320/15082008%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236226774101223090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Is it a ghost? Is it a mermaid? It's the birthday girl!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgvdR_3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/kfHTI_dNjc0/s1600-h/15082008%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgvdR_3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/kfHTI_dNjc0/s320/15082008%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236226777685294962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Patience, what can I say!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgyMmkMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/wwxg2vadmVI/s1600-h/15082008%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQgyMmkMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/wwxg2vadmVI/s320/15082008%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236226778420646082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Are you okay?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQhO0awOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jegIUELAJA0/s1600-h/15082008%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrQhO0awOI/AAAAAAAAAVc/jegIUELAJA0/s320/15082008%28013%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236226786103836898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Time for more flour!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrRrmbBNZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XLERLvE53ek/s1600-h/15082008%28014%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrRrmbBNZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/XLERLvE53ek/s320/15082008%28014%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236228063750075794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is not ending yet!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrRr2IIS4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/TElARnGDHUI/s1600-h/15082008%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrRr2IIS4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/TElARnGDHUI/s320/15082008%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236228067965815682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;The satisfied organiser and victim.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrU92Vxk_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/gJh287gmC-4/s1600-h/Image3357-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrU92Vxk_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/gJh287gmC-4/s320/Image3357-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236231675795575794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not too late to post Agustina's birthday pictures! Anyway it's only last Friday. Thanks Vanessa and Tania for the pictures. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5369231804103775147?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5369231804103775147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5369231804103775147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5369231804103775147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5369231804103775147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/caught-you-blindfolded-now-tighten-it.html' title='I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKrPsCCCH3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/VoaJb10yUhk/s72-c/15082008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2872960121178939088</id><published>2008-08-19T04:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T05:16:09.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live high</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0fUJ0GNJ9n/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0fUJ0GNJ9n/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/live-high-lyrics-jason-mraz.html"&gt;Click for lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to this song! You should really listen to it and check out the lyric. I feel at ease now although throughout the weekend, art is killing me. Burnt the midnight oil yesterday to finish a kiddy-like watercolour painting (I realise it's really not my thing). Skipped recess and lunchtime in order to sketch the compositions and touch up the development section. At 2.30PM (delayed to 2.45PM), the damned art paper started! 3 hours flew past as I ignored my hunger, sleepiness, fatigue, my mind was only programmed to draw and paint. Sadly, I did not manage to finish the drawing. Not even half if I didn't grab the biggest brush I have with me and painted the roads messily in the last 15 minutes. Oh well, just hope for the best to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims in one week! Sometimes I'm annoyed that each teacher seems to be thinking that their subjects are the most important (even Lee JY!). It makes students confused as they don't know which one to prioritise/which to study first. Which is my case, I don't know whether I should practise my shitty English or reading SS textbook. Speak of the devil, I don't like Mrs Ess for only testing sec 3 topics for prelims. True that I've got to study less stuff. However, how would we range our marks with all the topics tested? Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my life feels so different now. I am waking up later and later day by day. I've not managed to sneak a book to be finished in my to-do-list ever since Breaking Dawn. I don't learn anything from some lessons as those teachers are only wasting everybody's time by nagging, or comparing our progress with other classes, that leaves me with mounts of gold (free time) right in front my eyes but if I try to grab it, I'd ignite the anger of some furious monster (teacher banged my table).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School policy may seems so ridiculous. Like today, at 8th period Mrs Quek ought to leave for a meeting, she left the class with a task and promised to be back. Then, Mr Prem and Mr Izsal passed by and instructed us to the hall, where the rest of the school but sec 4 pupils are having assembly. Oh, great. Walked inside and squatted down on the hall's floor for a second, for the next second Mrs Quek's meeting was over. Then the bell rang when we reached class. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoulder's kinda stiff. My cough has not healed yet since last week, at least it's much better. And there's a bruise on my right knee from nowhere! Sigh. Gotta go, and studaaaaaaaaaayyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2872960121178939088?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2872960121178939088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2872960121178939088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2872960121178939088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2872960121178939088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/live-high.html' title='Live high'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7108183172425626229</id><published>2008-08-16T18:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:19:57.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be right there</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowFullScreen="true" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-1695088543914137284&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Indonesia's national day anyway. Fancy waking up at 8AM while I bet my siblings back home got to report to school at 6AM or the latest 6.30AM to attend flag raising ceremony and reciting the proclamation speech etc on Sunday, the only weekend day they have. Tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7108183172425626229?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7108183172425626229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7108183172425626229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7108183172425626229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7108183172425626229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/ill-be-right-there.html' title='I&apos;ll be right there'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7076312463117890252</id><published>2008-08-13T03:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T03:15:04.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diverting</title><content type='html'>Here is my version of the ideal Edward Cullen (though I am quite satisfied with Robert Pattinson). My sister has this obsession towards "So You Think You Can Dance" hence at times I also watch with her, and happened to stumble (or is it fated?) upon this #$%^&amp;amp;-ly handsome contestant. Neil Haskell, make your entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKKzdrqlevI/AAAAAAAAATc/nmWh7fFaNGs/s1600-h/neil10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKKzdrqlevI/AAAAAAAAATc/nmWh7fFaNGs/s320/neil10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233943039476857586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKKzd3OXOpI/AAAAAAAAATk/-DWA5xui29U/s1600-h/PeopleNeil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKKzd3OXOpI/AAAAAAAAATk/-DWA5xui29U/s320/PeopleNeil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233943042579708562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, &lt;b&gt;HE DANCES!!&lt;/b&gt; Damn hot. Hit youtube.com and witness it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English oral? Let's don't put high hope for it, although I'd like to get a distinction, in order to save my written papers from failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7076312463117890252?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7076312463117890252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7076312463117890252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7076312463117890252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7076312463117890252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/diverting.html' title='Diverting'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SKKzdrqlevI/AAAAAAAAATc/nmWh7fFaNGs/s72-c/neil10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-9100190734022285277</id><published>2008-08-10T02:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:44:58.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun people drink Fanta grape</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2hQGOOR5g0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2hQGOOR5g0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly remember that Yuki (my host in Japan) always drink Fanta grape after every meal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-9100190734022285277?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9100190734022285277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=9100190734022285277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9100190734022285277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/9100190734022285277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-people-drink-fanta-grape.html' title='Fun people drink Fanta grape'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6683483239318875287</id><published>2008-08-08T02:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:25:00.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second last encounter</title><content type='html'>One year after my second last encounter, we met again virtually. And it was unlike any of the other encounters we had, this was filled with cold, freezing air between us, only made the atmosphere grip me tighter, I was clutched with fear. The scary glare I had never seen or rather imagined he would look at me that way before, and the harsh voice, whipped me out of my unconsciousness that things had changed. So near, yet we were separated by the people around us, creating contrasting environment that we ought to stick with it, no escape. I couldn't stand up, drag my chair and approached him, yet I closed my eyes, and woke up in another realm though the pain was real and it stung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said that the past does not matter and thinking about it will only screw your future, but the past plays a prominent role in shaping your future. Long time ago I have decided to put an end of it and though all physical remembrance have been wiped off, the memories lingering in me are still teasing me to go back. I'd always said that this encounter would be the last, but still I couldn't make a clean cut. At the end of every unfinished meeting, I would hope that the story will still drag, long... Like a never ending soap opera, everybody is already so sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my solace when I am needing it so badly?&lt;br /&gt;Get rid over it, will you, girl?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6683483239318875287?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6683483239318875287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6683483239318875287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6683483239318875287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6683483239318875287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/08/second-last-encounter.html' title='Second last encounter'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2282410407078912702</id><published>2008-07-27T04:49:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T06:21:22.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Remedy</title><content type='html'>RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1) Put Your iTunes on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2) For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3) You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;4) Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?&lt;br /&gt;Come clean, Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Piano concerto in A minor, Grieg O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Symphony 9, 1st movement, Dvorak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Last night, P. Diddy ft. Keyshia Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go, Fort Minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Sostenuto: Suite Op.14, 4th movt, Bartok (I hardly EVER listen to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, Jason Mraz ft. Colbie Callat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the black parade, My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Spinning song, Song without words no 10, Mendelssohn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Can't repeat, The Offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think of your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;The world is black, Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I want you bad, The Offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting, Sum41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne, The Calling (-___-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Jigga what/Faint, Linkin Park ft. Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Tatakau Monotachi, FFVII Advent Children version, Nobuo Uematsu (WTH!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Understand, Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Catch my disease, Ben Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Carmen fantasy, Sarasate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Lil' star, Kelis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills, Weezer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;The remedy, Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz taken from Daphne's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2282410407078912702?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2282410407078912702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2282410407078912702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2282410407078912702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2282410407078912702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/remedy.html' title='The Remedy'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6514139390587756712</id><published>2008-07-27T02:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T03:47:51.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial Harmony Day</title><content type='html'>Posting the Racial Harmony Day pictures, I know that it's been a bit late :p 28/33 people from 4D showed up wearing ethnic costumes, well done guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SIxRPyewyDI/AAAAAAAAATU/TyAnRXnK5_M/s1600-h/1_119825601l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SIxRPyewyDI/AAAAAAAAATU/TyAnRXnK5_M/s320/1_119825601l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227642599160989746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SIxRApuTWNI/AAAAAAAAATE/8wTI_mIs7Ak/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SIxRApuTWNI/AAAAAAAAATE/8wTI_mIs7Ak/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227642339112212690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SIxRAyZThFI/AAAAAAAAATM/bYTwn9KYbzE/s1600-h/IMG_8926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SIxRAyZThFI/AAAAAAAAATM/bYTwn9KYbzE/s320/IMG_8926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227642341440062546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also upload the pictures to &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?a=985756768&amp;uid=21430637"&gt;my Friendster acccount&lt;/a&gt;. You can also MSN me for the originals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6514139390587756712?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6514139390587756712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6514139390587756712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6514139390587756712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6514139390587756712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/racial-harmony-day.html' title='Racial Harmony Day'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SIxRPyewyDI/AAAAAAAAATU/TyAnRXnK5_M/s72-c/1_119825601l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1460420650149172548</id><published>2008-07-25T19:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:27:45.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From now on, I'm deaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8zks16sHdn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8zks16sHdn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/hP48zA2t/music/Bawm8rUo/mark_swartzentruber_f_minor_op_57_appassionata_allegro/"&gt;F Minor, Op. 57, Appassionata, Allegro ma non troppo (5/00) - Mark Swartzentruber&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1460420650149172548?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1460420650149172548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1460420650149172548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1460420650149172548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1460420650149172548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-now-on-im-deaf.html' title='From now on, I&apos;m deaf'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-440678775902461818</id><published>2008-07-21T07:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:00:33.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyprocrites</title><content type='html'>Many problems are coming to me lately. Gosh. Currently in a three-quarter-dead state due to lack of sleep, sweet food overdose, dehydration, romusha style revisions and stress. Some more, the $%^&amp;amp;*-ing pimples are being uncontrollable and invading my whole face, not just the common forehead which is already annoying enough. I want to run to the nearest ocean and shout the four letter word. Those tanker ship crews will probably shout back with their steam whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit suddenly my mood to blog disappears. Fuck. Just let this space rot and die. So contradicting my new year resolution. To forgive, forget and accept. I let anger take control of me so that easily, yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-440678775902461818?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/440678775902461818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=440678775902461818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/440678775902461818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/440678775902461818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/hyprocrites.html' title='Hyprocrites'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-603737265279160285</id><published>2008-07-09T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T07:29:54.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XWrvHZVhJu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XWrvHZVhJu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/p00llux/music/Zrk-dXZf/joe_hisaishi_friends/"&gt;Friends - Joe Hisaishi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, take a listen. One of my favourites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-603737265279160285?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/603737265279160285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=603737265279160285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/603737265279160285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/603737265279160285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1921253121738498964</id><published>2008-07-08T04:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T04:49:05.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's simple pleasure</title><content type='html'>Tell me, what are you going to do in your last 24 hours of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading "Hard Boiled Wonderland and The End of the World". Interesting story, and it was really a pleasant read. It's that kind of book that you don't want to put down although you cannot really understand the whole plot, just letting it flow until the end. Murakami writes damn good alternating chapters novels (Kafka! :D) compared to Dan Brown. When I read "Da Vinci Code" and "Angels and Demons" I simply skipped all the even chapters. What fascinates me is... the names of the characters are not mentioned at all in the books! So it was the story of "I", "chubby girl", "professor", "shadow" and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to look for explanations in Wikipedia later... Must clear all the doubts before going to sleep today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I stumbled upon this interesting fact. Sec 4 is indeed, one of the most stressful phase in life but today, I realise that it was indeed one of the most fun year I've lived. It happened that TYK was absent today hence there's no art remedial (Tabitha said, "Feel free if you want to come,") so some of us gathered in class after school doing maths with plenty of food - dark chocolate and pretzels to name a few, there were plenty of illegal items present too and while doing some sums I enjoyed watching Yeekhang went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I really love the companion of my classmates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1921253121738498964?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1921253121738498964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1921253121738498964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1921253121738498964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1921253121738498964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/lifes-simple-pleasure.html' title='Life&apos;s simple pleasure'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6336837642711286645</id><published>2008-07-07T14:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:00:08.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>I had this weird dream last Monday, someone broke into the art room and splashed turpentine to my painting so all the cars disappeared and I was left with the vague background. Not only that, that person used my brush and didn't wash it and I was left with 6-7 tubes of paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first place I'm going to head this morning is the art room. Yeah, I left my foolscap pad and final draft inside. Yitkee's going to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a quick revision of my upcoming geography test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of rivers: source (where the river starts), tributaries (small rivers joining the main stream), distributaries (those small rivers separating at the mouth), mouth (sea, or lake or whatever where the river ends) and drainage basin/watershed (water catchment area).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energy of rivers: affected by speed of flow and volume of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factors affecting speed of flow: gradient of river (steeper faster), texture of the river bed and banks (smoother faster, less friction), cross sectional area of river (smaller faster, um don't know how to explain), depth of river (go see textbook later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factors affecting volume of water: duration and amount of rainfall (obviously lah), size of drainage basin (wider so can catch more rainwater), presence of vegetation (less vegetation means less rain intercepted by the soil and plants, hence more surface runoff and more water flowing to the river), type of soil (impermeable soil works better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River activities (no, it isn't water activities like swimming or whatever other bullshit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erosion: vertical (the river become deeper) or lateral (the space between the banks widens)&lt;br /&gt;Can be carried by hydraulic action (water hits the banks; rocks and whatevers drop and carried away), abrasion (those small rocks hit the banks?), attrition (small rocks knock against each other so become smaller and finer) and solution (those rocks dissolves in the water, occured in limestone areas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transportation: traction (big boulders at the river bed, something like, pulled by the current), saltation (gravels hop along the river bed), suspension (fine particles flow with the water) and solution (for the dissolved rocks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deposition: occured at the mouth of the river usually (also occur at meanders) when the river has no energy to transport its loads and the loads have reached its maximum. Heavier particles are deposited first and hence the finer ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erosion usually occurs at the upper part of the river when the rivers still have the energy. Transportation occurs during the course of the river and deposition at the lower/middle part of the river.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've reached page 69 with a little reference to the textbook. Signing off, breakfast and packing my books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6336837642711286645?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6336837642711286645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6336837642711286645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6336837642711286645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6336837642711286645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-8228169779966930069</id><published>2008-07-03T04:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:55:43.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol 70%</title><content type='html'>A song that reminds me of the Japan trip last year.... the Kagamino band played that for their concert. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0rCnw8ZYd3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0rCnw8ZYd3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/essentialthots/music/h6hCNDaG/tokyo_kosei_disco_medley_iii/"&gt;Disco Medley III - Tokyo Kosei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is the Tokyo Kosei version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-8228169779966930069?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8228169779966930069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=8228169779966930069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8228169779966930069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8228169779966930069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/alcohol-70.html' title='Alcohol 70%'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4476295726345639148</id><published>2008-07-01T02:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:06:36.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June is dead</title><content type='html'>For you people who haven't taken your MT oral exam yet... I am reminding you, for your own good, please don't forget to bring your confirmation slip and identification card. Although the confirmation slip ended up being useless, it is, indeed a shock to discover that you forget to bring your most important documents to the exam venue and you spend the whole day wondering which period can I sneak out and rush home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People learn from mistakes. Except that their existences are mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the bathroom to be vacant so I can have a nice, relaxing bathe within the time limited and head to the Singapore Conference Hall to catch the school's musical. I have a feeling that it's going to be crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update about the musical...&lt;br /&gt;Reached the conference hall at 7.45PM and people were actually gathering outside the hall door already! So cramped! Then yea, the door opened and people were storming inside. Tanya, Tania, Vanessa, Agustina, Jessica, Venny and me sat at the top right part of the hall, we still don't need binoculars to see, at least. Then we went out to buy drinks during the 20 minutes break, for your info, I haven't eaten dinner yet. Walked around, and I took lots of SSO brochures from the Sistic counter below, and an Esplanade diary :D then when we entered the hall again, our seats were occupied! Heck, so we moved to the left seats below, behind the cMt people's seats. Spotted Daisy Lian during the finale, her face looked so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite song in the musical is actually QED, only if it's sung better. And my favourite scene is the Romeo and Juliet spoof. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4476295726345639148?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4476295726345639148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4476295726345639148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4476295726345639148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4476295726345639148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/07/june-is-dead.html' title='June is dead'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-468441316497870896</id><published>2008-06-30T03:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:39:39.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twisted wires</title><content type='html'>The second week of school has started and I've survived most of the disasters happened, well, without any injury for now. My prediction is correct, after the holiday, my brain becomes like a wet sponge squeezed 'til dry (analogy from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secret). One of the biggest direct hit of my sense of urgency towards O level I have ever experienced: I screwed up my chemistry mock test! Not the usual, "OMG, I haven't finished studying all the chapters in the textbook!" but I was, totally... dead. Well, the test took place today and nobody informed us about it, Mr Heng just couldn't keep the paper on his table for any longer already. Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to recall what have been happening in these past few days... I've managed to escape Ms Balan's wrath! Thank God Cardus came up with a very good argument last Thursday that her amount of homework was impossible to be done in a mere 3 days, so she extended the deadline for another week. I haven't attempted to do them though, going to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the High Achiever's Tea last Friday. There were Zhihao and me from 4D and well, we didn't even talk to each other and hence you know that I wouldn't talk to the rest of the people in my table (not that I have any grudge towards them). At the 3rd period, we headed to the hall, rehearsed and proceeded with the real event straight away, no recess! I was damn sleepy on that day that I slept during the rehearsal until it was the sec4s' turn to go on the stage. Food was only served at 12 something and I was already starving, but I still needed to survive a super long queue (hall's length) before I eat my brunnner (breakfast lunch dinner). The eclairs were really good, sadly I couldn't get my hand on the second serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school (which includes an hour stay-for-nothing session in the art room), I went to shop, for the pumps I had been eyeing on for a month. I tried the 37 and realised that it was too small, so I quickly slipped my foot into the 37.5 and paid it straightaway. What a mistake! The next day I realisedthat the 37.5 shoes were too big for me. I hope it's not too late to exchange the shoes... if not I'll pray that my feet grow 1.5 cm in a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shoe shopping, I went to Funan with Chiza to buy my MP3. Walked around but sadly most of the shops were already closing although it's still 8PM! In the end I managed to get my hand on Samsung YP-K3 at only $179, a terribly good price since at the other stores, they are selling it for $200 plus, almost $300. I bought a laptop cooler for my sister too (she won't receive birthday present this year). Had supper at KFC and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marine Parade library on Sunday with my sis and Eugene. Did some math sums, but the paper was terribly difficult so I gave up. Ended up borrowing another Haruki Murakami book, this time it's "Hard Boiled Wonderland And The End Of The World", weird title, huh? Dined at the library's cafe, I ordered half chicken with some random pasta and mashed potato. Nice, but I couldn't believe I could eat that much chicken. The "after" picture of the meal was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Ms Balan cancelled her remedial, again. Apparently Mrs Thomas was supposed to teach us but she's not around. So the class had some free 2 hours to spend until Mr Heng's remedial, but only 6 patiently waited and hence the guaikia gang was formed. We're not so guaikia though, we were laughing at Mr Together's car at the coffeeshop. Tomorrow he's going to chop us into pieces. After that we played dai di in class, courtesy of Jiamin's table. Not so guaikia after all, if you see what do we do in class. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my "ujian lisan Bahasa Melayu". Wish me luck. Still need to rush home and dress for the musical though. What a hectic day it's going to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love kinematics to the core! Can't believe that I was doing miscellaneous exercise 21 until past midnight yesterday. Reason for my lack of sleep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuAct2SII/AAAAAAAAAR0/QHv3WETC7w4/s1600-h/chuCKz..037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuAct2SII/AAAAAAAAAR0/QHv3WETC7w4/s320/chuCKz..037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217681859784624258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My super cute cousin from the previous post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuA-p8IxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3T_LUtmZB30/s1600-h/chuCKz..040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuA-p8IxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3T_LUtmZB30/s320/chuCKz..040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217681868895036178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please keep the &lt;i&gt;toliet&lt;/i&gt; fresh and clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuBAmZdsI/AAAAAAAAASE/iqW5cv3GUuI/s1600-h/chuCKz..043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuBAmZdsI/AAAAAAAAASE/iqW5cv3GUuI/s320/chuCKz..043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217681869417051842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuBQHi4oI/AAAAAAAAASU/_kZ1UvIeOko/s1600-h/chuCKz..101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuBQHi4oI/AAAAAAAAASU/_kZ1UvIeOko/s320/chuCKz..101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217681873582613122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvF9VESGI/AAAAAAAAASc/Y0BFCrXNzxA/s1600-h/chuCKz..045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvF9VESGI/AAAAAAAAASc/Y0BFCrXNzxA/s320/chuCKz..045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217683053950027874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvGJbUo9I/AAAAAAAAASk/_EykozL71c8/s1600-h/chuCKz..047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvGJbUo9I/AAAAAAAAASk/_EykozL71c8/s320/chuCKz..047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217683057197491154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Art room grafiti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvGd6IUhI/AAAAAAAAASs/XVWRft2O7po/s1600-h/chuCKz..068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvGd6IUhI/AAAAAAAAASs/XVWRft2O7po/s320/chuCKz..068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217683062695416338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guaranteed will make you vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvGv77bQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/xm_rHKOWyME/s1600-h/chuCKz..128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjvGv77bQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/xm_rHKOWyME/s320/chuCKz..128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217683067534798082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The oversized shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-468441316497870896?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/468441316497870896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=468441316497870896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/468441316497870896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/468441316497870896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/06/twisted-wires.html' title='Twisted wires'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SGjuAct2SII/AAAAAAAAAR0/QHv3WETC7w4/s72-c/chuCKz..037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-4946371029486552765</id><published>2008-06-21T19:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:17:40.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial and error</title><content type='html'>OMG, tomorrow the holiday is ending! Ha, like it has any significance to me, who's going to school almost everyday (14/15 attendance :D). Well, the bad thing that school starts is... I haven't finished doing my homework! Heymath is annoying man, I hate doing math MCQ and some more, it's timed... and you need to key in the answers to the computer yet you're &lt;i&gt;writing&lt;/i&gt; your workings on a piece of paper. Might as well give a written test right? Reading the title, you know what resort did I do to attempt it. Although I love maths, but doing difficult (yes it's difficult) questions in 60 minutes time is a turn-off. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still left with SS SBQ and English paper, yeah, no improvement from my holiday homework reminder in the previous post. How crappy. Don't judge me wrong, I have attempted to do it (going to the library, bringing the paper everywhere) but in the end I just stared at the paper and wrote nothing. Ah, but I am confident that people's power are boosted when they are stuck in the last minute situation. Hence, I bet I can do it today... Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yea I know you're thinking that holiday has changed me. That's true. Too many Crisis Core.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some important events *puke* taking place also interrupted my study session. I'm moving from my previous room. This room is supposed to be smaller and I need to share the bathroom with another 3 people (my sis included) but some how, this room looks more spacious than my previous one. Maybe because when I open the window, I can see the pool view. While in the previous room, I ALMOST NEVER open the curtain because I would only see HDB flat next door, and if you bend your neck to the left a little, people BBQ-ing. As if they'll spare you some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, everything is neat and bright and sparkling and I like my new table but it's going to be haywire in no time as my sister and I have the tendency to throw things around the room. And you know, the bed creacks. Scary, especially when I climb up to the upper deck. I guess it's telling me to lose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my sister finish bathing, we're going to head for another study interruption... Yup my cousins from Jakarta is coming with their mother and grandmother. Gonna accompany them to Bugis. And I heard that the newborn (1 year old) weighs 13 kg. I wonder what does she eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a quote from my favourite movie... V for Vendetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the &lt;i&gt;vox populi&lt;/i&gt;, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me "V".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-4946371029486552765?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4946371029486552765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=4946371029486552765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4946371029486552765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/4946371029486552765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/06/trial-and-error.html' title='Trial and error'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7343689923234326582</id><published>2008-06-18T07:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:36:55.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Mind is Purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourmindquiz/purple.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the mind types, yours is the most idealistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourmindquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Rule Saturn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/saturn.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn is a mysterious planet that can rarely be seen with the naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Saturn because like its rings, you don't always follow the rules of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like Saturn, to really be able to understand you, someone delve beyond your appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not an easy person to befriend. However, once you enter a friendship, you'll be a friend for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think slowly but deeply. You only gain great understanding after a situation has past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Cookie Monster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/cookie-monster.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood as a primal monster, you're a true hedonist with a huge sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Hungry. Cookies are preferred, but you'll eat anything if cookies aren't around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Your slightly crazy eyes and usual way of speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: In the moment. "Me want COOKIE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Superpower Should Be Super Speed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/speed.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quick witted and fast to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mind works at warp speed. From your perspective, everyone else is living in slow motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get so much done, people have accused you of not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not a couch potato, you feel a bit crazy if you're not busy doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you would be a good superhero: You're be the first on the scene... and likely to finish the job before anyone else shows up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest problem as a superhero: Being bored by everyone else. Including other superheroes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/"&gt;What Should Your Superpower Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's Not a Violent Bone in Your Body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/couldyoubeviolentquiz/violent-3.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're cool and collected, even when someone really gets under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you don't blow up when you're angry, you know how to express your anger calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't bottle emotions up or let them get out of control. For you, violence would never be an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoubeviolentquiz/"&gt;Could You Be Violent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Chinese Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/chinese-food.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exotic yet ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People think they've had enough of you, but they're back for more in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Pizza Reveals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourpizzasayaboutyouquiz/pizza.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may tell you that you have a small appetite... but you aren't under eating. You just aren't a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't particularly picky about pizza. It's so good... how could you be? You fit in best in the Western part of the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like food that's traditional and well crafted. You aren't impressed with "gourmet" foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generous, outgoing, and considerate with your choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are cultured and intellectual. You should consider traveling to Vienna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stereotype that best fits you is geek. You're the type most likely to order pizza to avoid leaving your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourpizzasayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Pizza Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7343689923234326582?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7343689923234326582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7343689923234326582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7343689923234326582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7343689923234326582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/06/chicken-storm.html' title='Chicken storm'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3613435466556481878</id><published>2008-06-15T06:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T07:02:44.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crisis</title><content type='html'>Seven days to school and I haven't done anything significant in terms of reducing my loads of work. My work achievement I was so proud of was doing chemistry MCQ while waiting for my flight back, copying Amath notes at my 2D1N mountain getaway at Batu (which was decorated with two serious bus accidents involving happy graduates from kindergarten and senior highs) and currently, for 9 interrupted hours I am doing SS homework from the LMS. Rewriting the mid year essay paper, ugh. Mrs Ess chose the one I score badly for so I really need to come out with a new one. Now I'm about to type the explanation of some impacts of globalisation from the textbook. I still have SBQs to do some more. Bull crap. And I still haven't verified about the rumour that tomorrow's SS test is cancelled? Don't believe this please, I really contradict myself. I'm the one told by Mrs Ess about the test and wrote it in the classroom's whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heymaths untouched, English journal and a full paper, miscellaneous exercise 20-21 at Amath textbook, finishing the painting, more drawings for the prep work.&lt;/span&gt; I'll just write everything here so I can realize how much work I am supposed to finish whenever I check the blog. I care about my blog more than my studies currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, someone, tell me that I don't need to change blogskin. Tempted to do some useless aesthetical improvement- I have much more important things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven days....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3613435466556481878?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3613435466556481878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3613435466556481878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3613435466556481878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3613435466556481878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/06/crisis.html' title='Crisis'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3779989906353692322</id><published>2008-06-06T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:17:38.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios</title><content type='html'>I'm in the airport waiting for the plane which will bring me home.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, June holidays. (saying that after 2 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3779989906353692322?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3779989906353692322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3779989906353692322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3779989906353692322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3779989906353692322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/06/adios.html' title='Adios'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6229908675533138698</id><published>2008-05-25T06:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T06:53:49.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last to Defend</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fnP0FEfwie/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fnP0FEfwie/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/-19QKe/music/WvwHMu7w/david_shaffer_david_shaffer_the_last_to_defend/"&gt;David Shaffer - The Last to Defend - David Shaffer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, listening to "The Last to Defend" before MT O level will really make your insides turn upside down. The slow part made the whole thing really dramatic. Anyway this version (which I found at Werner's blog) is kinda weird, the glockenspiel is used to play the xylophone part? And I don't know that there's so much bongo, maybe because we haven't played the full version till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good luck to everyone in Singapore who's taking MT O level exam tomorrow! Let's make it the last time we're going to take the exam, kay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6229908675533138698?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6229908675533138698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6229908675533138698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6229908675533138698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6229908675533138698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-to-defend.html' title='The Last to Defend'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2873161904506380977</id><published>2008-05-22T03:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T05:59:40.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops I did it again, and again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(You may carry on if you're not affected with the use of profanities.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my unluckiest day seriously. I don't know what happened, but when we were waiting for the SS lecture, Vanessa said that my water bottle was not tightly closed/leaked (still investigating) and my bag was wet because of that. Okay, I thought that nothing serious happened. She mentioned that my calculator was also wet but I did not care much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until inside the theaterette, I opened my bag and checked the casualties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stack of Malay exercise papers and notes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stack of Physics notes and test papers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The class' geography essays, supposed to be handed in to Mrs Ess once everybody passes up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Foolscap pad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graph pad which was only bought yesterday and I haven't used any single sheet of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics 10 year series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SS textbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My pencil case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fiona's "The Devil Wears Prada"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;MY IPOD NANO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;For the first 9 items, I've done all the things I could possibly do to restore it to the previous condition. Well, I am experienced in dealing with wet papers since I used to spill liquid all the time. As long as there are hand/hair dryer, everything shall be ok. Only Fiona's book has not been completely dried yet. I couldn't dry every single page of a 200+ pages novel completely! Damn it... Did the drying at the third floor's toilet right after SS lecture. Some lower sec students caught me in action and was wandering what the hell I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't know how to deal with wet electronics. Okay, I know how to fix a phone if it drops to the toilet bowl, wipe everything dry and switch it on, voila. But the dear Steve Jobs of Apple computer designed iPod with no opening and I just panicly switched it on during the lecture to make sure that it was alright. Well, it could be switched on and off. But when I wanted to listen to some music on my way home, I just realized that the clicker wheel is spoiled, the whole system lagged and no sound came out from the earphone! I was secretly glad with the earphone part, I've always wanted for a new one but my iPod! NOOOO!!! I still want to listen to music in the bus and during some particular lessons, I want to play solitaire! Fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to cool my head down (my mood was down too) and once I reached home, I connected my iPod to the computer and tried to restore it to its factory setting. I hoped that it'd work... While waiting for all the songs to be copied I checked whether my earphone's alright. Connected it to the computer and good, some sound came out of it. Waited patiently with burning hope until the computer finished synchronizing the 700 songs, plugged it out and moved my thumb over the white circle in the middle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;IT DOESN'T WORK!! WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit... there goes my weekend to go to Apple centre or whatever and get it repaired. I hope the technicians are going to repair it for a reasonable price! Hope the repairing cost is faaarr less than the price of a 4GB MP3 player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know karma right? Joenyen says "Life is like a boomerang, you reap what you sow," while Newton's third law says for every action there is an reaction (when action's equal to reaction, acceleration of resultant force is zero). Well, this phrase is way too commonly used. Okay, now I'm listing all the bad things I did today that might be the cause of my unfortunate incident today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to spend useless money on Malay dictionary so I borrowed Tanya's for the exam. Today we're supposed to bring it to get it chopped. But Tanya woke up late and forgot to bring it, well, I cannot say anything...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am sick of writing Malay compositions and letter. Venny and me have a fear that we will lose all of our inspirations by Monday if we continue practising writing composition. Hence, I slept after I was done with my letter (section A).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was secretly wishing that the whole class was "trapped" in fire during the fire drill exercise so I didn't need to mark attendance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I read magazine during math lesson. It's getting more and more boring everyday, I swear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I blamed all my previous physics teacher for not teaching the class pressure (YZW was next door).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I kept bugging everyone about the relation of pressure and density in Milo with pearl and Ribena jelly. Crappy physics enthusiast.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Anybody knows that my secret ambition is to be an inventor? Nah, the first thing I'm going to invent is this thing which will absorb water and all moist from any water absorbent thing and return it to the normal, whole liquid form. Hence, there's no more crying over wet papers (if your tears do drop on the paper, you can just absorb it). Oh, I shall not limit it to water. It should be able to absorb oil paint and acrylic from any art students' uniforms too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I shall not sell my product to Icky. My another secret ambition is to spill paint on his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I want to watch Indy. Oh yeah, amazingly, my Indy poster was saved from the water disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2873161904506380977?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2873161904506380977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2873161904506380977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2873161904506380977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2873161904506380977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/05/oops-i-did-it-again-and-again.html' title='Oops I did it again, and again...'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6526441458186308956</id><published>2008-05-20T06:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T06:00:10.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charliebug</title><content type='html'>Finally, a day worth to be blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intensive mother tongue lesson has started, all the sec 4s are having mother tongue lesson for the first four periods (I pity those who are taking higher mother tongue) but still my condition is not any better! I spent two hours plus doing mock exam papers in the school's library and the temperature was somewhere near the freezing point for me. Well, remind me to bring jacket tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess it was math lesson. We are left with the last topic, which is mathematics in practical situation and it's a super boring topic. Some more, Mrs Quek is using Heymaths to teach and I can sense that everybody's becoming less eager to learn math, well, until she starts revising the more interesting topics. The funny thing is, Mrs Quek expects us to master this topic better than other classes since we're POA students hence we're already used to count for discounts and interests. Like real, I cannot sense the connection at all. I don't think it helps much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big big thing that happened today is Daisy's last lesson. Hell yeah, I've been waiting for this day and it finally arrived, without me sensing it coming. Mdm Rohayati is going to take over all the O level classes and with her around, I believe that the atmosphere during POA lesson will change 180 degrees. I hope that her teaching is as good as what I've heard fro people. Gonna shoo Day-see far, far away from my blog starting for now. This is the last time you're going to see her name (and me complaining about her) here. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one of the most feared, anticipated yet fun event I had today is... Physics remedial with our one and only discipline master, Mr Prem! It turned out that he's a nice person after all, unexpectably he's pretty patient dealing with the class' queries (unlike Ms Mok who will panic if we cannot understand her explanation, in the end being not helpful at all, LOL). Jiamin said it's because Manchester United won the Premiership League. Well, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now past 10 PM and only 10 minutes ago I realised that Chemistry mock exam is going to be held tomorrow! Screams!! Trying to chiong everything in the next few hours, hopefully I can do it! And I'm still owing Ms Balan two journal entries. Well, for the free topic she can refer here. All hail blogging! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6526441458186308956?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6526441458186308956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6526441458186308956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6526441458186308956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6526441458186308956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/05/charliebug.html' title='Charliebug'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6518850562360405371</id><published>2008-05-16T04:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:52:12.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carbon monoxide</title><content type='html'>Boo... I've seen spiderwebs in my blog. Lame. The weeks after exam were full of ups and downs. See, I'm currently depressed and demoralised even though I woke up with full spirit this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the cause of my depression? Well, I was informed that DSA starts today. I do want to go to JC although maybe my parents have different plans for me and they say that I can only continue to JC if I manage to find a way to cut the living and school expenses in Singapore short. Some measures in mind currently are becoming a PR or applying for scholarship, which most probably I'm ineligible. Why? These are the very same reasons why I don't think I can make it to JC through DSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T HAVE ANY SKILLS TO DISPLAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years experience in band is not enough, some more I have no post, I'm not a damn good percussionist too (cannot roll snare drum, cannot play drumset, cannot tune timpani, etc...). Yes my piano is grade 7 and my theory is grade 5 but those are history, I have lost all my abilities to play, except for sight reading. What's the purpose of being able to read if you can't... speak it out loud? Yes I'm a violinist but I haven't practised for a zillion year and so I can conclude that my skills are rusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M PISSED OFF WITH MYSELF. WHY I DO EVERYTHING HALF-HALF ONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies in myself, the one lazy boasting all day talk crap bitch who never bother to practice and spend all your free time to read mangas in internet. I've never stopped daydreaming but I have never even tried to take action. This is what you call a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the most recent cause of depression. The other one, although significant, it did not affect me much. It's my Malay mid year exam result. I fail Malay paper 2 and get 10/20 for my listening comprehension. Thanks to my oral and paper 1, I still manage to pull my overall mark to 64.5 which is an undeserving B3. It's a pass, but maybe for you all who don't know, the principal expects us to get distinction for the coming MT O level (10 more days). Some more, my expectation is to get an A1 but I saw B3 written as my target mark and I feel disgraced somehow. Other Indonesian students' (talking about girls) targets are A1 and me, filthy B3. They expect me to REPEAT MT O level. Like hell I'd to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I got 51/70 for the O level practice paper I did this morning. That erased all the irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third disappointment, vector test. 19/35. Completely my fault, I anyhow did it because I couldn't fight the urge to go home fast, hunger, yadayada. Did correction already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, good things I have to be grateful for them are... midyear result. Totally satisfied with myself, thanks to all night mugging and writing humanities notes. This mid year, all my weakest subjects are tested and I managed to get good grades for them. Saw the marks draft for the report book and I couldn't stop grinning at it... English B3, Malay B3, Amath A1, Emath A1, Combined science A1, Combined humanities A2, POA A1, Art A2. My L1R5 is 9. Perfect. Guess I still can survive in the JAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is my painting. Hm... now I'm currently doing my second layer and I'm satisfied with my progress. Though I still need to do a lot of fixing, touch ups and prep work drawings in June holiday, I'm quite optimistic to finish the painting by the end of this month. The price I need to pay for this satisfaction is stained uniform (oil paint cannot be washed off) but I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end it here. It's been a way too long entry already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6518850562360405371?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6518850562360405371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6518850562360405371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6518850562360405371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6518850562360405371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/05/carbon-monoxide.html' title='Carbon monoxide'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3552889288261693146</id><published>2008-05-09T08:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:49:57.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAMO MOOD!!</title><content type='html'>OMG! *hyperventilating*&lt;br /&gt;(Please click pause button of my playlist before you proceed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=33429578"&gt;Twilight in HD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=33429578&amp;v=2&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long have you been seventeen?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3552889288261693146?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3552889288261693146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3552889288261693146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3552889288261693146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3552889288261693146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/05/screamo-mood.html' title='SCREAMO MOOD!!'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1757761868144514901</id><published>2008-05-05T08:04:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T06:03:02.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>75% great</title><content type='html'>Ah, exam is over and I'm done with geography! Spent the whole Sunday from 10AM to 10PM reading and writing notes about natural vegetation and development. Well, I've learned my lesson, geography is not a subject that you can chiong overnight. I have successfully memorised all the facts, too much things in my head until I couldn't decide which one to write and in the end, I spent my precious time focusing on the first question so I didn't manage to finish the other one. Kinda disappointed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was art and it was totally crappy. I reached home at 5PM and I swear I smelled like turpentine. Quickly showered and changed and headed to J8 for Cardus' birthday treat with other Indonesians in Mayflower (Tanya, Tania, Vanessa, Venny, Jessica, Agustina and Ricky).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures taken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU2GVY8II/AAAAAAAAARE/zidVfSNvKEA/s1600-h/chuckz+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU2GVY8II/AAAAAAAAARE/zidVfSNvKEA/s320/chuckz+272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197247258375549058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We dined at Ajisen Ramen and this is what I ordered, spicy octopus ramen which came with cold octopus-sprinkled tofu and fried chicken. I like the noodle texture but I don't think chili goes well with the strong taste of octopus. I was more interested in chomping the tofu and chicken in the end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU2WVY8JI/AAAAAAAAARM/52rkb-ZUBB4/s1600-h/chuckz+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU2WVY8JI/AAAAAAAAARM/52rkb-ZUBB4/s320/chuckz+273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197247262670516370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU3GVY8KI/AAAAAAAAARU/dFVpLeNSjfc/s1600-h/chuckz+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU3GVY8KI/AAAAAAAAARU/dFVpLeNSjfc/s320/chuckz+274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197247275555418274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU3WVY8LI/AAAAAAAAARc/L8vwk3keVQA/s1600-h/chuckz+275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU3WVY8LI/AAAAAAAAARc/L8vwk3keVQA/s320/chuckz+275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197247279850385586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU32VY8MI/AAAAAAAAARk/rvjx9ohmiWE/s1600-h/chuckz+277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU32VY8MI/AAAAAAAAARk/rvjx9ohmiWE/s320/chuckz+277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197247288440320194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't the present packaging cute? Kudos to the girls (excluding me)! It's a kardus (box) for Cardus. What a great idea. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1757761868144514901?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1757761868144514901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1757761868144514901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1757761868144514901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1757761868144514901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/05/75-great.html' title='75% great'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SCBU2GVY8II/AAAAAAAAARE/zidVfSNvKEA/s72-c/chuckz+272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7300351835897227603</id><published>2008-04-30T02:37:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:12:31.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish granted</title><content type='html'>School was pretty normal today, except for all the loads I brought which ended up not being used at all. Yep, brought the stupid sketchbook, pastel papers and colour pencil, brush yadayada but Icky was not in school today. OMG, totally waste my energy. However, I'm not finished with it anyway, hope all these preparatory work stuffs will be finished by next week! ;) Coincidentally, the devilish D&amp;amp;T teacher (from stories I heard) Tan Kok Meng was also absent today, so only the four Amath people are having lesson for the first three periods! Got back my test paper, geez. Actually I can get full mark if I was not careless. :( After recess it was English lesson. We finished the final part of Coach Carter and Ms Balan gave us some advertisement to decipher afterwards. Lucky there's no journal writing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(This portion below is not recommended to be read by normal human beings, except if you aspire to follow my steps to be a mad scientist.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded to chemistry lab and did the last year's O level practical question. Wahlau, it was damn difficult! At the rate I'm performing now I don't think I will pass science, thanks to my slow-ness and fear of fire. O.O So first, we're instructed to heat an unknown salt. I heated it, and unknowingly the wooden clipper caught fire and burnt! Hence, I'm using Fiona's one which was very uncomfortable. The next thing was to collect gas using a plastic thingy (pipette?) and I suck at using it ok, since it didn't manage to suck any gas. Next is to add cobalt something to the previously heated solid, but stupid me mixed it with bubbled limewater! After I did that properly, I heated the solution but the liquid boiled and spilled everywhere, forming a chalky substance that solidified the table in a matter of seconds. Shit. Other stupidness of mine is adding hydrochloric acid to the salt instead of sodium nitrate, pouring the salt + nitrate solution to the sink because it didn't react with silver chloride although it was supposed to be like that! Wasted distilled water because I need to re-do the things again, argh. Finally, because of my impatience, I didn't bother to shake and add more sodium hydroxide and aqueous ammonia to dissolve the salt + nitrate solution, instead I straightaway wrote that the white precipitate doesn't dissolve. OMG! I'm gonna die at O level practical man. Sobs. Anyway the stupid salt was zinc chloride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Torture ends here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all those chemistry stuff, we still had... chemistry remedial after school! Heck! It was not enjoyable at all. Shall not write all the details here, scared that one or two people may be offended. LOL. Went home after that, heavy bag on the shoulder, books and drawing papers on the left and my paper bag with test tubes on the right. Was about to board the bus when my leg betrayed me, I tripped leh! In a super horrible condition some more, kissing the dirty bus floor. Yeah, funny. Sagar was the only person I know to witness the incident. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg is damn painful! currently! And the iodine solution stings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7300351835897227603?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7300351835897227603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7300351835897227603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7300351835897227603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7300351835897227603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/wish-granted.html' title='Wish granted'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-6215456375517664491</id><published>2008-04-29T07:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T08:12:57.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge sense of relief</title><content type='html'>Four out of six papers are over. You hear me? O-V-E-R.&lt;br /&gt;If the joy of conquering mid year papers is already this overwhelming, how would O level be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That explains my big wide grin throughout the day. What made me happier is I'm quite confident of scoring. Especially for SS. Well, although my answers are so damn crappy that they'll only bring shame to myself if they're posted at the GP blog, at least I could sense improvement compared to the quality of answers I presented last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, Alyssa! Whoohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, normal lesson will resume. What upsets me is Chemistry remedial after school! I think it's completely useless since we will only be doing past exam papers. Those "do finish then go home" stuffs. Man, I believe that many people will go home straightaway. Secondly, WHY NOT PHYSICS??!! Why there is no Physics remedial? Why Ms Mok went to watch "Hamlet" with the sec threes last Friday? Why labour's day falls on Thursday, the day where we have double Physics period?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people, I'm falling into the big hole of disappointment. But don't get me wrong okay, I love labour's day. I think government should make a student's day because I believe that students nowadays work harder than labours (so far I've heard of a plan to commemorate family day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my time after school to finish Amath homework, chapter 18. I love differentiation and logarithm! However, for that I neglect my prep work. Well, should I go on with "Who cares, it's already late anyway," or "Finish quick so you can go back to Indo!" Heaven knows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-6215456375517664491?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6215456375517664491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=6215456375517664491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6215456375517664491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/6215456375517664491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/huge-sense-of-relief.html' title='Huge sense of relief'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2403181663300868284</id><published>2008-04-25T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:07:55.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecclesiastes 3:1–8</title><content type='html'>There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven–&lt;br /&gt;A time to give birth, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted.&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to tear down, and a time to build up.&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance.&lt;br /&gt;A time to throw stones, and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, and a time to shun embracing.&lt;br /&gt;A time to search, and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep, and a time to throw away.&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear apart, and a time to sew together; A time to be silent, and a time to speak.&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate; A time for war, and a time for peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2403181663300868284?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2403181663300868284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2403181663300868284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2403181663300868284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2403181663300868284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/ecclesiastes-318.html' title='Ecclesiastes 3:1–8'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3056309095829074360</id><published>2008-04-21T07:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:21:47.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritated</title><content type='html'>I chose to go to Lord of the Ring Symphony for the aesthetic outing this June. More costly than the other options, but I think it's going to be a great experience (200 performers! What a big orchestra!). Even so, my knowledge and interest about LOTR is a big zero. I attempted to read the book once, but the maps and descriptions of "Hobbitland" totally confused me. I've watched the movie before, but only the third one and I was only enjoying the war scene back then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm not going to talk about the stuff above. Let's talk about some irritating things (for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when some teachers reply questions with "That's not in your syllabus," or "O level question won't be that hard," or "That one won't come out in exam," Are the teachers teaching (imparting knowledge, as quoted from m-w.com) so we can use the knowledge in our future life or teaching us how to score in exam? The world we're living in does not consist of MCQ or SBQ. Why they don't want to explain more? Isn't it a good thing that someone is actually interested in the things they said? Why are they restraining our curiosity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, is that person. Well, I never backstab anyone in my blog before but she is getting on my nerves. But shall not let anger takes over me. Make &lt;strike&gt;friends&lt;/strike&gt; colleagues, not enemies. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think my ranting should stop here. Next week is already exam! OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3056309095829074360?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3056309095829074360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3056309095829074360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3056309095829074360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3056309095829074360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/irritated.html' title='Irritated'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1934567186460525325</id><published>2008-04-18T04:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T04:50:25.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stage of dying</title><content type='html'>This is weird. I notice that other people also often experience cough and flu, especially these rainy days however I think the virus or whatsoever multiplies and mutates the fastest in my body (well actually I don't know how these stuffs work). On my primary school days, I got sick so damn often like, 2 times a month? And I had to carry tissue with me as I've got sinusitis, which the doctor said that it'll affect me less once I stepped into puberty. Now, most of the time, I'm pretty fit but once I've got sick (like today) it's 1000 times more serious and painful than your usual flu and fever. I slept just after I wrote my previous entry and just woke up 15 minutes ago to have dinner; my throat was so painful that I only ate soup, not rice. I remember taking flu jab on last November before I went to Japan and the effect should last until October, hey what's happening? Except what am I experiencing currently is not flu... other mystery illness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I refuse to see a doctor! Ever since I stepped into Singapore, I've never got an MC and I want to keep it like that in my 2.5 years stay. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1934567186460525325?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1934567186460525325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1934567186460525325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1934567186460525325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1934567186460525325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/stage-of-dying.html' title='Stage of dying'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-1320416689547328220</id><published>2008-04-17T23:10:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T06:11:36.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAnvR5I96RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Lz2o_konXaI/s1600-h/PET_8238_DxO_RAW-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAnvR5I96RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Lz2o_konXaI/s320/PET_8238_DxO_RAW-vi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190943136196454674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep, my face sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woke up at 4.45 AM today because... suddenly I couldn't breathe! Yeah, and when I tried to speak, no voice came out. Shit! I'm supposed to be healthy today, because today was speech day and I need the strength to endure the sun for 90754478 hours. I intended to bathe straightaway, but I lost balance and fell from my double decker bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad start for the day. But it's still going to be worse... because when I brushed my teeth, suddenly I heard BOOM! A thunder! And yeah, the sound of water pouring down and the strong wind blowing. That means my recently ironed blazer would be wet, except if I stuff that inside my bag but it'll crumple :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother called and as instructed I drank NaCl + H2O, she said that it'll heal my throat. As for the blocked nose, the usual medicine (man I hate eating medicine). After breakfast I departed to school (blazer inside the bag) and got my shoes wet on the way to the bus stop. Ironically, when the bus was traveling along Upper Thomson road, the rain became drizzle... and stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#$%^&amp;amp;*?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed from band tee to the waitress uniform, brought down music stands and instruments, warmed up, refused to eat the breakfast provided by school and so the parade started. The guest of honour took her own sweet time without considering the poor band and uniform groups members who were standing under the hot sun (weather sure changes fast). Although I stood under the shade, the merciless sun still managed to radiate its heat to my shoes. After the parade ended, I took of my shoe and walked around barefoot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some of the sec 4 band members wanted to watch the speech day but somehow, because the school didn't want any seat to be empty, they asked random people to sit on it! Wth? My seat leh. Aiyah, don't know who the hell was sitting at one of the seat at 4D row. Saw the prize winners, well the whole thing was actually quite boring and so the event's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandered to look for Isabelle and Jiamin afterwards, packing the gifts for every single guest who would come to Mf dinner tonight! While we were working, the teachers who are going to sing tonight rehearsed. Mr Kwek sang "That Thing You Do" accompanied by some other teachers and he sounded so desperate, like wanting his wife to come back, haha. We packed gifts for 450 people :D not bad, not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm already home, I shall rest and do homework! To Fiona, if you read this, pass me Eclipse on Monday! I've finished New Moon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-1320416689547328220?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1320416689547328220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=1320416689547328220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1320416689547328220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/1320416689547328220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAnvR5I96RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Lz2o_konXaI/s72-c/PET_8238_DxO_RAW-vi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2281345890174564417</id><published>2008-04-12T18:30:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:01:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Military band SYF</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I'll list down some lessons I've learnt yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Always have jacket, Panadol, gastric medicine and mineral water anywhere you go.&lt;br /&gt;Cookies is much much easier to digest rather than rice (and chicken!).&lt;br /&gt;Never believe that a mere headache won't kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was woken up at 6.30 AM (so early!) by my sister. She was going to go for her school's speech day and her phone is spoiled! Well, I offered using my phone but she refused, thank God considering events that would take place afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the house, I decided to go to Jessica's house earlier. Her new house is nice okay!! We played computer games, those Diner Dash type of game (she's pro!) until her cute brother asked her to switch. So we did homework instead and Jessica's grandma cooked lunch :D nicee... We left the house at 2.30 PM and took MRT to Kallang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sight I saw: band members from various schools! So there's no worry that we might be lost while finding the way to the stadium, but the bus number 11 was damn crowded ok? This was my first time to National Stadium :) Managed to get a plenty good seat, but we forgot to buy tidbits! Nevermind it then. At 4 PM the event started and I was awed and speechless seeing how the 100+ human beings coordinate, playing music and spinning trumpet (I love it!). I also love the flag bearers and how the players brought countless props in their pocket. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica's sister band is number 8! Presenting... Deyi Secondary Military band! Told you, their performance deserved a sparkling gold! They played excerpt of Phantom of the Opera and In the Winter of 1730 :) not forgetting the native American drums and totem poles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures I took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFmkMoiz_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1CqE2bwAdXU/s1600-h/chuCKz..106-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFmkMoiz_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1CqE2bwAdXU/s320/chuCKz..106-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188541017760124914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFmkcoi0AI/AAAAAAAAAPs/prMUE67CLKg/s1600-h/chuCKz..115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFmkcoi0AI/AAAAAAAAAPs/prMUE67CLKg/s320/chuCKz..115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188541022055092226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFmksoi0BI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IGf-1fmSKiw/s1600-h/chuCKz..124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFnDsoi0HI/AAAAAAAAAQk/C-Lcs8DDkDQ/s320/chuCKz..137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188541558926004338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFnDsoi0II/AAAAAAAAAQs/LA3sydUhA_Q/s1600-h/chuCKz..139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFnDsoi0II/AAAAAAAAAQs/LA3sydUhA_Q/s320/chuCKz..139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188541558926004354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFnQsoi0JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8yHV0zD_wxY/s1600-h/chuCKz..143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFnQsoi0JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8yHV0zD_wxY/s320/chuCKz..143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188541782264303762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From reading my introduction above, you'll guess that I would start to feel unwell after watching the performance. Jackpot. So me and Jessica cabbed to Bugis after her sister's school performance. Bought Panadol and went to the food junction for dinner but yeah, I was feeling nausea and couldn't eat! OMG I ordered my food already and didn't manage to finish it. Feeling guilty because I've wasted $5.30 and I'm wasting rice while people at the other side of the world would be fighting each other for rice! Then the kind Jessica suggested me to eat cookies or stuff. Yep, Famous Amos cookies healed me immediately. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT home... and collapsed. LOL, of course not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2281345890174564417?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2281345890174564417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2281345890174564417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2281345890174564417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2281345890174564417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/military-band-syf.html' title='Military band SYF'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/SAFmkMoiz_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1CqE2bwAdXU/s72-c/chuCKz..106-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-2835135993939397451</id><published>2008-04-10T03:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T04:23:38.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual sports day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R_3td1ioOJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AK58qhPyiUU/s1600-h/chuCKz..094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R_3zm1ioOPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Fk_VwQfjqwQ/s320/chuCKz..105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187570194333579506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R_3teFioOKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/s7KohGzucZw/s1600-h/chuCKz..095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R_3teFioOKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/s7KohGzucZw/s320/chuCKz..095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187563446939957410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R_3teVioOLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iZlDGYhZfKc/s1600-h/chuCKz..096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R_3teVioOLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/iZlDGYhZfKc/s320/chuCKz..096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187563451234924722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annual sports day at Bishan stadium today. Going there only to witness Pegasus being humiliated again, 159 points difference from the winning Phoenix?! OMG. Nevertheless, I had a lot of fun taking picture with others and cheering until I lost my voice. Like what Mr Shoo said: it's not about winning, it's about identity. At least we participated and gave out our fullest (as supporters). Anyway we're the most well behaved house to be dismissed the first, yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun went on! It's Ms Balan's birthday and we celebrated it in the stadium right after the events were over. Sang the birthday song many times while waiting for Cardus to arrive with the cake. Yay, she has replaced JY Ahgao as 4D's favourite teacher! It's a pity that Ms Balan could only had one slice because she ought to leave. But 4D and some other class people managed to finish it up! The chocolate marshmallow ice cream cake was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to J8 with Weizi, Fiona and Katrina to had lunch. Apparently Gengtao, Jocelyn, Jingting and Priscilla were there too. Ate at the food junction which was flooded with sea of hungry Mayflowerians, it did feel like eating at the school canteen! Ate pepper lunch and took many pictures at the toilet. Then I went home while the rest watched movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, enough blogging. I gotta do art and many other homeworks! Chiong!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-2835135993939397451?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2835135993939397451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=2835135993939397451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2835135993939397451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/2835135993939397451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/annual-sports-day.html' title='Annual sports day'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R_3td1ioOJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/AK58qhPyiUU/s72-c/chuCKz..094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-8561828265605914987</id><published>2008-04-04T18:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:36:34.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diapoles of a soft magnetic material</title><content type='html'>I'm like diapoles of a soft magnet.&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled, random and confused. Easily engaged with something, but not for long. When the magnet attracts, I quickly become infatuated. Only for that period of time my diapoles are aligned. However I can't be independent, once the magnet leaves me I'm back to my old pathetic self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change, but I'm not sure if electromagnet is the way. I want to have the super power of magnetic saturation. Will it be impermanent for a loser like me or will I be able to live happily ever after?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bursting into laughter while re-reading my morning reflection)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-8561828265605914987?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8561828265605914987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=8561828265605914987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8561828265605914987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8561828265605914987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/diapoles-of-soft-magnetic-material.html' title='Diapoles of a soft magnetic material'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7052453827000288995</id><published>2008-04-03T05:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:51:59.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrificial lamb</title><content type='html'>Don't know why in the hell's name I was chosen to be POA AL (&lt;strike&gt;ahlian&lt;/strike&gt; academic leader). That's really the last thing I want in my life man, like I never have any interest to learn further POA and starting from sec 4 I have been giving Daisy attitude. You know, sooner or later I will not be able to tolerate this anymore- the class' noise, the mighty microphone and the super lethargic/sleepy/tired feeling. POA is really turning me off. You can always find me emo-ing or having a mood swing after the lesson. I'm only working hard towards it when it comes to test, yea, because of the invincible pressure to score. Call me an egoist, I'm one. Still, I'll give all the gummy bears in the world to exchange this title with someone else. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I lying to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm grateful for now is yea, Phy. Only that I still need to polish myself to perfection. But to think of it, am I only saying things because until now I have never taken a serious action? Okay this is making me feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the beginning, why am I fussing about this Ahlian stuffs, well, it does not really concern me anyway, the badge itself is fugly but somehow, it's related to my future, which I have not thought seriously about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to cheer up already. I've finished art prepwork, the only thing left is adding details to the final draft and I decided to bring my sketchbook home today without any idea that it would be... raining heavily. Carrying heavy bag on my left shoulder, sketchbook tightly held (it's more important than my life somehow) and wind-struck umbrella in the middle of the downpour made a short walk from school to bus stop so thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT to Toa Payoh and decided stay in Popular until the rain stopped, unfortunately after hours and hours of exploring the store it was still raining so I took the bus home. And the most annoying thing was the rain stopped 5 minutes after I entered my room. Wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading The Northern Lights (famously known as Golden Compass) now, still at the beginning of the book and it sucks. I do think that Narnia is better somehow :) Well but I'm still curious about the book because I did not watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still heavily influenced with Kafka on the Shore after effects. Determined to be the toughest 15 years old in the world! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7052453827000288995?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7052453827000288995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7052453827000288995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7052453827000288995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7052453827000288995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/04/sacrificial-lamb.html' title='Sacrificial lamb'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7077078625603591822</id><published>2008-03-31T04:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T04:32:20.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservation of energy :D</title><content type='html'>Today rocks so much! It's the start of the Math and Science week and during today's assembly there are three science experiments which are "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt;" um, I don't think so cos I know the tricks already :) I shall not rant about how I love science so much anyway today's assembly simply made me super high especially when Mr Yeo called our Mayflower Ironman "Mr Lee Joenyennn!!!" (so the 4diligents screamed) to weigh the 7kg weight. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry teacher has changed!! OMG I'm going to miss Mdm Parimala so much, she's such a good teacher and I need to bear with the unbearable Mr Heng KC (zhu ba jie). And Daisy couldn't stop screaming today, she's getting worse day by day. Amath did not help much either and I felt super tired and dizzy at the end of the day. Still got English remedial some more. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing is... I'm a stone away from finishing my prep work okay? Whoohoo!! Only need some details to be added and the big black heavy sketchbook is now kept in the art room so I don't need to bring it home anymore :D Me and Chloe had so much fun today, highlighting that Icky always ends his sentence with "hor," Okay, he's upset like usual and tried to avoid saying that until suddenly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your lines must be vertical, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOR&lt;/span&gt;,"&lt;br /&gt;And if Mr Lee JY is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ironman&lt;/span&gt;, hence he's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cottonman&lt;/span&gt;. (he said it himself)&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My canvas is arriving next week. It's damn expensive that I'll kill myself if I get a C5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7077078625603591822?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7077078625603591822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7077078625603591822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7077078625603591822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7077078625603591822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/03/conservation-of-energy-d.html' title='Conservation of energy :D'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-535639783482433184</id><published>2008-03-28T20:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:19:06.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R-20Wp8HtEI/AAAAAAAAANs/-aCDH-Bokrw/s1600-h/chuCKz..085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R-20Wp8HtEI/AAAAAAAAANs/-aCDH-Bokrw/s320/chuCKz..085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182997047481447490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think that my table looks like &lt;b&gt;tropical monsoon forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Can you see the ultra &lt;b&gt;dense&lt;/b&gt; undergrowth?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's just like a rubbish dump! Well, all my sec3 works are in the cardboards, untouched. But sometimes I need to dig down there because it houses a lot of (one day) useful things :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's stop talking about geography.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what is meant by &lt;i&gt;economic development.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cube I bought a week ago is now pieces of jigsaw puzzle (read: broken)! Damn that lousy made in China product. I should have followed the rest, buying the cube from Toys R Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icky extended the deadline for 2 days. So I shall take it as an amnesty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-535639783482433184?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/535639783482433184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=535639783482433184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/535639783482433184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/535639783482433184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/03/geography.html' title='Geography!'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Qm6NQ021Jo/R-20Wp8HtEI/AAAAAAAAANs/-aCDH-Bokrw/s72-c/chuCKz..085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-8351443804185661304</id><published>2008-03-27T05:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T05:44:41.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance floor anthem (random)</title><content type='html'>Whoa, what a day! Today was indeed a long day (by the way I've finished reading Kafka on the Shore). The lessons went like usual... Writing compo for English and Quack was absent today so there was one free period and after that we proceeded to the lab for Physics- it made my day! ;) I love to see Ms Mok's annoyed face when we're playing the Rubik's cube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schol ended and we stayed back for geography remedial, supposed to do an open book test on development but the invigilator was no help at all as she spent more of her time helping the 4J rather than us :( In the end none of us managed to finish it so it became a homework which we need to pass up tomorrow. That's the last thing I need since I've already had tons of them! The unfinished English compo, last year's Emath mid year paper, Amath exercise 16.1, malay homework, not forgetting that bast&lt;strong&gt;arrrttt&lt;/strong&gt;. Yep, the prep was supposed to be finished TOMORROW, in other word I must pull an all nighter tonight, but what can I do? I have no idea where my research papers are (going to look for them soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After geography I did homework at the canteen with Gengtao and Jingting while waiting for the thunderous rain to stop. Some time before we're heading home Fiona, Jocelyn and Priscilla joined us. Went home by Fiona's car- his father who went the extra mile drove me and Jocelyn ;D thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remedial schedule changed this term and that means I no longer have that no-need-to-stayback-Thursdays anymore, crap! There's English remedial on Monday and I need to go for art afterwards which will exhaust me so much that I have no energy left for band. Tuesday's Malay remedial clashes (WTHHH!!) with Science. Wednesday is POA/Emath, like usual and humanities mass lecture changed to Thursday. Friday is the usual "art remedial" and sectionals, if I feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this week some of the remedials are cancelled due to confusement and schedule that has not been issued to the students yet. Looking forward for tomorrow, it can be a good day if I managed to finish my works (my heavy load has been lifted!) and I'm going to watch musical with Jessica too! :D Republic poly, here I come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-8351443804185661304?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8351443804185661304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=8351443804185661304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8351443804185661304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8351443804185661304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/03/dance-floor-anthem-random.html' title='Dance floor anthem (random)'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5925896165298690352</id><published>2008-03-24T07:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T07:43:39.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As usual...</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I am changing blogskins as if I'm changing my socks. Um, is this one nice? LOL. Shouldn't ask because I know not many people is reading my blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's first period is supposedly Chemistry with the lucky (&lt;i&gt;unlucky&lt;/i&gt;, since he's got to teach my class) old man Heng but he's not around and instead, Mdm Parimala is in school. However we only found her 10 minutes to the 2nd period and it's impossible for her to go up to the class so yea, it's another free period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming next are POA, Malay, Amath, boring... CME was quite fun as we finished the lame movie we watched last week and continued with the hilarious Q&amp;A session. Went for art, didn't do much thing but at least I had something in mind of what to draw for the final work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am doing Amath homework, damn that Quack for giving soooo many assignments although partially is my fault because I didn't attend her lesson last holiday- hey but it can't be helped what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why am I blogging about this boring day. Or changing blogskin at a very wrooong time, yes. I need to concentrate!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5925896165298690352?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5925896165298690352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5925896165298690352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5925896165298690352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5925896165298690352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-usual.html' title='As usual...'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-5905475007951127538</id><published>2008-03-23T07:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T07:24:30.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight zone</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is going to be the usual Murderous Monday, yep, lessons (all not nice one), band and #$%^&amp;-ing art in a row. Oh, what a great way to start a week or in my case, the term since practically last week the sec4s did absolutely NOTHING except pretending to listen (well, did I bother to?) to old men/ladies preaching about how to get a job and correcting your study behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the transition from a completely two weeks of slacking to 8 weeks of studying, painting, mid year too is waaayyy to extreme okay? I'm not ready for it, yeah, I'm still enjoying the very last minutes and seconds of happiness I'm left with. I only managed to do 2 black and white not-according-to-Icky's-standard drawings tonight, considering how much free time I had this week and it was completely wasted. Well, I don't have the &lt;i&gt;passion&lt;/i&gt; to do art anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've re-watched Nodame for the 876543456-th time and yet I'm still crazy about it. I've solved the Rubik's cube too :) thanks to Master Kejun and Lester! Muahahha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are my only achievements. So stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Happy Easter to everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I should let my bad habits die and reborn to a new good person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-5905475007951127538?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5905475007951127538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=5905475007951127538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5905475007951127538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/5905475007951127538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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oh-so-over already) but nevermind it :) anyway these three upcoming days are going to be career seminar days so I have no work to do, yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-8872323441646003921?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8872323441646003921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=8872323441646003921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8872323441646003921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/8872323441646003921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/03/friendtest.html' title='Friendtest'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-3372563958281510129</id><published>2008-03-17T03:22:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T03:54:51.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The traveller!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ta_travelmap" style="width:430px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tripadvisor.com/CommunityMapImage?id=18381015&amp;type=TRIPADVISOR&amp;size=LARGE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol id="ta_favoritelist"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g293919-Pattaya-Vacations.html"&gt;Pattaya, Thailand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g294217-Hong_Kong-Vacations.html"&gt;Hong Kong, China&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g664891-Macau_Peninsula_Macau-Vacations.html"&gt;Macau Peninsula, China&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g294265-Singapore-Vacations.html"&gt;Singapore, Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g298566-Osaka_Kinki-Vacations.html"&gt;Osaka, Japan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g303149-Miyajima_Chugoku-Vacations.html"&gt;Miyajima, Japan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g298138-Tottori_Chugoku-Vacations.html"&gt;Tottori, Japan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297704-Bandung_Java-Vacations.html"&gt;Bandung, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297694-Denpasar_Bali-Vacations.html"&gt;Denpasar, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297697-Kuta_Bali-Vacations.html"&gt;Kuta, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g608487-Legian_Bali-Vacations.html"&gt;Legian, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297698-Nusa_Dua_Bali-Vacations.html"&gt;Nusa Dua, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297700-Sanur_Bali-Vacations.html"&gt;Sanur, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g469404-Seminyak_Bali-Vacations.html"&gt;Seminyak, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297715-Surabaya_Java-Vacations.html"&gt;Surabaya, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g294230-Yogyakarta_Java-Vacations.html"&gt;Yogyakarta, Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g298309-Kuching_Sarawak-Vacations.html"&gt;Kuching, Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g187871-Verona_Veneto-Vacations.html"&gt;Verona, Italy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g198541-Titisee_Neustadt_Baden_Wurttemberg-Vacations.html"&gt;Titisee-Neustadt, Germany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul id="ta_links"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create your own &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/MemberProfile-cpt" style="font-size:10px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color:#3860B0; text-decoration:none;"&gt;travel map&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.travelpod.com/" style="font-size:10px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color:#3860B0; text-decoration:none;"&gt;travel blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/"&gt;Visit TripAdvisor.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.tripadvisor.com/MapEmbed?mid=18381015&amp;nop=true&amp;frm=fb"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I don't know that I'm that well travelled.&lt;br /&gt;Next holiday destination: BALI♥ for the 853473928463-th times. But only after the O levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-3372563958281510129?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3372563958281510129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=3372563958281510129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3372563958281510129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/3372563958281510129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/03/traveller.html' title='The traveller!'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051814289101606788.post-7526085259986115232</id><published>2008-03-16T06:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:03:16.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It ends tonight</title><content type='html'>In 2 hours and few minutes, March holiday will officially be over. So what have I done in this term break? Well, let's do a little bit of reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night I watched Siling performing at NJC concert with Jessica and her sister. Siling's father drove us home since I was too scared to take the bus alone. Although it was not really late, about 9pm but the bus to my house traveled along Whitley road and I was scared of the possibility of Mas Selamat boarding the bus. Okay, that's stupid. -__"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not do anything meaningful on Saturday and Sunday. Did I go to church? I cannot recall. The only thing I remember is that I bathe once a day on those slacking days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was band practice. On Tuesday there was Physics, band and art. I was sick, gloomy and losing appetite on Wednesday, thanks to the bad weather that made it impossible to go out for some fresh air, so I could only stay in my room. Thursday was remedials again and after school I went to do math homework at the library with Chiza. Skipped Amath remedial on Friday as I thought I cannot miss the exchange with Huayi for sure, but I regretted that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with sis on Saturday, and today I'm struggling with art. Two more pages until I can start painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: This holiday is a failure. The unfriendly weather, the extra lessons and the pressure made me unable to relax. It's totally indifferent with normal school days, except for Wednesday because there's no remedial but it won't make any difference, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3051814289101606788-7526085259986115232?l=argon-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7526085259986115232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3051814289101606788&amp;postID=7526085259986115232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7526085259986115232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3051814289101606788/posts/default/7526085259986115232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://argon-d.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-ends-tonight.html' title='It ends tonight'/><author><name>chuckz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/9282/tangyunpe2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
