<?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-8443098542808519381</id><updated>2011-08-01T12:08:54.188-07:00</updated><category term='rainbow'/><category term='quiz'/><title type='text'>bits 'n' pieces</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-2704122182602941250</id><published>2009-10-26T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:43:34.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rather bad results this year(again..) srsly must mug harder arh............ &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shall read more and study more instead of playing bejewelled, sleeping, watching drama, sleeping...... must work harder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;facebook sucks now. i cant even find the thing to press to comment on stuff.. -.- but actually, all i ever use it for is to play bejewelled..which i suck at. so shall abandon facebook other than for viewing class photos :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just researched on the wed and i think i actually have 'narcolepsy' or hypersomnia or some sleeping disorder. that wld definitely explain why i'm always sleepy XP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you are suffering from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hypersomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, then you feel sleepy all the time. It can happen that you want to sleep most of the times during the day and then at night too. Unlike insomnia, where a person cannot sleep at all, this is a sleep disorder where a person wants to sleeps all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Narcolepsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is a chronic sleep disorder, or dyssomnia. The condition is characterized by excessive daytime sleepiness (EDS) in which a person experiences extreme fatigue and possibly falls asleep at inappropriate times, such as while at work or at school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The main characteristic of narcolepsy is excessive daytime sleepiness (EDS), even after adequate night time sleep. A person with narcolepsy is likely to become drowsy or fall asleep, often at inappropriate times and places. Daytime naps may occur with little warning and may be physically irresistible. These naps can occur several times a day. They are typically refreshing, but only for a few hours. Drowsiness may persist for prolonged periods of time. In addition, night time sleep may be fragmented with frequent awakenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha, but i think i'm just making excuses for myself XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And there are actually people who FEAR sleep. o.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hypnophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somniphobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is an abnormal fear of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shall end here and do other things which are more productive :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-2704122182602941250?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2704122182602941250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=2704122182602941250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2704122182602941250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2704122182602941250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/10/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-6211921954655478779</id><published>2009-10-13T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:07:45.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yay! the eoys over! well i still have art, but that can hardly count as a subject to worry about, since i'm going to drop it next year :) had enough of it already! left tmr to finish my prep studies, but i only have 1 page done... XD but frankly speaking, it doesn't matter even if i fail it, since mum keeps saying: "不重要!" so whatever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;btw, borrowed this book from the nlb, quite an interesting book, but i have yet to complete it. the writing style is rather interesting and i was extremely amused(yar, AMUSED) at the first paragraph in the first chap. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: TEEN, INC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Author: Stefan Petrucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First para:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ever wonder what'd happen if everyone just stopped believing in money? After all, it's only worth something because people think it is. It's not food, which people need, or gold, which people like. It's just paper. Heck, for the most part it isn't even paper, it's just a record on some computer bank. Can't get more nothing than that. The whole world's economy runs on a shared illusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;interesting isn't it :D from now on, shall read more books whenever i'm free instead of watching dramas or reading manga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;back to the eoys, it is definitely not going to be pretty, but hopefully the results are not too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kinda nothing to write about anymore, since the past few weeks have been nothing but studying..OH! recently rachel and i wld go to the amk nlb to study everyday. the 2nd day we went, her sis, brenda, came along as well. HAHAHA. just thinking abt what happened makes me laugh. there was this uncle, with a very black face, quite plump and we were sharing the same table. he was sitting opp me and studying whatever he was studying. i put my head quite low when i was studying so that i wont be distracted. study study..then i heard the uncle's breathing become louder and louder..but i didn't think much about it. then rachel who was sitting opp me poked me on my leg. i twisted my head to look at her and she was like stiffling her laughter and she nudged her head in the direction of the uncle. i looked up and guess what, the uncle fell asleep already! no wonder the breathing so loud! i burst out laughing(sort of) and kind of choked as i tried to stop myself since its quite rude. i kept giggling and cldn't concentrate. whats even more power was that the man was still holding his book open, and he was also sitting rather straight. i tried to go back to studying and put my head down, trying to block out the noise. BUT the loud breathing soon turned to SNORING!!! was DAMN loud or maybe that's just because we are in the lib. apparently, even the ppl behind me were laughing. then after a while he suddenly woke up. i was rather relieved as i cld finally go back to studying. zen me zhi dao! he fell asleep again in like less then 2 min?!!! i tell you, i almost died laughing(or rather trying NOT to laugh srsly can get 内伤 one lor ). then at about 3 going to 4, the man asked us to help him to take care of his things while he go and eat his LUNCH. we ok-ed and he went. but by about 5?, he still haven't come back. I was like he is eat 午餐 or 晚餐 one...but he came back eventually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shall stop here. since i'm guessing that no one's gonna read so... haha.no one except me :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jamie :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-6211921954655478779?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6211921954655478779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=6211921954655478779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/6211921954655478779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/6211921954655478779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-eoys-over-well-i-still-have-art-but.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-8770049641907715841</id><published>2009-09-01T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T06:39:51.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's get this over and done with</title><content type='html'>From now on, i shall strive to be a better person. &lt;br /&gt;Things to change:&lt;br /&gt;- sleep less&lt;br /&gt;- eat less&lt;br /&gt;- do not procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;- study more&lt;br /&gt;- exercise more&lt;br /&gt;- waste less time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these things which i need to change are just the tip of the iceberg. With the exams coming, I think I am finally realising the importance of studying. I have also realised that by living the way I have always been living by, I am just going to ruin my future. Not wanting to dash my dreams of retiring early and leading a happy life, I have decided to study really hard. Even though I do not have any 'dream jobs' in mind currently, I will do my best to excel in my studies so that I'd not regret in the future. Typing this entry may seem like a waste of time, but I'm hoping that it would serve as a reminder to study instead of wasting time using the computer to do things which are not beneficial. Hopefully I'd have the determination to last till at least after the end of exams. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I heard this interesting saying from my friend:&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinaters unite tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;I think its quite funny actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been quite comfortable recently. It has been raining in the mornings and early afternoons for quite a number of days now. I always wake up shivering under my blanket. I'm not entirely sure, but isn't the weather around this time of the year usually quite warm? Usually the weather around July is quite hot, but its so rainy nowadays. I wonder what the weather would be like near December. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here for today. I shall go and take a shower and study for the upcoming chemistry test! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jamie :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-8770049641907715841?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8770049641907715841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=8770049641907715841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8770049641907715841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8770049641907715841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-get-this-over-and-done-with.html' title='let&apos;s get this over and done with'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-4966715952649936109</id><published>2009-07-16T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:16:38.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;just venting some frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&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/8443098542808519381-4966715952649936109?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4966715952649936109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=4966715952649936109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4966715952649936109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4966715952649936109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-3574121394710939451</id><published>2009-06-19T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:28:02.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally back from camp! :D its really great to finally be able to shower properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nothing interesting to talk abt actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mon night&lt;/span&gt;, slept in the damn squeezy ridge tent in the hot weather with 15 or so other sec 3s. SLEEPLESS NIGHT..and i kept kicking dew and wanqi. so sorry! &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;tue night&lt;/span&gt;, it started to rain while we were laying the newspapers and groundsheet. in the end,m, everyone went to sleep at the MPR1 ! probably the first time in the entire history of sngg. damn happy. got aircon, but halfway thru the night, it got too cold. i was like shivering in my sleeping bag even though i was wearing track pants and jacket. was damn tempted to go and sleep at the cybercafe, but was too lazy to move and worried later no one sleeping there. quite a satisfied night of sleep XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;wed night&lt;/span&gt;, was disappointed to have to sleep in the ridge ent again, but cos some ppl went home to sleep, the tent was more spacious. plus was damn tired, so slept like through the night and only woke up in the morning. the weather was quite nice, sort of windy and cooling. then quite a number of us put our feet outside the tent (to save space), and it felt really comfortable even though it was on the grass. liang liang de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lols, i seem to only talk abt the sleeping part. XD but anw, ITS OVER!!!! yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;need to go and do hmwk now. if not sch reopen die arh. barely touched anything. somemore, next wk got job attachment.......... o.O sort of regret signing up. gtg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-3574121394710939451?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3574121394710939451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=3574121394710939451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3574121394710939451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3574121394710939451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-back-from-camp-d-its-really.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-7256064905517726648</id><published>2009-05-28T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T03:21:10.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/Sh5lT-UU5VI/AAAAAAAAACo/OG2sQ0sNIwA/s1600-h/IMG_1692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/Sh5lT-UU5VI/AAAAAAAAACo/OG2sQ0sNIwA/s400/IMG_1692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340817601928160594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;REJOICE!!-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(lols, the 'largest' isn't large enough!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-7256064905517726648?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7256064905517726648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=7256064905517726648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/7256064905517726648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/7256064905517726648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/05/rejoice-ing-lols-largest-isnt-large.html' title=''/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/Sh5lT-UU5VI/AAAAAAAAACo/OG2sQ0sNIwA/s72-c/IMG_1692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-3166412704949739346</id><published>2009-05-22T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:43:27.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSYY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUSYYY!!!! been a depressing week...and i am especially down cos usually i dun feel stress one...&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, next week is going to be even worse then i thought...&lt;br /&gt;take a look at the ADDITIONS to the alrdy depressing schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 may sat&lt;br /&gt;going to pasir ris for guides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 may mon&lt;br /&gt;geog graded part II due&lt;br /&gt;going art museum during art lesson :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 may tue&lt;br /&gt;eng compre&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA 5 items&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 may wed&lt;br /&gt;chinese spelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 may thu&lt;br /&gt;AM test - logs, surds, indices&lt;br /&gt;CHEM test - acids, bases, salts, ionic equations&lt;br /&gt;CL mock exam (until 4.30 pm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;i want to go watch night at the musuem II!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-3166412704949739346?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3166412704949739346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=3166412704949739346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3166412704949739346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3166412704949739346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/05/busyy.html' title='BUSYY!!!!'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-6690660733126619437</id><published>2009-05-18T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:58:29.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just before the term ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you know how they say "there's no rainbow without rain?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's how my life is right now. just that it isn't rain, its a STORM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, this two weeks is going to be torturous! and of course my rainbow is HOLIDAYS!! (but i'll still be busy..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, take a look at my busy schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19 may tue&lt;br /&gt;geog graded part I due&lt;br /&gt;guides committee meeting aft sch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 may fri&lt;br /&gt;SS test on the friggin chap 3...(so long sia!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 may mon&lt;br /&gt;geog graded part II due&lt;br /&gt;going art museum during art lesson :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 may wed&lt;br /&gt;chinese spelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 may thu&lt;br /&gt;AM test - logs, surds, indices&lt;br /&gt;CHEM test - acids, bases, salts, ionic equations&lt;br /&gt;CL mock exam (until 6.30 pm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh..looking at 28 may makes me wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao larh. most other schools finish/finishing their mid-yrs, but we still mugging...&lt;br /&gt;:'(     (&gt;____&lt;)  damn sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;larh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, typing this is making me more sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, saw this quote on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; mobile, thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; share it :D&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Choose a job that you love and you will never have to work a day in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;cool right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, i think it is. so i shall work hard so that i would at least be able to choose my job in the future. after all, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of the world is very realistic one, the best will always get priorities. so shall work hard for my future!! (but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; concentrate on surviving the 2 weeks first) D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haixx&lt;/span&gt;..still need to go complete my geog graded. shall endeavor to not use the computer (unless necessary) from tmr onwards until 28 may night! wonder if that's actually possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go offline liaos..and concentrate on more important things &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ciaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-6690660733126619437?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6690660733126619437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=6690660733126619437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/6690660733126619437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/6690660733126619437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-before-term-ends.html' title='just before the term ends.'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-2416360865279319080</id><published>2009-05-09T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:30:29.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEC 3 CAMP!</title><content type='html'>Camp from 6-8 may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT before wed.&lt;br /&gt;last minute packing things..i'm like becoming less and less enthusiastic about camp. like for p5 camp, started gathering my things about a week before the camp. then p6 camp, like 4 days before, then guides camp 3 days before, and now sec3 camp, the NIGHT before. haha. but anyway, packed until midnight, BIG mistake. shld have started packing earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WED.&lt;br /&gt;set off for school, was raining. reached school, and marvelled at how huge many ppl's bags were. took temperature, blahblah, then met our instructors. my class' instructors were Yu Fang and Krystle. :D then went and boarded the bus. we were like quite dead, some ppl slept, then some(me) played games and stuff. when we 'left civilisation' the road was like very similar to the road we took for the p5 camp (sarimbun camp). damn bumpy. turns out the place is actually the same! like, the moe camp was opposite the sarimbun camp. XD brings back fond memories. went into the moe campsite and gathered in the pint-sized hall and took our temp. i got 2 mosquito bites within the first 5 mins there. like weird places too, ankle and elbow. it was still morning, but then i started yawning :P . went to see our huts. it was like metal &lt;i&gt;kelongs &lt;/i&gt;(huts) i was in hut 9, i tell you, we got the BEST seaview ever lorhs,  (but i only knew like in the evening lar). one bad thing is the design of the huts. the walls are like windows? like our things can just fall out and down to the ground. then gathered as a class and made cheers. came up with the sexy, cutecute and prettty one. quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got out our plates and stuff and headed to the canteen(for lunch). it was like NOT CLEAN. anw, we waited and waited, got our food, waited waited, grace then we sang/shouted the hungry cheer. can rmb what the food was but was quite ok, like canteen food. after eating, went to wash our plates, walau eh, it was like the p5 camp like that. basins of soapy water then a basin of 'clean' water. so the procedure was soap, rinse, wash(at the sink). it was kinda gross for those behind. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went and played like bonding games and stuff. quite interesting, but cant rmb much abt them liaos. got the sit on the lap game also. like everyone in a circle. at abt 5 pm, we started begging the instructors to let us go and bathe. it was quite funny. we rushed to get our things and everyone was like chionging to the bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bathing, waited for dinner. then get food, say grace, hungry cheer, eat, wash,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-2416360865279319080?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2416360865279319080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=2416360865279319080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2416360865279319080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2416360865279319080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/05/sec-3-camp.html' title='SEC 3 CAMP!'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-5702286268665120994</id><published>2009-04-28T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:00:30.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm gonna die for maths and physics larhs.....&lt;br /&gt;both tests on thursday, and both on topics i suck at. :'(&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this week to be over...i cant take it anymore!! ok, not so serious lar.&lt;br /&gt;but i really am dreading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tmr got chinese test also. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, we changed seat. again.&lt;br /&gt;so far, the ppl i have sat/sitting with:&lt;br /&gt;-xiumin&lt;br /&gt;-verbena&lt;br /&gt;-hongyee&lt;br /&gt;-lijuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most annoying person i sat with is obviously verbena. her voice is nearly UNBEARABLE and the thing is she nv stops talking! (in her that HIGH-pitched voice) now she's one seat away, and starting to annoy me again. haha. i guess the only plus point is her hole puncher(which i borrow without permission) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, shall stop wasting precious time blogging and go practice maths. will study physics tmr. yay, fri is a holiday! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jamie :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-5702286268665120994?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5702286268665120994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=5702286268665120994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5702286268665120994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5702286268665120994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/04/xp.html' title='XP'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-4248326782040560545</id><published>2009-04-26T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T04:48:20.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:[</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sighhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;cant seem to be able to find motivation to do anything productive... like, i'd wasted away ytd..and i'm doing the same today..&lt;br /&gt;so obviously, i hadnt done any of the FEW things i planned..somemore chi proj is grp work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i feel really mean!! &gt;.&gt;ermm, its kind of hard to express this feeling, but i guess it is a mixture of dislike and jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;VERY OFTEN, i have this strong feeling of wanting to slap her and shout 'bitch' in her face. haha, of cos i dun do that lars. but then i still feel the guilt. i'm prob more mean then every1 else..doublefaced. and i still dare to say that i dislike ppl who are two-faced. shame on me. its not like she's my enermy or anything, in fact she's a rather good friend, but i think our personalties are just too different. i really do think she is too bitchy, act cool, 'look down on others'.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i dun really want our friendship to end, so i never tell that to her face. i believe that that's not how true friends shld act, but i dont know what to do. its not like she will change easily or anything. i guess i should just let things take its own course. think less about it. maybe things might get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, ppl who are curious, pls dun ask who she is. it wld just make things awkward. GUILT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i'm just mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-4248326782040560545?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4248326782040560545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=4248326782040560545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4248326782040560545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4248326782040560545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_26.html' title=':['/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-8934994021972825633</id><published>2009-04-24T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:09:04.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Good news: today is friday, meaning tmr is saturday = no school&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: need to go back for cca...5 hrs leh...i'm shortchanged??or 'longchanged?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haixx..nv post for a long time and now its something depressing...haha, at least its depressing for me ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests this week:&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;- DIE ARH!!&lt;br /&gt;- failed graded assignment alrdy, if this one also fail then this term combined humans die lars..&lt;br /&gt;- i didn't even now what the qn was asking for&lt;br /&gt;- and stupid picture source is so unclear..&lt;br /&gt;- :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY&lt;br /&gt;- cries...&lt;br /&gt;- very very very worried (abt the results)&lt;br /&gt;- *bangs head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! i'm am going crazy..i'm like writing my blog in POINT FORM!!&lt;br /&gt;xiao...i still in my taking notes/studying mode arh..kind of pathetic ehhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr still got guides test, what tentage? test. i havent study yet...arggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;- chi project&lt;br /&gt;- study PHYSICS&lt;br /&gt;- practice EMATHS&lt;br /&gt;- study ENGLISH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i alrdy think that i am rather stress-free. like not alot of hmwk/things to do&lt;br /&gt;listing them out makes it seem like even lesser! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet again, i do not understand why like everyone else is so uptight+stressed+STRESSED?&lt;br /&gt;like if you ask me whats my stress level, i wld say maybe 4/10? or less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather happy, i realised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-8934994021972825633?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8934994021972825633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=8934994021972825633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8934994021972825633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8934994021972825633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':]'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-7722739785452240437</id><published>2009-03-25T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:44:05.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbow'/><title type='text'>double rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/ScoX1ARhRrI/AAAAAAAAACg/GK7pe-Lpm-c/s1600-h/IMG_1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/ScoX1ARhRrI/AAAAAAAAACg/GK7pe-Lpm-c/s320/IMG_1299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317088509438281394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;WWW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love looking at rainbows and beautiful sceneries!   Cos they make me happy.. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will immediately brighten up when i look at any beautiful art pieces of mother earth! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-7722739785452240437?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7722739785452240437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=7722739785452240437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/7722739785452240437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/7722739785452240437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/03/double-rainbow.html' title='double rainbow'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/ScoX1ARhRrI/AAAAAAAAACg/GK7pe-Lpm-c/s72-c/IMG_1299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-5027457151399458169</id><published>2009-03-13T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:27:06.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of sch! for term1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had two tests today, Amath and chem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am so going to do VERY badly for Amath, but chem was ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;couldnt find my phone just now, thought i lost it. turns out it was hidden in my wardrobe..haha\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:]happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-5027457151399458169?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5027457151399458169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=5027457151399458169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5027457151399458169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5027457151399458169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day-of-sch-for-term1.html' title='last day of sch! for term1'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-5126397833545760850</id><published>2009-03-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:35:52.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>erm??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i signed in to complain about my dry eyes, and realised that blogger has changed?! hmm??? or is it that my com is spoilt o.O?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whatever lar, but i prefer the last time one :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, back to the issue, my eyes WERE very dry like 5 secs ago. now its ok le... -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to finish the 阅读集成 by tonight!! if not i wont have enough time to practice math and study chem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and a major problem is that i cant concentrate on chinese!! its so boring and difficult to phrase the words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohoh, my mother and brother are arguing about the harm of the computer game the undergraduate got addictedand ruined his future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my brother says that it is not the fault of the game(i agree with him) and my mum insists that it is the game's fault. wth lor. i really dun understand my mum. want to discuss this type of things with us, then will NOT accept our opinions one..everytime also like that, causing our relationship to be strained. then when we avoid discussing current issues with her, she will like 'feel left out'..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haixx..dun noe lar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall care more about my current problems first:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 阅读集成&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- A.Math Test&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Chemistry Test&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, ciaos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-5126397833545760850?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5126397833545760850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=5126397833545760850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5126397833545760850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5126397833545760850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/03/erm.html' title='erm??'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-9025688746025215007</id><published>2009-03-06T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:22:01.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz -- 100 TRUTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, doing quiz AGAIN! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;001. Real name → Jamie Heng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;002. Nickname(s)→ erm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;003. Zodiac sign → Gemini II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;004. Male or female → Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;005. Elementary School → Hougang Pri :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;006. Middle School → (sec sch right?) St nicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;007. High School → (jc?)nil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;008. Hair color → black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;009. Long or short → long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;010. Loud or Quiet →  depends on situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;011. Sweats or Jeans → T-SHIRTS! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;012. Phone or Camera → camera phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;013. Health freak → not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? → drink milk? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? → nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;016. Eat or Drink → Eat AND Drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;017. Piercings → Ears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;018. Tattoos → nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;019. First piercing → dun rmb when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;020. First crush → lost contact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;021. First pet → mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;022. First big birthday → 1994!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;023. Eating →  jelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;024. Drinking → nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;025. I'm about to → surf the web!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;026. Listening to → Rocky Mountain high(john denver) +  neighbour's vacuuming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;027. Plans for today → SLACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;028. Waiting for → dinner :)  (time now: 4 pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;029. Want kids? → i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;030. Want to get married? → yar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;031. Careers in mind → designer/ scientist/ engineer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;032. Lips or eyes →  eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;033. Shorter or taller? → taller!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;034. Romantic or spontaneous → huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;035. Nice stomach or nice arms → both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;036. Sensitive or loud → ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;037. Hook-up or relationship → relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;038. Trouble maker or hesitant → ...in between?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;039. Lost glasses/contacts → broke my glasses before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;040. Ran away from home → no way! not from my bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;041. Held a gun/knife for self defense →  knife yes, self-defense no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;042. Killed somebody → yeah, like ants, and  TINY things i see crawling along.oh, and i  ACCIDENTALLY crushed a snail before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;042. Broken someone's heart → that of the wife/husband of the snail i crushed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;043. Cried when someone died → Movie: i not stupid too; grave of the fireflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;044. Yourself → (hesitant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;045. Miracles → not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;046. Love at first sight → nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;047. Heaven → No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;048. Santa Claus → Never did, never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;049. Sex on the first date → NO WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;050. Kiss on the first date → NOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;051. Is there one person you want to be with right now → no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;052. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life → nope, i'm not un-seriously happy with my life either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;053. Do you believe in God → no offense, but no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;054. Post as 100 truths and tag 20 people →the title of the quiz is a LIE! its not 100 truths, just 53.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-9025688746025215007?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/9025688746025215007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=9025688746025215007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/9025688746025215007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/9025688746025215007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiz-100-truths.html' title='Quiz -- 100 TRUTHS'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-4809412226223832862</id><published>2009-02-28T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:37:24.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>song QUIZ</title><content type='html'>1. Put your music player 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. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours [jason mraz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;piazza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;hot 'n' cold [katy perry](wow, good answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to me [SHE](huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful [jason mraz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Details in the fabric (jason mraz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;annie's song [john denver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;If it kills me [jason mraz](If hmwk kills me..why so many of his songs one..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Love fools [olivia]  (four!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;i really want you [plain white ts] (haha, the answer would be great for the next qn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;half alive [secondhand serenade](HAHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;goodbye[secondhand serenade](o.O does that mean my life will be full of seperations?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;It's still rock and roll to me [billy joel] (hmm..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;self-inflicted[katy perry](wow, my love life is gonna be tough, first he's half dead, now this..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Back home again[john denver](haha, i'm always at  home one lor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Let me [rihanna](how to dance to that in a wedding dress?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;sorry, blame it on me[akon](lol, who caused my death?) {just for fun: the person before me got: 假如你还在这里, damn funnyXD}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;meet me in california[plain white ts]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;How far[martina macbride]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday[leona lewis](cool!  yesterday was the worst day, tmr will be better!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;belly dancer[akon] (no sense here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;save the last dance for me[micheal buble](no sense here either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;等一分钟 （lol, waiting makes me happy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Make it Mine [jason mraz](NO SENSE...-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;First of may[olivia]( wow, so exact har, still got date one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;suppose [secondahnd serenade](suppose what? suppose i got zero for tests?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;fall for you[secondhand serenade](huh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;SOS [rihanna] ('.'?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;my valentine[martina mcbride](my love life really not good huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kissed a girl[katy perry] (i beg to differXD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA, this game is amazing when you get answers that are interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-4809412226223832862?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4809412226223832862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=4809412226223832862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4809412226223832862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4809412226223832862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-quiz.html' title='song QUIZ'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-700777941686551800</id><published>2009-02-28T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:07:41.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Wahaha another quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;USE ONLY ONE WORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not as easy as you might think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Copy and change the answers to suit you and pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's really hard to only use one word answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be sure to tag the person you received it from!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Your significant other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Your mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Your father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Your favorite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Your dream last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. Your favorite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Your dream/goal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. What room you are in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brother's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Your hobby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Your fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suffocation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. Where were you last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dreamland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. Something that you are not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. Muffins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. Wish list item?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;laptop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. Where you grew up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bedok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. Last thing you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20. What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21. Your TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22. Your pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;non-existent(one word right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23. Friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24. Your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;25. Your mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26. Missing some one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27. Car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28. Something you're not wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;29. Your favorite store?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;foodstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30. Your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20 min ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;34. Last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;35. Who will resend this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;36. One place that I go to over and over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;37. One person who texts me regularly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;38. My favorite place to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;39. My favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dumplings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;done! it was quite fun! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-700777941686551800?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/700777941686551800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=700777941686551800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/700777941686551800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/700777941686551800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/02/wahaha-another-quiz.html' title='Wahaha another quiz'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-753879000046320666</id><published>2009-02-28T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:58:43.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Yet ANOTHER random quiz :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?i dun think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?too long ago. cant rmb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?i dont dislike it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT???huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?NOPE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?maybe not. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?yes.(wont it hurt to remove it??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?NOOOOOO..(SCARED of heights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?frosties(corn flakes with tthe sugar powder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?nope(too lazy, i dun tie them when i wear either..XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?mac's vanilla cone!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?dunno?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(where's fourteen?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. RED OR PINK?depends.(if is light pink then fine, if is hot pink then red)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?pri sch friends??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?i wont force them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?black shorts and shoe-less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? secondhand serenade [a twist in my story]--Stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? light blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. FAVORITE SMELLS? FOOD! vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? daddy, 3 days ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? swimming, 100m sprint, ice-skating, GYMNASTICS(female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HAIR COLOR? black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. EYE COLOR? black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. FAVORITE FOOD? dumplings(水饺 not 粽子)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? happy endings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? the wedding game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.SUMMER OR WINTER? AUTUMN! (XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. HUGS OR KISSES? hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? ( i cant blog and read at the same time)Discovery channel magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? (baby pluto from disney/not the dwarf planet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT? 爱就宅一起 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. FAVORITE SOUND(S)? silence( but strangely i  both like and is scared of silence), soft music/ songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?neither?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHERE IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?china&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? art?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK? whoever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER? not yet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;done!  i really am very bored..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-753879000046320666?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/753879000046320666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=753879000046320666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/753879000046320666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/753879000046320666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-another-random-quiz.html' title='Yet ANOTHER random quiz :)'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-1731524072704766656</id><published>2009-02-28T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:31:41.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Another QUIZ! -- I screwed up ?% of my teenage school life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Gotten detention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Gotten caught chewing gum.(no chewing gum to chew with in the first place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Didn’t do homework over 5 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Turned at least 3 projects in late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.(haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total : 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Texted people during class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Passed notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Threw stuff across the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Laughed at the teacher. (secretly. of cos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total : 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Pulled down the Fire Alarm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Went on Myspace , Facebook , Xanga , etc. on the computer at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Took Pictures during school hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Called someone during School hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc... During class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total : 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Threw something at the teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Broke the dress code.(socks not considered right..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Failed a class test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Ate food during class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total : 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Gotten a call from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Didn’t take your stuff to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total : 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Faked your parents signature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Slept in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Cursed at a teacher to their face. (o.O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[X] Copied homework.(definitely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Total: 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MULTIPLY BY THREE : 12x 3 = 36%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tag 10 of your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-随便&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I screwed up 36% of my teenage school life!(not that bad actually right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Repost this &amp;amp; put the Title as "I screwed up __% of my teenage school life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-1731524072704766656?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/1731524072704766656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=1731524072704766656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/1731524072704766656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/1731524072704766656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-quiz-i-screwed-up-of-my-teenage.html' title='Another QUIZ! -- I screwed up ?% of my teenage school life!'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-3228827430326240404</id><published>2009-02-28T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T04:02:18.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ!! -Paranoid Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got this quiz off facebook somewhere.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you get more than 32 you're paranoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you get 22 to 31 you're normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you get 11 to 21 you're almost fearless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you get 10 or less you're fearless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People who don't have any are jerks who want people to think they are tough stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone fears something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] homosexual people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] being single forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] being myself in front of others not if i know them well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] open spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] closed spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] black cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] ants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] pickles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] moths bugs  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] flying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] flowers or other plants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] thunder/lightning(am i in the danger of being struck?, if not nope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] frogs/toads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] my boyfriend/girlfriend's or (ex) boyfriend/girlfriend's dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] my boyfriend/girlfriend's or (ex) boyfriend/girlfriend's mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] my girlfreinds/boyfriends older sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] mice/rats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] jumping from high places (suicide?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] cotton balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] cemeteries at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] clowns (CREEPY) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[XX ] large crowds(not exactly FEAR, but will become nervous..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] crossing bridges(rope bridge/bridges HIGH above ground-fear of heights)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] dying (tortured to death/suffocate/die of pain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] dying alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] being robbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] having great responsibility (cant stand the stress man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] doctors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] dentists &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] tornadoes(i wont want to come near it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] hurricanes(same as above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] diseases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] sharks(chompchomp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] friday the 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] being stuck where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] ghosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] trains or railroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] odd numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] even numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] being alone at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ XXX] being blind(cant do without my eyes..or my specs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ XXX] being deaf(silence is scary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] growing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] monsters under my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] creepy noises in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] bee stings(will i die?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] blood(if in HUGE amounts) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] someone you love or care about getting hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] someone you love or care hurting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ XX] losing a loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] spiders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] fat sumo wrestlers swimming in potato salad (ermm..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ x] falling down the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ XX] drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] ladders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] Dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ XX]falling fast(suicide? or just roller-coaster?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG--I got 33! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm paranoid. maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-ciaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-3228827430326240404?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3228827430326240404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=3228827430326240404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3228827430326240404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3228827430326240404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/02/quiz-paranoid-test.html' title='QUIZ!! -Paranoid Test'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-6756369405763950267</id><published>2009-02-15T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:49:02.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am extremely puzzled over something..WHY IS IT THAT EVERYBODY SEEMS TO BE SO BUSY??? They keep complaining about how much hmwk they have and stuff, when i am so relaxed and have very little things to do..!! so i am going to properly go through all my things and list down all my hmwk and tests..ANTICIPATE. Hopefully i wont discover that there is actually a whole lot of things to do (and i missed them out) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK:&lt;br /&gt;1) AM7 (due monday, forgot to bring txtbk home, so will rush on mon ^.^;)&lt;br /&gt;2) 2 drawings of hand in charcoal(due monday, will take bout 45 min)&lt;br /&gt;3) AMath Mock Test 5(due??)&lt;br /&gt;4) Physics Wkst6&lt;br /&gt;5) Chem Paper2, Qn: 4, 6, 8, 12, 13i, 13ii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEST(wk 7):&lt;br /&gt;1) Geog&lt;br /&gt;2) AMath&lt;br /&gt;3) Impromptu Speech!!! o.O (monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my hmwk really isnt alot what, so i really wonder how much hmwk the others have.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;Haha, or is it just that i am way too slack. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ciaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-6756369405763950267?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/6756369405763950267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=6756369405763950267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/6756369405763950267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/6756369405763950267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/02/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-2507592138984518811</id><published>2009-01-13T05:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:12:04.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm feeling rather horrible now..but at least no fever, no headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd night was like hell...ok, fine, i was exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with CNY approaching, there is naturally new year goodies to be found everywhere..SO, for someone like me, who has SORE THROAT and COUGH, (and obviously i'm not allowed to touch any of those stuff) there is only 2 words to describe my situation : 痛苦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is like total torture. every other minute, i will want to snack on something, but i cant. So i'm very very restless. I keep moving and walking around.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose is blocked too, so i cant smell anything, and i have to breathe through my mouth, which just makes my throat even more sore.. then when my throat is dry, i will cough, and when i cough, my throat become even more painful......VICIOUS CYCLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard hard that my sore throat recovers before CNY, if not when everybody is enjoying new year goodies, i'll be like some emo crying my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough.. (i suddenly rmb the umbridge from harry potter *ahem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAYING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall do my hmwk now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ciaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-2507592138984518811?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2507592138984518811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=2507592138984518811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2507592138984518811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2507592138984518811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-8335238775551211004</id><published>2008-12-29T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:08:36.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I'm bored, so i'm just gonna do the quiz taken from joni's blog. Was going to do the one on rach's, but i cant seem to be able to copy(and obviously i'm too lazy to type everything out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. What did you last eat?&lt;br /&gt;porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who do you really hate now?&lt;br /&gt;erm, the person who invented cigarettes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you do when you hate sb?&lt;br /&gt;i dun rly know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you had a step-sibling, just very young, would you treat him or her like how nope, i'll most prob just shun her. maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you come upon a shooting star what would your first wish be&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably be too amazed that i forget to make my wish. srly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think you are good at?&lt;br /&gt;interupting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the worst movie you have watched?&lt;br /&gt;no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Name a friend who you think should change his or her gender&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;9. Name a family member you think should keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is quite rude, but i'll say my mom. (sry :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the most romantic song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Plan to get married?&lt;br /&gt;yar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Suppose you are engaged, what would be the ideal song to play for your or your bride's entrance to the red carpet?&lt;br /&gt;its too early to even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. do you remember the best time of your life?&lt;br /&gt;i think it is probably the kayaking trip in p6. best camp ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are the features of your ideal partner?&lt;br /&gt;havent thought abt that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you had a chance to go anywhere in the world, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could play a character in a movie, what would you play?&lt;br /&gt;the person without any lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you had a stead, would you let your pals know?&lt;br /&gt;no idea. maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you had a chance to be an animal for a day what would you be?&lt;br /&gt;canary. cos it can fly and sing. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Suppose you had a chance to make sb disappear who would be the victim?&lt;br /&gt;no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you had a time machine, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;back to pri sch. p5/p6 wolud be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you want to b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;e g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ood at?]&lt;br /&gt;being able to draw very nicely and very quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm done, but i'm still bored. so i shall type out rach's quiz. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your family members has the worst emper?&lt;br /&gt;who else, me of cos.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;4. Is anyone mad at you?&lt;br /&gt;I think my mum is, for having not completed my hmwk..&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you usually mad?&lt;br /&gt;no. unhappy yes, but not mad&lt;br /&gt;6. When you're mad, do you prefer to stare angrily or yell?&lt;br /&gt;depends. usually i look away. (who knows what might happen if i glare or yell at my mum..)&lt;br /&gt;7. Has anyone ever thrown a surprise party for you?&lt;br /&gt;sadly, no.&lt;br /&gt;8. What event is coming up that you're most excited about?&lt;br /&gt;recently, nothing makes me excited. am i turning into a boring adult alrdy??&lt;br /&gt;9. If you won a million dollars, what would be your first thought?&lt;br /&gt;" I cant believe my luck!" and there are loads of stuff i wanna buy. :)&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could have anything right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;answers for my chinese hmwk..&lt;br /&gt;11. What's your main goal in life?&lt;br /&gt;To live a good and happy life. Retire rich enough to live the rest of my life comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you want to have children?&lt;br /&gt;i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;13. When do you want to die?&lt;br /&gt;not anytime soon, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you against gay marriage?&lt;br /&gt;not really. but if there are too many gays, then that's a different issue.&lt;br /&gt;15. Against lowering the drinking age?&lt;br /&gt;dun rly understand this Q, but alcoholism doesn't affect me in any way.&lt;br /&gt;16. Against Capital Punishment?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;17. Against abortion?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you love someone?&lt;br /&gt;definitely. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt; 19. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;nope &lt;br /&gt;20. How many beds did you lay in today?&lt;br /&gt;one &lt;br /&gt;21. What colour shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;black &lt;br /&gt;22. Name one thing that you do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt; 23. Is Tom on your Top friends list?&lt;br /&gt;Erm, who's tom? &lt;br /&gt;24. Look to your left. What's there?&lt;br /&gt;My room door. &lt;br /&gt;25. What's the last piece of clothing you put on?&lt;br /&gt;t-shirt &lt;br /&gt;26. What website(s) do you visit the most during the day?&lt;br /&gt;youtube. &lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have plants in your room?&lt;br /&gt;i used to have a cactus, but it died of thirst. &lt;br /&gt;28. Does anything hurt on your body?&lt;br /&gt;my back. &lt;br /&gt;29. Recent time you were really upset?&lt;br /&gt;recently..erm no?  &lt;br /&gt;LAST:&lt;br /&gt;30.  Person you saw?&lt;br /&gt;Mum &lt;br /&gt;31. Movie watched in cinema:&lt;br /&gt;Bolt &lt;br /&gt;32. Song you listened to:&lt;br /&gt;Zombie. It's great! &lt;br /&gt;33. Person you talked on the phone with:&lt;br /&gt;Rachel &lt;br /&gt;34. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Wasting away the precious remaining days of my holiday. &lt;br /&gt;35. What are you doing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Eating, TRY to complete chinese hmwk, Sleeping &lt;br /&gt;36. What are you going to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream? Hopefully &lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW:&lt;br /&gt;37. Is:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday &lt;br /&gt;38. Are you looking forward to it?&lt;br /&gt;no. &lt;br /&gt;39. Are you going to laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Most probably. I always have at least one thing i laugh about everday. If i dun laugh by night time, i go to youtube and watch some retarded videos. That usually makes me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;40. Last alcohol you had?&lt;br /&gt;Something called 'ice wine'? It was my first time as well. &lt;br /&gt;41. Last beverage?&lt;br /&gt;Soy bean milk.&lt;br /&gt;42. Last phone call?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel &lt;br /&gt;43. Last text message?&lt;br /&gt;Joni&lt;br /&gt; 44. Last ice-cream?&lt;br /&gt;Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's &lt;br /&gt;45. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno? June? &lt;br /&gt;46. Last meal?&lt;br /&gt;Lunch &lt;br /&gt;47. Have you ever dated somene your bestfriend likes?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt; 48.Have you ever bought condoms?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;49. Is there one person who can make you feel better no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;Not really? Usually, i dun need much cheering up? &lt;br /&gt;50. Do you find yourself crushing on someone currently?&lt;br /&gt;nope. &lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever lost someone?&lt;br /&gt;yar, but was never close with that person? &lt;br /&gt;52. Have you ever been depressed?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of lame question is this? Of cos lar.&lt;br /&gt; 53. Do you smile at strangers?&lt;br /&gt;Rarely. Every friend was once a stranger, you know. &lt;br /&gt;54. Do you have a good relationship with our parents?&lt;br /&gt;Err, I wont say its fantastic, but we talk. Good enough? &lt;br /&gt;55. What's your pet's name?&lt;br /&gt;no pets. &lt;br /&gt;56. How many people have you kissed in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;one, my mum.on the cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;57. Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;No. I would be happier if i could sleep for another hr. :)&lt;br /&gt; 58. What is a fact about the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;She has a twin. &lt;br /&gt;59. Do you hate the person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt; 60. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;The sound of vehicles driving past and the sounds of my typing. &lt;br /&gt;61. Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten. But i have disliked sb and nv told them. X) &lt;br /&gt;62. What would I find if I looked under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;another mattress. and dust &lt;br /&gt;63. Who are all the ppl you have text messages from in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Olivia, Joni, Carolyn, Daphne, Rachel, Jemie, Clara, my brother, Kimberly. &lt;br /&gt;64. Have you ever kissed someone and never saw them again?&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;br /&gt;65. Last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;10 mins ago. &lt;br /&gt;66. Do you regret anything from your past?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely &lt;br /&gt;67. If you could seek revenge on someone, would you?&lt;br /&gt;probably not. &lt;br /&gt;68. Do you bump into someone's arm if you want to hold their hand?&lt;br /&gt;I have never wanted to hold a hand which i need to bump first. &lt;br /&gt;69. Last argument.&lt;br /&gt;With my mum. Cos i didn't want to wake up even though it was past 12 noon. &lt;br /&gt;70. Plans for weekends?&lt;br /&gt;Exercise, study, do hmwk.. But those are JUST PLANS. Who said i followed my plans? &lt;br /&gt;71. Excited for anything? Nope. No enthusiasm for anything. &lt;br /&gt;72. Do you like to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;Yup &lt;br /&gt;73. Do you hate when people smoke around you?&lt;br /&gt;Of course! &lt;br /&gt;74. Who was the last boy you chat with?&lt;br /&gt;My brother, of cos. Who else. &lt;br /&gt;75. Who was the last person you talked to in person?&lt;br /&gt;Mum &lt;br /&gt;76. Do you have any plans for today?&lt;br /&gt;Yar, but like i said, those are JUST PLANS. XD&lt;br /&gt;77. Do you think best friends can be replaced?&lt;br /&gt;Of cos NOT!&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you plan on moving out?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;79. Are you 18?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, am i'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;80. Does the last person you held hands with mean anyhting to you?&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;81. What did you do last night, with who?&lt;br /&gt;Used com. Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i cant believe i really finished this! AHH! anyway, its done. nad my back is like STIFF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ciaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-8335238775551211004?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8335238775551211004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=8335238775551211004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8335238775551211004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8335238775551211004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/12/quizz.html' title='Quizz.'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-7963129586365098462</id><published>2008-12-25T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:42:07.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2008!</title><content type='html'>One day late, but MERRY CHRISTMAS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored of blogging alrdy. &lt;br /&gt;Shall spend more time studying and drawing.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i dont hate colouring that much actually.&lt;br /&gt;Ate too much junk food over the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes becoming dry from staring at the com from morning till night.&lt;br /&gt;I havent do chinese hmwk yet.&lt;br /&gt;Will be in S3U next year.&lt;br /&gt;My room looks like a rubbishdump.&lt;br /&gt;Glad it doesnt smell like one as well.&lt;br /&gt;My classroom for next year will be next to a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Many ppl kenna virus alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure whether i also.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to class gathering tmr. &lt;br /&gt;I still owe daphne her BIRTHDAY present.&lt;br /&gt;And it is ultra-belated.&lt;br /&gt;I love youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Neopets is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;But i still play it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My life is uber boring.&lt;br /&gt;I should probably tidy up my room.&lt;br /&gt;I like reading storybooks meant for 10-12 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&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/8443098542808519381-7963129586365098462?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/7963129586365098462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=7963129586365098462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/7963129586365098462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/7963129586365098462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-2008.html' title='Merry Christmas 2008!'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-2668174022827207756</id><published>2008-11-20T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:40:56.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST AID COURSE..COMPLETED!</title><content type='html'>Grr..Blogger is srly screwed up..all that 'buttons' are like missing! hmmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, my brother has left singapore for his NS training in Brunei. He'll be back in 3 weeks. Then i will bombard him with all my problems on schoolwork. XD muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I HAVE OFFICIALLY PASSED THE BASIC FIRST AID COURSE!!! OH YEAH!! cheerios! =D Major relief. If i didn't pass, my past 2 days of waking up at 7.30am, going without breakfast, being squashed on insanely crowded buses/MRT and sitting through 11hours of ultra-boring lessons would have been wasted. So, I am REALLY glad I passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over the holidays, I will be adding 2 badges (anti-drug thing and first aid) to my guides uniform. Which isn't alot, but considered a proud accomplishment for a sloth like me. YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first aid lessons, we learn how to do CPR. APPARENTLY I now know how to perform CPR, but if i were to do it on a really person, I would probably kill him. The bandages we learnt how to tie were rather simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr, there's gonna be gateway. And I'm going to be watching 'Madagascar 2' with Daphne. And hopefully rachel and clara too!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-2668174022827207756?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2668174022827207756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=2668174022827207756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2668174022827207756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2668174022827207756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-aid-coursecompleted.html' title='FIRST AID COURSE..COMPLETED!'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-8381264572105742561</id><published>2008-11-17T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T02:29:08.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahhaha</title><content type='html'>My blog is so dead..haha. It is close to being abandoned..XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, my blogger is like a little 'spoilt?' Like some icons on the 'Posting' page gone? Aiyah, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, my days have been rather boring..so nothing much to write about anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ytd, my mum, brother and I went to the food expo. OHMYGOSH! SO MANY PEOPLE! I was like being pushed about and it was a rather unpleasant experience. Is like so many ppl keep pushing me, then they give me those 'looks'. WTH larh, they were the ones who pushed me leh. Then there were quite alot of food to sample. Oh, one of the things you can find EVERYWHERE is 'toothpicks'. Wah, is like the ppl just 'take a sample', 'pop into the mouth' and then 'just throw the toothpick on the floor'. Don't the ppl who do that feel ashamed?! haixx. i bought the takoyaki, and my bro bought the other thing, i dunno what it is..haha. the takoyaki was not bad. quite nice. then also bought 5 bars of chocolate for 5 bucks. not those big bars, not the small ones either lar. the normal one. then some of the banners/posters got spelling mistakes, and it was so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of the expo is the toilet.. I'm not complaining that it is dirty or anything (although it is.), but it takes a DAMN long time to queue!! but that is for the female toilet only lar. the queue was like about 10 mins long! my gosh! queue so long for toilet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, we took the mrt to bedok to meet my dad. then we ate dinner at a kopitiam. over dinner, we were discussing about the news where the guy jump into the lion enclosure to 'suicide?' (cos we had a newspaper on the table, and that was the headlines). The news was like 'why nv shoot the tiger to save the man'. Then my brother was very funny. He was like: The guy jump into the lion enclosure(and is killed)to commit suicide, then shoot the lion meh? Then if someone jump off a building, then tear down the building meh? Then i was like laughing. no offense to the person though. Just stating the truth. And i really do think that is very logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, today went to the SANA hq to attend the course. Wah, the place was damn cold man. I was like slightly chattering when i speak. brr. then they were guides and boys brigade from other schools too. we were like made to sit randomly, then like i sat between KahWei and a boy from Gan Eng Seng. The first lecture was damn funny larh. The person can be standup comedian alrdy lorh. He can say very funny things will keeping a straight face. Pro man. Everybody kept laughing. HAHAHA. then second lecture was rather boring. LUNCH, we went to Compass Point to eat. KFC! Most of us ate the Zinger Meal. Yummy! Then the test, it was very easy, and everyone passed, but only one got full marks. ROLEPLAY. OMG..i Hate that. we were like grouped according to our seats. then my group had 3 boys, me and KahWei. We had 20 mins of discussion time, then we like stoned for 15 mins. then last minute, we rushed like xiao..but got one guy, TOTALLY nv say a thing at all....then when we present, we were like practically impromptu all the way.. haha. i was so nervous. Bravo9 was very good. Their act was damn funny! I laughed until stomachache..and my cheeks also went numb. the some other pointless stuff... THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it. tmr got First Aid Course at the St.John HQ, wednesday also, thursday also.. Then friday got Gateway.. My gosh.. WHOLE week occupied by guides stuff.. Sucks larh.. :'( I want to go out with friends..I want to watch Madagascar..and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-8381264572105742561?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/8381264572105742561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=8381264572105742561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8381264572105742561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/8381264572105742561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/11/wahhaha.html' title='Wahhaha'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-4383653121518797909</id><published>2008-11-04T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:19:19.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today at clara's house. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today is a fun day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, joni and i went to clara's house to play! we met at at abt 1pm, then went to play billard. we were quite terrible and i was probably the worst. XD anw, we were playing, then when we finished one game, when we were putting the balls back onto the billard table, we accidentally hit one of the balls with another ball and it coincidentally rolled into the hole. so we came up with the idea to just manipulate the white ball with our hands instead of the stick. it was sooooo much easier to play. :) haha. very nonsense lar, but it was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to ntuc to buy ingredients for making sandwich, but we realised we were already full(from roti prata's made by clara's mum), so we just bought snacks we wanted to eat. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went back to clara's house, we decided to bake a cake(but the cake does't really need to be baked, like put into the oven). we took a long time to decide, then we just decided to continue the one clara was going to make. i cant rmb the name of the cake. so we melt the chocolate, mix this and that and the most erhmm, disgusting, part was draining the raspberries. i was very difficult to dry and then joni sort of like squished them (slightly) between 2 pieces of the kitchen towel, and then they were like stick together and REALLY look like raw meat patties. it was rather horrible. then when we were near finishing the batter and stuff, i found out that we do not have to put the cake into the oven to bake it. i was like (o.O) REALLY?! i always thought that all cakes needed to be baked, so there are cakes which are just refrigerated. haha, i nv knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after putting the cake into the fridge to be set or something, we went to play 'TWISTER"! clara's house was too cramped, so we went to play at the corridor outside her house. then we were like in front of the lift. then when ppl walk by and see us, they all like smile smile. i think they are trying to suppress their laughter. X) then joni was always twisted up badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 games of twister, we went back to clara's hse and we played 'cheat'. I think that's what its called. it was my first time playing. it was rather fun actually. i won :)! i think there's really such a thing called 'beginner's luck' and i guess that's how ppl got addicted to gambling or investing in stocks. it was really comical to watch clara and joni play. i kept on laughing and laughing and they were probably thinking i was some crazy person. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i just rmbered that before we went to ntuc, instead of pressing the elevator to go to the first floor, i pressed 15 just for fun. then there was a rather breathtaking view but our view was very obstructed but the balconies of the houses. it was REALLY nice! our view was so great we could see the SINGAPORE FLYER (very clearly, although a little hazy)!! and all those tall buildings in the city. it was damn cool lah. i wish my house there also got view like that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also rmb that last night when clara called my house to invite me, my mum answered the phone first, then she told me that it was for me. then when i pick up the phone and say hello, clara fake her voice and said: hello, 小妹妹。i was stunned for a moment then i recognised clara's voice and also that the caller obviously knew who she was looking for if not my mum wouldn't tell me its for me so i knew it was not that weird woman. i burst out laughing and recalling that really makes me laugh. so funny! we also invited rach, but i alrdy had a feeling she was going to be going out with her friends. haha, i'm psychic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise my blog entries are very boring to read. it is like long long chunks of small small words. haha. too bad for the readers, but i dont think many people read my blog anyway, so who cares. haha, i guess i am just too 'bo chap' to care. ^__________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing le lar, so bye! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-4383653121518797909?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4383653121518797909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=4383653121518797909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4383653121518797909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4383653121518797909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-at-claras-house.html' title='Today at clara&apos;s house. :)'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-1999431237175587127</id><published>2008-11-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:39:09.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ytd, at like 10.30+pm, I was blissfully using my com., playing minesweeper, when the phone...rang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riiing...riing..ring.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting louder and louder, I wanted to ignore it, but something pulled me to answer the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 你好。&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you calling?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 你听起来很年轻。&lt;br /&gt;Me: ？？？&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 你是读小学还是中学？&lt;br /&gt;Me: 中学...&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 我很想跟你做朋友。你跟我做朋友好吗？&lt;br /&gt;Me: 不要。&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 你住在后港对不对，我也是住在后港。&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 我很想跟你做朋友。Hougang Mall 那里有arcade, 我带你去玩要不要？&lt;br /&gt;Me: 不要。&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 我出钱啦，你和我一起去玩。&lt;br /&gt;Me: 我不喜欢。你不要吵我了，我很忙。&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 我很喜欢女孩子的声音。我以前有一个很好的女朋友，现在没有了。你做我的朋友好吗？&lt;br /&gt;Me: 我不要。我真得很忙，你不要吵我了。&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 你不要假忙。&lt;br /&gt;Me: 你不要再吵我了，我要挂电话了。&lt;br /&gt;Caller: 你不要挂，我真得很想和你做朋 。。&lt;br /&gt;Me: (slams phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phone rang like 3 seconds ltr, but i didn't pick it up. after 15 mins, it rang again, but i didn't pick it up either. the weird thing is, it is a woman calling, either that, or it is a man with a girl voice.. =_____=|l| she is either a conman/woman or definitely mentally unsound. if she is a conwoman, she is REALLY lousy. is like NOBODY would be dumb enough to get cheated by her lar. Imagine, you are a GIRL, and a WOMAN tells you that they like to listen to FEMALE voices, the first thought that would come to you would be: ‘变态’ At least thats what came to my mind. like srly weird lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i realised that my blog entries are almost always about the day before. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, nothing much. I tried drawing some pictures. When i picture the picture in my head, it is like, so nice, so perfect, but when i actually put them down on paper, my hand doesn't seem to know how to draw..=.= And the result is many destroyed pieces. haha. BUT, there's one i'm rather pleased with. What is drawn is top-secret! ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really nothing today, like a whole day wasted away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, for now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-1999431237175587127?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/1999431237175587127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=1999431237175587127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/1999431237175587127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/1999431237175587127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/11/wo.html' title='wo'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-395452056937032977</id><published>2008-10-31T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T04:58:32.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast and HSM3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ytd joni, daphne and I went to east coast park. We rented rollerblades for $7 and we got one hour free. So we rollerblade-ed for 2 hours. Or rather I gave up on the remaining 20 mins or so. I was so lousy,  I kept on screaming.. (=.=). I could barely move forward and I can definitely walk 10 times faster than I can rollerblade. We had Mcspicy for lunch, just the burger, and it cost us $4.25. Damn expensive and its just the burger! We went on to rent bicycles. Also $7 and one free hour. We rode until damn far, and joni and I kept racing each other. haha. We saw a few crabs and also witnessed the tragic triple death of a crab. It was consecutively ran-over by 3 bicycles, all of its riders unaware of the crab even though it produced a very audible 'CRUNCH' each time a wheel went over it. It was really gross, and there were its 'juice?' splattered on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the beach and 'played with sand?'. We drew in the damp sand with small rocks (cos there were no sticks around). I drew a pig, and lots of smiley faces. I also went on to write (very quickly) 'YOU CANT CATCH ME!' very near the water. Then after about 3 seconds of completing it, the wave washed all evidence of it away..haha. I'm quite lame lar, but it made joni and daphne laugh alot. I laughed too. funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home, dogtired. It was so fun, but so tiring, and today, i have muscle aches all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was planning on tidying my files, but since clara asked me if i wanted to go watch movie, of course i said yes. ^__^ We went to AMK Hub to watch HSM3. It was actually rather nice. The dances were very cool, especially the part at the junkyard or some place. There were some really funny parts. I'm really looking forward to watching: BOLT, Madagascar 2 and Ice Age 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show ended, we went to buy food and then went to the library. Clara borrowed some cookbooks, and the pictures of the cakes and pastries were so 'delicious-looking'. I kept saying 'I want this.' haha. I hope clara quickly master baking and then i will have lots of tasty food to eat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking from the library to the 159 bus-stop, there was this boy sitting on the pavement. We were wondering why he is sitting there, then I joked that he was waiting for his girlfriend (cos the pavement is infront of a condo.) Then when we were closer, I thought the boy really looks like Martin, but clara insisted it was not. lol, but it was really weird lar, sitting in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bored now, dont know what to do. i'll think of something ltr. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-395452056937032977?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/395452056937032977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=395452056937032977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/395452056937032977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/395452056937032977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/10/east-coast-and-hsm3.html' title='East Coast and HSM3'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-3327712412887685377</id><published>2008-10-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T07:39:39.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivocity, Daiso, Times and Gain City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Happy Deepavali. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd went to vivo with my mum and it was so crowded. I didnt wear a dress as I had predicted as I wanted to carry my backpack and it would look weird with a dress. Anyway, it was rather crowded and at the level where they showcase the massage chairs and televisions, they were having a demonstration for the osim dunno what shape the waist thing and they invite people to do it with them. It looked rather ridiculous though, like what they always say "旁观者清". Then there was also the mini massage chair. It was rather cute. Like a tiny sofa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was wearing my new flats. Hurt like crazy. In the end I just wore it like slippers, stepping on the back part. ^.^ Went to Daiso, bought many things, then at night went to a hawker centre near rachel's house for dinner, with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo hot and squeezy. Then there was this boy about 6 or 7 years old. He is so irritating. In such an uncomfortable place, he still demanded to be carried by his mother. And he kept throwing tantrums over little things like which seat he wants to sit on. Damn brat. Felt like slapping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Singapore EXPO with my brothers. :) The main objective was to check out the televisions (gain city expo). When we got there, we realised there was also the Times expo (books) and  I decided to leave them to choose the tv and I went to check out the books on sale. It was really a sale. Most of the books were sold at the price of 4 to 10 bucks. A few were like $15. I went and bought 3 books, cost me $16. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing my desired goods (^.^), went to the hall holding to gain city stuff and found my brothers without even having to call them. :D They decided on a Toshiba tv, going to be delivered on friday. yay, new tv. Then took mrt and bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- end of recount. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired now. and kinda bored as well. tmr got gateway.. D:&lt;&gt; that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ciaos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-3327712412887685377?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/3327712412887685377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=3327712412887685377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3327712412887685377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/3327712412887685377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/10/vivocity-daiso-times-and-gain-city.html' title='Vivocity, Daiso, Times and Gain City'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-4308383518218746386</id><published>2008-10-25T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:30:11.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;haha.. that quiz i did before, now tagged by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;rui ^.^&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;practically best friends. soulmates?&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;forgiving, generous, smart, little common-sense, sporty&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;saying he would write a 5-page letter to me, even if he probably dun have that much to write&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;6. You got any wish or request to ask from him/her?&lt;br /&gt;dun forget my christmas present!&lt;br /&gt;7. As a friend, what he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;be more confident and stop being so pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she became your enemy, you will...&lt;br /&gt;not believe it&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;i dun think it will happen in the first place&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;make him happy and confident of himself&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;great person and friend&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;erm..unsociable, full of nonsense, mentally unsound, lazy, PIGG-ISH, loud, annoying&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;honest&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the character you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;short-tempered, procrastinate, greedy, selfish, lazy, ungrateful&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything and enjoy your holiday! it wont last long. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-4308383518218746386?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/4308383518218746386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=4308383518218746386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4308383518218746386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/4308383518218746386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-2.html' title='quiz 2'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-9108627264705410797</id><published>2008-10-25T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:06:03.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yos, back from a satisfying meal of roasted duck and porridge. one of my brothers' not home, so more for me! over lunch, my family and i were discussing which organs or part of our body is the most useless. here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;1) appendix (for humans, it is useless and it causes pain..)&lt;br /&gt;2) gall bladder (apparently one can survive perfectly well without it)&lt;br /&gt;3) wisdom tooth (although we all need teeth, that 4 teeth causes pan to some ppl, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mother was telling me a joke her uncle or some relative used to say: 你不要吓我，我没有胆(courage/gall bladder)的。I was like: hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltr going to vivocity with mum. shopping.. :) i think i will be wearing a dress. hmm..i think other then my family, very very very, close to none have seen me in dress or skirt(other then school uniform)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the televisions in my house (2) both spoil at the same time, 2 or 3 days ago. or maybe is that too long nv watch tv, then when watch tv with one of the tv, realise it is spoilt, watch the other tv, then realise they are both spoilt..haha. not good. but nv really affect me, since i dun usually watch tv. then the technician or whoever just fixed one of the tv. the other one forget it liao, its old anyway. and my brothers were thinking of buying an LCD tv, but they decided to wait and see first, since with all that world recession, price inflation and stuff, it seemed kinda illogical to buy a tv at a time like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting bored staring at my keyboard. shall do other things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ciaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i realised that the first time i click on 'publish post' always they tell me 'your request could not be processed. please try again'. then the second time can liao.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-9108627264705410797?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/9108627264705410797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=9108627264705410797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/9108627264705410797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/9108627264705410797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-lunch.html' title='After lunch'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-5102666856004747978</id><published>2008-10-25T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:37:31.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring..</title><content type='html'>So bored. Grrr. Nothing to do, or rather the things i have to do are too boring. Surfed for christmas gift ideas just now(i know its way too early, but too bad, i'm bored..), nothing much really. So if ppl who know that i'm going to get you a present, please tell me what you want! Most of the time when i ask, everybody is too modest to say what they want. haha. nvm, modesty is not a bad thing. but actually i also dont know what i want for christmas. maybe some practical stuff like stationeries? i know! the hana yori dango movie dvd/cd. haha. havent come out yet. i wouldn't mind if i got treated to kfc or macs. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is still a long time away. i'm bored. practically no one's online and there's no one i can chat with. even though blogging is something to do, when you do not have anything to blog about, it gets very boring. i shall go and drown my loneliness/boredom with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-5102666856004747978?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/5102666856004747978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=5102666856004747978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5102666856004747978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/5102666856004747978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/10/boring.html' title='Boring..'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-1140538976058586639</id><published>2008-10-24T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:53:58.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz......?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One post in a rather long time. Got tagged by rach to do this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The 1st person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;rachel :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;pretty, smart, cool, hardworking, straightforward&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;befriending me :)&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;erm..friends forever?&lt;br /&gt;6. You got any wish or request to ask from him/her?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;7. As a friend, what he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;say 'lame' to me a little lesser&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she became your enemy, you will...&lt;br /&gt;wonder what went wrong and burn all the presents she ever gave me?&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;ask her. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;be best friends even when we grow up&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;great personality, a litle mean at times?&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;erm..unsociable, full of nonsense, mentally unsound, lazy, PIGG-ISH, loud, annoying&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;honest&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the character you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;short-tempered, procrastinate, greedy, selfish, lazy, ungrateful&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all that you have done for me. :) i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and ytd, i got a minor(luckily) electric shock frm my house's faulty dvd player...i was so shocked lorh, although it wasn't very pain, it was like being burned by a flame(not that i got burned before) but no visible injuries.. Then after like 5 min, when i calmed down from that unpleasant surprise, i wondered whether the dvd player got earth wire. so random. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really, i've got a boring life. bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443098542808519381-1140538976058586639?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/1140538976058586639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=1140538976058586639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/1140538976058586639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/1140538976058586639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz.html' title='Quiz......?'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443098542808519381.post-2920034259585087223</id><published>2008-10-20T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:35:16.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The result of a bored evening</title><content type='html'>Today was a boring day..like =.= really really boring. The weather is so hot, i sweat in an air-con room. Grr..Had cip today as well, found out I am WASTING 15 HOURS OF THAT BLOODY CIP. DAMN PISSED. Never should have joined guides. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, tmr is a school day..gonna have sex education and translation thingy, waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's not right in my life currently, trying to figure out what, probably nothing much lar. I'm srly putting on weight, :'( lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post is the first since this blog was established(15 min ago) haha. nothing to say really, told ya my day was boring..gonna go do something else, typing is getting boring.&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/8443098542808519381-2920034259585087223?l=rediince-jamie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/feeds/2920034259585087223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443098542808519381&amp;postID=2920034259585087223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2920034259585087223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443098542808519381/posts/default/2920034259585087223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rediince-jamie.blogspot.com/2008/10/result-of-bored-evening.html' title='The result of a bored evening'/><author><name>jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10765765315592339274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YmNPsW5nzGA/SJ06Lh3GVNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m87cHjdpH7E/s1600-R/Lavender%2BDreams_02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
