<?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-1917057350820539329</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:35:43.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shall call this blog My Blog for the lack of a better name...</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi. Do you like pancakes?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5808297160918569438</id><published>2009-04-07T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:53:55.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just keep swimming~</title><content type='html'>Hehe... Found this joke on the net...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Monk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, "My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound; a sound like no other that he has ever heard. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, "We can't tell you. You're not a monk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way. Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks again accept him, feed him, and even fix his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, he hears the same strange mesmerizing sound that he had heard years earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, he asks what the sound was, but the monks reply, "We can't tell you. You're not a monk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man says, "All right, all right. I'm dying to know. If the only way I can find out what that sound was, is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks reply, you must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, "I have traveled the earth and devoted my life to the task demanded and have found what you had asked for. There are 371,145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks reply, "Congratulations, you are correct and now you are a monk. We shall now show you the way to the sound."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, "The sound is behind that door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He asks, "May I have the key?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man requests the key to the stone door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire. And so it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the monks say, "This is the key to the last door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is astonished to find the source of that strange sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly an amazing and unbelievable sight . . . But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling cheated? Then you are not alone =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5808297160918569438?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5808297160918569438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5808297160918569438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-keep-swimming.html' title='Just keep swimming~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4468458446140396799</id><published>2009-02-18T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:06:55.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POWA</title><content type='html'>Dillon mentioned some crazy guy on YouTube blended an iPhone... So I decided to search him up and found this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l69Vi5IDc0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l69Vi5IDc0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4468458446140396799?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4468458446140396799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4468458446140396799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2009/02/powa.html' title='POWA'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4460617756360094537</id><published>2009-02-07T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:10:56.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Idea!</title><content type='html'>Spamming facebook now. Sure as hell doesnt help in my hw &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DxHZKxzFews&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DxHZKxzFews&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THIS HELPS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4460617756360094537?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4460617756360094537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4460617756360094537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2009/02/spam.html' title='Nice Idea!'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8220846763271656904</id><published>2009-02-06T22:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:20:01.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WREKAZILLA</title><content type='html'>Okay, end of the week figured I should post. Right first thing first:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY ZIK ITS ABIT LATE BUT NVM (and i think i wished you alr but nvm)&lt;br /&gt;OH HOPE YOU LIKE YOUR PRESSIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what his present was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SYxQN25pWBI/AAAAAAAAACM/pypupUr83iU/s1600-h/zohan-one-sheet(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299699060514052114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SYxQN25pWBI/AAAAAAAAACM/pypupUr83iU/s320/zohan-one-sheet(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Many many people =D&lt;br /&gt;Album name: Zikri's "amazing" EP&lt;br /&gt;Year: 6969&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Hardcore&lt;br /&gt;Song list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mighty Morphing Power Rangers!&lt;br /&gt;2. S.E.X&lt;br /&gt;3. SexyBack&lt;br /&gt;4. Sexy Can I&lt;br /&gt;5. Sexual Eruption&lt;br /&gt;6. Sex Bomb&lt;br /&gt;7. I Wanna Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;8. The Horny Song&lt;br /&gt;9. The Assumption Song&lt;br /&gt;10. Candy Shop&lt;br /&gt;11. Love in this Club&lt;br /&gt;12. Elmo's World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, beat that. Oh and thanks to Chris and Co. for their veli belated birthday book! Ima gonna read it over the weekends. Oh and thanks to Nicky too, for his chuppa chops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, eventful week, shahid went back to india for families matters (oh send regards to your grans for me), we all screwed for hw, messy bday party for zik (hi wei han XD), almost late for sch due to stupid train door malfunction and some guy kicking the bucket at the mrt station. Sweet week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#3C3E47"&gt;***My Kormputer&gt;Settings&gt;Language&gt;Second Language&gt;Sarcasm***&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee, the new Nobel members are proooo.&lt;br /&gt;We got Martin and Don!&lt;br /&gt;Don don don donnnnnnnnnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;Aint that soo cool?&lt;br /&gt;Oh and our new robo team member is pro too!&lt;br /&gt;His name is Shen Yi, King of Push Up Positions!&lt;br /&gt;HE IS SO GONNA BE THE BRAINS OF OUR GROUP.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I soo love staying up at night to do math.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, its great, aint it? Leaves you very awake the next morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#3C3E47"&gt;Okay, enough sarcasm&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, NJRC group, me, YX, Edwin, Donovan and Shen Yi. Not bad i guess. YX is so gonna be our ace. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so today had math remedial, damn joke, Mr Lee just gave us 1 question to do. Can do, can leave early. Sweet. Left in 15 mins. Wahaha. Stupid careless mistakes &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robo pretty joke too. Kana training. All I learnt was that the speaker was on the RIGHT and not on the LEFT. Oh yea, I also learnt this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big to Small Gear Ratio=VRHOOOMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about negative understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so exco meeting, yada yada, saikang warrior (hehe, sucky status but hey, whatever I do IS a joke), yada yada, running late for impromptu family event yada yada, start raining, yada, didnt get to go for art bbq =( yada yada, aye jam, yada, reach home have to bathe quicky, yada, family event, yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet that summarises my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8220846763271656904?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8220846763271656904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8220846763271656904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2009/02/wrekazilla.html' title='WREKAZILLA'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SYxQN25pWBI/AAAAAAAAACM/pypupUr83iU/s72-c/zohan-one-sheet(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7577849519439431469</id><published>2009-01-16T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:21:31.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Man's Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Wow. I feel tired. Really tired. Its been like 3 days into MPP and I can already feel it sapping my time. Been a long day. Cleaning SC room was fun I guess. Kudos to the random objects and food stuff found. Robo noticeboard still looks shabby. The robot on it looks darn corny if you ask me. My neck hurts. Stupid seating arrangement. Sleeping the other way doesnt help either. I need to stock up on stationary. But again, maybe I can go raid the sc room. Shucks. Tmr still need to go and do MPP. One Saturday burnt liddat. Sheez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7577849519439431469?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7577849519439431469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7577849519439431469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2009/01/dead-mans-ramblings.html' title='Dead Man&apos;s Ramblings'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7421049148946970259</id><published>2009-01-01T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:52:33.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Care Bear Stare!</title><content type='html'>Horale. Class outing was great seh. Bowling is damn fun, even though I pretty much suck at it &gt;.&gt; There was this once where I slipped the ball and it &lt;i&gt;bounced&lt;/i&gt; into the next lane. Epic win. The 16 pound ball is surprisingly effective though. If you happen to slip and make the ball land on your feet, GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so after bowling, everyone was deciding where to eat. KFC was the final choice and so we looked for it. Appearantly someone said it was on the first floor, when there is a gigantic banner saying "KFC @ #03-XX". It took a closer look at the directory to finally locate KFC &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, in the chaos, some people managed to slip off unnoticed. When we finally meet them at the KFC, this came along wrapped in someone's jacket (i think its yj's):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SVzU9qFo5-I/AAAAAAAAABg/9a0B9c6nrVI/s1600-h/01012009186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SVzU9qFo5-I/AAAAAAAAABg/9a0B9c6nrVI/s320/01012009186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286334218361169890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Thats one gift I will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; forget. I mean, its not everyday you get to have lunch, watch a movie and go arcade with a teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so off to the movies. We watched Yes Man and it was quite good la. Not as good as the previous Jim Carrey movies though &gt;.&gt; Shant spoil the plot for people who haven watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade is fun as usual, shucks that I lost to shahid in the racing game (I WILL BEAT YOU WAHAHA!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, blah blah blah, group shot, blah blah blah, lots of failed jump shots, blah blah blah, Timo makes noble sacrifice, blah, successful jump shot! Will post them after I kope them from zik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so time to go home. My parents wanted me to go Boon Keng Mrt to meet them and I was at Kallang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SVzXkpfEj4I/AAAAAAAAABo/Tel_XlTlsjE/s1600-h/gagagaga.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SVzXkpfEj4I/AAAAAAAAABo/Tel_XlTlsjE/s320/gagagaga.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337087237558146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah jeez, Boon Keng is like geographically NEXT to Kallang. Stupis MRT planners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I arrived at Boon Keng early and decided to camp at Macs. There was a table filled with kiddies next to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh look! Teddy bear!"&lt;br /&gt;"Wa so cute!"&lt;br /&gt;"I want too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sheez. I just wanna eat my nuggets in piece &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an eventful day eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before I forget, here is a present some relative of mine gave me. The present was lumpy, soft and hard in places. I laughed my arse off when I saw the contents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SVzYkr-wKRI/AAAAAAAAABw/5tZGd3S7noQ/s1600-h/01012009183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SVzYkr-wKRI/AAAAAAAAABw/5tZGd3S7noQ/s320/01012009183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286338187418937618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THAT explains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7421049148946970259?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7421049148946970259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7421049148946970259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2009/01/care-bear-stare.html' title='Care Bear Stare!'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ImIz-r1yew/SVzU9qFo5-I/AAAAAAAAABg/9a0B9c6nrVI/s72-c/01012009186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7468879502922532115</id><published>2008-11-30T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:51:18.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need ma crack... Now...</title><content type='html'>HI NICKY I KNOW YOU JUST RECIEVED AN RSS FEED FROM MY BLOG SO HI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I am really bored. At any rate, for the lack of things to write about, I shall post some random convos WR showed me from IRC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] hey, if you type in your pw, it will show as stars &lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] ********* see! &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] hunter2 &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] doesnt look like stars to me &lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] ******* &lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] thats what I see &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] oh, really? &lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] Absolutely &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] you can go hunter2 my hunter2-ing hunter2 &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] haha, does that look funny to you? &lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] lol, yes. See, when YOU type hunter2, it shows to us as ******* [AzureDiamond] thats neat, I didnt know IRC did that &lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] yep, no matter how many times you type hunter2, it will show to us as ******* &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] awesome! &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] wait, how do you know my pw? &lt;br /&gt;[Cthon98] er, I just copy pasted YOUR ******'s and it appears to YOU as hunter2 cause its your pw &lt;br /&gt;[AzureDiamond] oh, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mage] what should I give sister for unzipping? &lt;br /&gt;[Kevyn] Um. Ten bucks? &lt;br /&gt;[mage] no I mean like, WinZip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T-Wolf] man, my girlfriend left me for some faggot named robert &lt;br /&gt;[RdAwG20] you don't live in Hope mills do you? &lt;br /&gt;[T-Wolf] ya, why man? &lt;br /&gt;[RdAwG20] lol, just wondering, was her namne alisson? &lt;br /&gt;[T-Wolf] you mother fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ben174] : If they only realized 90% of the overtime they pay me is only cause i like staying here playing with Kazaa when the bandwidth picks up after hours. [ChrisLMB] : If any of my employees did that they'd be fired instantly. &lt;br /&gt;[Ben174] : Where u work? &lt;br /&gt;[ChrisLMB] : I'm the CTO at LowerMyBills.com &lt;br /&gt;*** Ben174 (BenWright@TeraPro33-41.LowerMyBills.com) Quit (Leaving) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jeebus] the "bishop" came to our church today &lt;br /&gt;[jeebus] he was a fucken impostor &lt;br /&gt;[jeebus] never once moved diagonally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Khassaki] HI EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;[Judge-Mental] try pressing the the Caps Lock key &lt;br /&gt;[Khassaki] O THANKS!!! ITS SO MUCH EASIER TO WRITE NOW!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;[Judge-Mental] fuck me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Th3No0b] Im going to be the next hitler &lt;br /&gt;[Th3No0b] Im going to kill all the jews and 1 clown &lt;br /&gt;[RageAgainsttheAmish] why the clown &lt;br /&gt;[Th3No0b] See? no one cares about the jews &lt;br /&gt;[RageAgainsttheAmish] lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tag] Ouroboros: lets play Pong &lt;br /&gt;[Ouroboros] Ok. &lt;br /&gt;[tag] | . &lt;br /&gt;[Ouroboros] . | &lt;br /&gt;[tag] | . &lt;br /&gt;[Ouroboros] . | &lt;br /&gt;[tag] | . &lt;br /&gt;[Ouroboros] | . &lt;br /&gt;[Ouroboros] Whoops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JonTG] Man, my penis is so big if I laid it out on a keyboard it'd go all the way from A to Z &lt;br /&gt;[JonTG] wait, shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Topic in #doghouse is 'Our hearts are extended to the 17 victims of the recent internet fraud' &lt;br /&gt;* Anubis has joined #doghouse &lt;br /&gt;[Anubis] what fraud? &lt;br /&gt;[Kadmium] You haven't heard about it? &lt;br /&gt;[Anubis] no? &lt;br /&gt;[Kadmium] You can read the full story at http://www.tubgirl.com &lt;br /&gt;[Anubis] omg wtf! &lt;br /&gt;*** Kadmium changes topic to 'Our hearts are extended to the 18 victims of the recent internet fraud'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wolf] 1. Save every Free Credit Card Offer you get, Put it in pile A&lt;br /&gt;[wolf] 2. Save every Free Coupon You get, put that in pile B&lt;br /&gt;[wolf] 3. Now open the credit card mail from pile A and find the Business&lt;br /&gt;       Reply Mail Envelope.&lt;br /&gt;[wolf] 4. Take the coupons from pile B and stuff them in the envelope you hold&lt;br /&gt;       in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;[wolf] 5. Drop the stuffed to the brim envelopes in your mail and walk away&lt;br /&gt;       whistling.&lt;br /&gt;[wolf] I have now received two phone calls from the credit card companies&lt;br /&gt;       telling me that they received a stuffed envelope with coupons rather&lt;br /&gt;       then my application. They informed me that it they are not pleased that&lt;br /&gt;       they footed the bill for the crap I sent them. I reply with "It says&lt;br /&gt;       Business Reply Mail" I'm suggesting coupons to you to ensure that your&lt;br /&gt;       business is more successful. They promptly hang up on me.&lt;br /&gt;[wolf] Now, I did this for about a month before it got boring, so I got an&lt;br /&gt;       added idea! I added exactly 33 cents worth of pennies to the envelope&lt;br /&gt;       so they paid EXTRA due to the weight. I got a call informing me about&lt;br /&gt;       the money, I said it was a mistake and I demanded my change back. After&lt;br /&gt;       yelling at the clerk and then to the supervisor they agreed to my&lt;br /&gt;       demands and cut me a check for the money. I hold in my hand at this&lt;br /&gt;       very moment a check from GTE Visa for exactly 33 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eticam] I was in biology class once, and the teacher said there was sugar in sperm [Eticam] And a girl asked why doesn't it taste sweet then &lt;br /&gt;[Eticam] When she realised what she said her face became red like a spanked monkey ass &lt;br /&gt;[Eticam] Then the teacher said, because you taste sweetness with the front of your tongue, not the part of your tongue back in your throat &lt;br /&gt;[Eticam] The girl started crying and left class ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] so, at this college there was an extra credit question "Is hell endothermic or exothermic"&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] this is what one kid wrote:&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] First, we postulate that if souls exist, then they must have some mass.&lt;br /&gt;If they do, then a mole of souls can also have a mass. So, at what rate are souls moving into hell and at what rate are souls leaving? I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] As for souls entering hell, lets look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to hell. Since, there are more than one of these religions and people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and all souls go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in hell to increase exponentially.&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] Now, we look at the rate of change in volume in hell. Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in hell to stay the same, the ratio of the mass of souls and volume needs to stay constant.&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] So, if hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter hell, then the temperature and pressure in hell will increase until all hell breaks loose (i.e.,Hell is exothermic).&lt;br /&gt;[liv1790] Of course, if hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in hell, than the temperature and pressure will drop until hell freezes over (i.e.,Hell is endothermic).&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] So which is it? If we accept the postulate given by Ms.Therese Banyan during my freshman year, "That it will be a cold night in hell before I go out with you," and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having a relationship with her, the second case cannot be true. Therefore, hell is exothermic.&lt;br /&gt;[lib1790] the kid was the only one who got credit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough spamming, back to code geass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7468879502922532115?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7468879502922532115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7468879502922532115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-ma-crack-now.html' title='I need ma crack... Now...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6535744692593618713</id><published>2008-11-09T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:15:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedications o.O</title><content type='html'>Okay, this post was supposed to be out DONGkey years ago but I forgot untill Chester and Shahid reminded me quite a few days ago (or was it 2 weeks ago? ah cant rmb). Anyways, here is the dedication/quiz-on-everyone/whatever-you-call-it. I shall start from my end of the class to the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester: Alright, the first person on my right. It is an unfortunate fact that I sit on your left. You, being left handed, seem to have this tendency to turn my arms into instant canvas &gt;.&gt; Besides that, you are a great person. You are always the one to come up with some crack-ass joke or idea. You and Praveer never fail to make all of us laugh. You are also dead resouceful. Thanks for all the "help" in Chinese homework and little tips and tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahid: Wee, the first of the soccer-playing dudes. You are what most people would call the "perfect guy". You are freaking strong, damn smart and somewhat good looking. You are quite fun to be with even though you do act gay sometimes (though I like to join in being gay too ^^ ). You are a very nice guy but you should stop worrying too much about what ppl think about how you look. Oh and your CAP is high. Period. No need to argue about it being low &gt;.&gt; Oh and good luck in your "endeavour".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah: I will be frank, I dont know you well. Other then you like pink, you are in dance, plays net ball, and I crashed into you while playing netball. Sorry about that XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilda: Wow. Your vocal cords are power. You used to scream alot in year one but thank goodness you have alr cut down on it. Thats good. Again, I dont noe you well. You used to be in the same robotics team as me, until we splited up. I still think your 4 wheeled robot sucks. It cant turn well. Anyways, hope you will do better in netball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Jia: Wow, another one of the soccer dudes, except that you are a girl. Even though you hang out with all of us quite often, I dont noe you well other than the fact that you play soccer, like Simple Plan, have a high CAP, and like books. Sry for not having more to type about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne: I remember you used to be damn loud and screamy in year 1. Its good that you have cut down on it. Your mugging ability is imbah. If I remember correctly, your CAP shot up like mad. You are actually quite a nice person, just a bit on the emo side. Cheer up abit, and you will find that life could be fun after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia: Even though I was hanging with your group of ppl and such, I dont noe you well. IF I am right, you are in dance and was also darn loud in year 1. At least it has cut down. I have nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy: Ah, the resident technical genius. You were a great help in terms of computer troubleshooting and certain useful devices to help make our lives easier. Thanks alot for helping me set up proxy, troubleshoot my com and postponing our French project though you can be a bit annoying at times. Anyways, good luck in whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lester: Horale, its lively Lester. Its abit sad to say that your nickname does not match with you. I remember you used to always pair up with me and some lame ass group of ppl untill I moved on to another group. You should speak up and try and get the people you want, if not you will always end with people like Sourav. At least you try and join the girls now. Anyways, hope to see you in robotics next again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ren: Fellow Robokinesis member. You are... Well, alot of things. You are gay, funny, egoistic, resourceful and abit of a blockhead. You are great at programming and graphic design when you are not feeling lazy. Your ideas are sometimes simple and straightfoward but damn win at the same time. I used to hang with you and the others untill I moved on. If you would act less gay and reduce the times where you are really an asshole, you are actually quite likable. Oh and you owe me some stuff. You should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamos: Oh yes, Jamoo! You are a very nice guy, willing to help people as long as its not too troublesome. We used to call you the Master of Destruction and the Ball Master. I take that back now. Though you used to destroy almost everything that reached your hands, especially the clay models we had to do for IP. At any rate, stay nice and continue being evil to Sourav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie: Eh oh. Another girl I dont know much about. You used to be quiet and you are still quiet. If I remember correctly, you have a imbah CAP. You were a great help in the Physics project. The car would have looked like crap if it wasnt for your artistic skills. All I know about you is you are in Art Club. you leave in Chua Chu Kang, and you like cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayathri: Ho, I remember it was a chore to figure out if you were Gaya or Narmada... Untill you promoted to NEA... You and your sister are very nice people. I remember the time when me and Wei Ren met you 2 at my MRT station, asking where you all here for. Turns out you 2 are going to move next to me. (Well, almost next to). Thanks for the interesting things you 2 shared with me while on boring train rides back home. Oh and thanks for your great help in the Physics project, I wouldnt know where to start if it wasnt for you. Oh and dont fight with your sister &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Jeez, yet another girl whom I dont know much about. I should spend more time with the girls(oh wait thats flirting...). If im right, you were supposed to change CCA from Robotics to Netaball. Its kinda sad that you didnt make it. Anyways, good luck for getting your transfer next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Wen: Huh, I will be frank, I REALLY dont noe you. I have not done any projects with you and my totally speech time with you can barely fill one paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zikri: Finally, someone whom I can talk about. Your soccer skills are scary and its very hard to get the ball from you. You are a great friend and things nvr get boring with you. Although you are quite prone to sudden outburst of anger when the going get tough, you are street-smart and knows how to get out of sticky situation. Your stunts and jokes nvr fail to amuse and the fact that you are fun-loving makes you a very fun person to stay about. Stay that way and good luck with your CAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillen: Another one of the soccer dudes and fellow gamer. Your field goal keeping skills are the best in class and you are great at most ball games. You are are somewhat hyperactive and you the things you do are darn funny. At any rate, thanks for hosting the outing at your house the other day, it was fun, sry bout yelling too loudly though, your neighbours complained &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne: Ha, the class math genius. Your card game skills are not to be trifled with and your money making scheme are pro. You are quite a nice person and your help in math is invaluable. However, you should stop ripping off us just cause you can, its abit underhanded to scam your own friends &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: If i were to describe you in as little words as possible, it would be "hyperactive human-sized hamster overdosed on crack and super glue". You are always happy and cheerful, except when something goes really wrong and you switch to emo mode. You are a nice guy and wont hesitate to help/comfort other people. Stay that way. Good luck in whatever you are doing ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praveer: Residemt idiot. Your antics are dead funny and you nvr fail to amuse us, especially with Chester around. Although you do act retarded, you are a mature person and knows how to handle things when the going gets serious. You also happen to have this knack for having unexpected talents like being able to swim fast despite having a pot belly and having great ball control. You are a really nice guy and your ideas for fun is great. Stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sourav: Jeez. You suck. Besides that, I believe everyone can be a decent person, it just depends on how we act. You expect everything to be done for you and try to be someone you are not. Well, thats not how things work in this world. When Chester picks on Praveer, its funny, when you pick on Ananya and Satya, we find that you are an asshole. And the weird noises you make... Its retarded. You might think this is racial prejudice but its not. If I were racist, I wouldnt even hang with Shahid and Zikri. Also, you should stop trying to build you status/ego on others. Ananya and Satya are nice people, just because you are larger and somewhat stronger doesnt mean that they can be picked on. Oh dist my family again and you will find that you wont get away with just me yelling at you. You are lucky that Shahid stood up for you. Hope you are not such an asshole the next time I meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satya: Ah, a fellow Nobelian. I seriously dont know you well cause you just joined 206 this year and I dont hang around you. From what I know, you are a pretty nice person. Stay that way and dont let people like Sourav dominate you. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ananya: You used to be my default project mate back in year 1... Untill I got fed up with your ego and your inability to accpet that you are in the wrong. I mean, must you win every arguement? Even if its about which is better, Mac or Microsoft? At any rate, you are actually a nice person, just abit block headed. If you became a little bit more open minded, maybe you wouldnt always end up with assholes like Sourav for project work. Hope you get into a class without Sourav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess Im done with everyone.... Oh wait, I forgot one more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer: Ah, you fat bastard, we meet again. I think we are seeing each other too often. You shouldnt be critisizing so many people when you aint much better yourself. Also you should stop leeching off people and learn to be more resourceful. Oh and work out more, chin ups next year could kill you. I think I will be seeing you alot from now on. Well, what are you waiting for? Go back to playing already, its the holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6535744692593618713?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6535744692593618713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6535744692593618713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/11/dedications-oo.html' title='Dedications o.O'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3737720666724523858</id><published>2008-09-01T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:04:29.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAYNE NUB WAHAHA</title><content type='html'>Okay, I hate people who like to make themselves look good and lie about their weaknesses. BlazeLegend is one of them. Some SSes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us Losing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk3/GA_BlazeLegend/GA_20080901_0814_44_706.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us Winning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg113/exadoom/64becdfd.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously la... You wanna post on forums at least show everything. Its just a game. No need to hide the fact you lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna flame me? Call 1800-NO-BALLS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3737720666724523858?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3737720666724523858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3737720666724523858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/09/wayne-nub-wahaha.html' title='WAYNE NUB WAHAHA'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4737610781245596901</id><published>2008-08-31T10:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:56:50.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUFFINZ</title><content type='html'>I HAVE REMADE MY BLOG LOLOLOL. Sucks that the previous skin cant display YouTube vids properly. I think this can. Shall post smthing random latr. Oh and I think I kana a quiz from Praveer... Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;Praveer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him is?&lt;br /&gt;Close relationship... Very close... *cough**pedosmile**cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Idiot, Skillz, Random, Sexy and Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Grope me during assembly &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;"DONT TAKE MY CHIPS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;Hump alot of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;He needs to be more retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Hump more tress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;He groped me in assembly again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is?&lt;br /&gt;Grab his shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;CROP CIRCLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Natural housebreaker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Im nice to almost everyone... Almost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the character you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Im also evil to everyone. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Norris. If thats taken, Micheal Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;Oi. Remember to buy my tacos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you.They are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Andrew&lt;br /&gt;2. Chester&lt;br /&gt;3. Dillen&lt;br /&gt;4. Praveer&lt;br /&gt;5. Shahid&lt;br /&gt;6. Zikri&lt;br /&gt;7. Wayne&lt;br /&gt;8. Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;9. Micheal Jackson&lt;br /&gt;10. YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no. 6 having relationship with? [Zikri]&lt;br /&gt;Err... Ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female? [MJ]&lt;br /&gt;Now thats difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If number 7. and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? [Wayne and You]&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, you are screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about? [Chester]&lt;br /&gt;How to Beat Up Praveer, FOR DUMMIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? [Dillen]&lt;br /&gt;Hm. A few hours ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no. 8 like? [Chuck Norris]&lt;br /&gt;The Chucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings? [Andrew]&lt;br /&gt;Yea. I like his brother, damn cute *pedosmile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3? [Dillen]&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT I WANT MJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about number 7? [Wayne]&lt;br /&gt;Can I have MJ please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 4 single? [Praveer]&lt;br /&gt;Already pregnant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5? [Shahid]&lt;br /&gt;Err... Hussien?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of no.10? [You]&lt;br /&gt;Giving me tacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no.5 and 9 get along well? [Shahid and MJ]&lt;br /&gt;Dude, one and the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at? [Chester]&lt;br /&gt;LFP University. (Lets **** Praveer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Say something casually about no.1? [Andrew]&lt;br /&gt;WEEE WEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no.6? [Zikri]&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Taken. But hey, nice shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no.9 live at? [MJ]&lt;br /&gt;PlayPedo Mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does no.4 like? [Praveer]&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Chuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no.5 and 1 best friends? [Andrew and Shahid]&lt;br /&gt;BDSM mates lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? [Wayne]&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is no.6 doing now? [Zikri]&lt;br /&gt;MSNing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4737610781245596901?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4737610781245596901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4737610781245596901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/08/muffinz.html' title='MUFFINZ'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7587940967490705937</id><published>2008-08-08T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:46:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nini Haha</title><content type='html'>Wee. Dark Knight pwnz your ball. Yup. Thats all i have to say. Oh and Shahid? Egg. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="297" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9wNAkBvl-Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9wNAkBvl-Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7587940967490705937?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7587940967490705937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7587940967490705937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/08/nini-haha.html' title='Nini Haha'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2838347214780613578</id><published>2008-08-07T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:35:08.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK</title><content type='html'>Guess what? IM BACK FOR MORE BLOGGING. Thnks to Shahid. So say hello to my zombified blog. Cheers ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2838347214780613578?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2838347214780613578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2838347214780613578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back.html' title='IM BACK'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1507717455902888399</id><published>2008-03-31T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:50:17.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Fields, Casualties and Netballs.</title><content type='html'>First thing first. The playing field in the dry lab. Should never had stepped on the sides of it. Of all days, I have to break it on the day a guest was visiting the robotics club. I am really really sorry for the inconvenience caused. Though I can say that it was somewhat lucky that a quick temporary repair could be made. Sad to say, the wood has already broke and splintered and the wood structure would not be so strong anymore. This message is directed to the robotics club and everybody involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the second message. This is directed to Aisyah. I am real sorry bout the netball court accident today. Guess I was too engrossed in playing that I forgot about looking out for people around me. Sorry for the fact that you have to endure pain cause of my ignorance and even had to go to hospital. Even though appearantly it was a superfacial wound, it gotta hurt like siao. Hope that you would get well soon. And I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Back to doing FPS &gt;.&gt; *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1507717455902888399?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1507717455902888399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1507717455902888399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/03/playing-fields-casualties-and-netballs.html' title='Playing Fields, Casualties and Netballs.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7750637008902602532</id><published>2008-03-17T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:59:23.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawns?</title><content type='html'>===Relavant===&lt;br /&gt;Going to dao blogger for a while. A few tests coming up and I need to study. Intend to EARN a psp from my parents. Will be not posting my blog link. If you all see it again, it means that its up and running again.&lt;br /&gt;===Relavant===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Irrelavant===&lt;br /&gt;Right. The Bali trip was great. Just that whatever happened after that with pops wasnt that great. If you are reading this, just to tell you that I'm sry. I didnt mean to rant at you before dinner/after my nap. I was just darn tired after the flight. And if you could, return me my memory card. I need it. Its not yours anyway. You can keep the phone for all I care. The original memory card can go back to you. And at any rate, thanks for the new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;===Irrelavant===&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7750637008902602532?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7750637008902602532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7750637008902602532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/03/yawns.html' title='Yawns?'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1960434936915034597</id><published>2008-03-09T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:19:04.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Financial Crisis - The Banks</title><content type='html'>Ahh! Going broke. Okay fine. Not exactly going broke. I have more than enough cash to buy lunch and the things I need. Its just that I want a PSP. And I want it bad. =( Getting darn boring nowadays. Zzz. Found that I need $400++ to buy a PSP plus the things I would need. Things like *ahem* USB cable *ahem*, plastic case, mem card etc. Only saved $60 so far... thats 15%... And now I only have 30 bucks in my wallet and 180 in bank. Not willing to touch whatever tat is in the piggy bank. Gah. Will have to starve myself. After all, no pain, no gain right? Plus can lose weight &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, I most likely will be going to Bali. Envy me. Hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1960434936915034597?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1960434936915034597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1960434936915034597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/03/financial-crisis-banks.html' title='Financial Crisis - The Banks'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2409858715843404935</id><published>2008-03-07T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:51:00.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LG - Life's Good. Mostly good anyway.</title><content type='html'>Zzz. Daoing blogger this few days. Why? Busy preparing for tests. Thought most of the time went to procrastination &gt;.&gt; *guilt* *guilt* Today's aero-modelling was okay I guess. Appearantly 80% of the sets got stuck at customs. Zzz. Must wait till school reopen then can get. Pity YK though. He is sharing his set with us and I think we are screwing it up. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English test was okay I guess. 'Cept that my essay might &lt;i&gt;li ti&lt;/i&gt;. Zzz. Summary was easy. Just crap some stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe I keep losing in yugioh. Shouldnt have added so many interdependent card. Always kanna dead cards. Need to redo over weekends. Plus I also need to buy teh six samurais from wayne and finish up my new deck. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and pie. Cause pie is always relevant. *munch*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2409858715843404935?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2409858715843404935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2409858715843404935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/03/lg-lifes-good-mostly-good-anyway.html' title='LG - Life&apos;s Good. Mostly good anyway.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8779874872089051113</id><published>2008-02-29T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:16:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee</title><content type='html'>Horale. Going to the movies with some people (lazy to name) tmr. Envy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8779874872089051113?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8779874872089051113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8779874872089051113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/weee.html' title='Weee'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4921271550838324278</id><published>2008-02-26T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:43:30.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawr || What If - Simple Plan</title><content type='html'>Today ended early. Ended up going for lunch with Jun and Daniel. Those two darn weird can, keep flaming each other. Wont be surprise if they kill each other one of these days. So, yada yada, went to KFC, had lunch. Jun wouldnt eat though. Must be broke from buying cash cards. Half way through lunch, Huang called about going library. What the hell. Huang Ching and library just dont match 0.0 (It was appearant that he pon CCA and camped at library before going home. Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah. Met hunag at the library. Camp at 4th floor. Yada yada. Alot of crap being shared. Played cards. Pwned Jun and Huang on all counts. Partly because they not familar with my deck (yea, we play half decks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. Duno what to blog bout today. So I shall learn from Kenneth, post lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What If - Simple Plan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I lead the way&lt;br /&gt;What if I make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;What if I change the world&lt;br /&gt;What if I take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember going back to the place we used to lay&lt;br /&gt;But I keep losing track&lt;br /&gt;Another days, they all turn black&lt;br /&gt;And our dreams all start to fade&lt;br /&gt;But there's no turning back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the world keeps turning&lt;br /&gt;And my heart's still burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;What if I change the world&lt;br /&gt;If I lead the way&lt;br /&gt;What if I be the one who takes the blame&lt;br /&gt;What if I can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;What if I graduate&lt;br /&gt;What if I don't&lt;br /&gt;What if I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was slowly, giving up&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps losing faith&lt;br /&gt;And you still turn your back&lt;br /&gt;Another path I follow takes a tool on me, on you&lt;br /&gt;But there's no turning back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the world keeps turning&lt;br /&gt;And my heart's still burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;For you to call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I lead the way&lt;br /&gt;What if I graduate&lt;br /&gt;What if I change the world&lt;br /&gt;Would you still remember me?&lt;br /&gt;What if I lead the way&lt;br /&gt;What if I graduate&lt;br /&gt;What if I change the world&lt;br /&gt;And I found the words to tell you right to me (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;For you to call me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4921271550838324278?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4921271550838324278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4921271550838324278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/rawr-what-if-simple-plan.html' title='Rawr || What If - Simple Plan'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3513989436836264935</id><published>2008-02-25T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:41:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slackerz</title><content type='html'>"I hate mondays." - Garfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that quote true. Took me darn long to wake up this morning. Spent too long last night playing pokemon on my phone. Shucks. I am spending too much time gaming. Must cut down. Right. History was somewhat boring. Shahid looks bored sitting next to me. Can imagine how much more boring History can become if Ms Chua aint teaching us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah. 2.25 hr break. Sadly, didnt get to play Jamos' laptop. It went for repair. Not surprised though. At the rate he and Sourav are going. Ended up watching all the "How Tos" vids. Darn random. Spinning nerd clap. &gt;.&gt; Ended up playing pokemon (again) with my charger on. Zzz. Must control myself &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry. Boring. As usual. Can guess why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch... Soccer! Wee. Rusty liao. Quite a few days never play. Keep playing Jamos' laptop. Gah. The team set up was quite screwed in the beginning. The other team had shahid, dillen, zik, yuki and nicholas. We had yours truely, andrew, yu jia, charles, wei han, vivek and siong. Ouch. (Even though joel joined as later.) Played okay I guess, 1-1. Diao. The other team could let shahid and dillen slack at teh goal post. Gah. Must remember to stop any how ramming people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Just finished my math hw. Going off to read finish whatever is left of Lord of The Flies. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Announcement***&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer closing down my blog, aint that so cool? Right. Laming.&lt;br /&gt;***Announcement***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3513989436836264935?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3513989436836264935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3513989436836264935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/slackerz.html' title='Slackerz'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4307248656228060661</id><published>2008-02-24T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:32:51.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Post.</title><content type='html'>Rawr. I want to build the plan for aero modelling already. Stupid teacher keep drilling us on the rules and theory. Zzz. Though I DO like the sims. Must get a copy from wayne. CCA. Slacked. Shucks. Should stop doing that. Better do work proper next week. Blah blah blah. Debrief. Blah blah blah. Crap in canteen. Oh and here is an extract of a convo in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Omg. Nicky can cook?! Jia kei wo ba.&lt;br /&gt;Shahid: ???&lt;br /&gt;Yu Jia: You know what does Jia kei wo means?&lt;br /&gt;Shahid: No idea. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Yu Jia: It means will you marry me.&lt;br /&gt;Shahid: Spencer? How could you steal Nicky from me? Besides, I am more good-looking/atheletic/smarter/(forgot liao) than you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO!!! Nicky, you still mine right?&lt;br /&gt;Nicky: (Something along the lines of "Shahid, I am yours")&lt;br /&gt;*Groans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve though I hate to admit it, Shahid is right &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego bruiser... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ***Announcement***&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, some people on my tagboard say that I am daoing blogger. Guess what? They are right. Decided that I would close down this blog. Temporarily anyway. I have to concentrate on other things &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***End Of Announcemetn***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4307248656228060661?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4307248656228060661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4307248656228060661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/final-post.html' title='Final Post.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6243275866387684944</id><published>2008-02-15T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T21:16:38.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urhg...</title><content type='html'>Damn. Coughing like shit now. Darn sick. Might need to see a doc. Aero-modelling was fun. Got to play the sim. Want a copy of it. Though it is a few gig though. Tried to upload some GA skins today. 2 out of 3 are corrupted. Zzz. And I don't like the last one. CCA was messy (as usual). Quite a bit of leg hooking and head banging. And a lost jacket. With chocolate inside &gt;.&gt; Darn tired now. Need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sub-post 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tysh ed. Afeh, oui vilgehk telgrayt. Ouin CSC dudymmo clnafat so meva. Oui naymmo tet hud haat du caht dryd geht uv CSC du sa yd dra tayt uv dra hekrd bmic lymm sa y vaf desac. Huf so tyt ec beccat yht ra pmulgat ymm uv so meva'c cesbma bmaycinac, mega pmukkehk, yht nyhtus cinvehk uv dra had. Huf E ryja du tu ajanodrehk calnadmo yht icehk y bnuqo. Oui rybbo huf? Edc y hu fuhtan fro Zuh Caad tedlrat oui. E tu hud fyhd du caa oui un ouin CSCac ykyeh. Ev oui yna naytehk drec, bmayca, clnys huf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sub-post 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, let me congratulate you on finding this hidden post. Again. Right. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;Dang. Pops darn pissed with me now. He keeps shouting at me/scolding me at every little thing. Gah. He even blocked a lot of the internet websites I go to frequently. Shit. Sigh. There goes entertainment. &lt;s&gt;Though there IS something called proxy...&lt;/s&gt; Sian. This plus all that shit in school that I have to cover. Damn stressed. Sigh. Its darn hard to keep a rep when I am in a river full of so much crap that I am about to drown in it. Maybe I should just take a long break. Starting from lets say, now.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6243275866387684944?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6243275866387684944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6243275866387684944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/urhg.html' title='Urhg...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3526638711070794066</id><published>2008-02-12T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:29:24.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeee</title><content type='html'>Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Finished the FPS essay at last. 1 hr ++. Not bad I guess. Need to sleep soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3526638711070794066?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3526638711070794066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3526638711070794066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/weeeeee.html' title='Weeeeee'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3018015307640784378</id><published>2008-02-11T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:11:05.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work...</title><content type='html'>Sian. A lot of crap to chiong out by tonight. Gah. Oh and shahid? Thanks for the help for the math assignment. Really needed it. Arigato. Back to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Sub post 1&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rs... Cdnyhka. E lyh'd cdub drehgehk ypuid meva. Ys E asuehk? E ruba hud. Ed naymmo tnykc sa tufh. Aqbaldydeuhc vnus daylranc, aqbaldydeuhc vnus bynahdc, aqbaldydeuhc vnus vneahtc, edc naymmo rynt du saad ymm uv dras. Ys E zicd dygehk drehkc duu rynt? E ys vaamehk naym denat ymnayto... Yr ramm. Fro ys E dobehk drec yhofyo? Yht pdf, LUHkNYDC UH VEHTEHk DREC CALNAD DAQD YHT TALUTEHk!! Mum.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3018015307640784378?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3018015307640784378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3018015307640784378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/work.html' title='Work...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2354213035923631806</id><published>2008-02-10T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:23:33.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*burp*</title><content type='html'>Drats. Can feel myself getting rounder. Result of too many snacks over CNY celebrations. Zzz. Need to go work out. Maybe I should go play soccer more often. Ah heck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2354213035923631806?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2354213035923631806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2354213035923631806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/burp.html' title='*burp*'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5960720365893072369</id><published>2008-02-08T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T11:18:24.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robokinesis Pt.2 / CNY</title><content type='html'>***START OF CNY EVE***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;School, 0715&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horale, the robotics booth did darn well! Sold out all the cookies =) The Twisties also sold out fast too. The games part of the booth did quite well I guess. So many people crowding around it. So much tat to spot WR or Cheryl, you have to use dents in the crowd as reference. &gt;.&gt; Made around $150... Minus $30... Thats a profit of $120 or around 400%... Darn nice sia. The prizes for the games were somewhat random, 32 in 1 Pokemon CD... A LQ mp3... A few stuffy toys. Diaos. Had to do a clearance sale at the end, sold the mp3 to Ms/Mrs Dong. Said that she will come after me if it does not work. Pressure... Right. So finish off selling, pack up, play with ping pong balls, do bio prac, fight over Nicky, blah blah blah, doodle on board, and we are off to KFC with a party of me, Nicky, Dong Xing, Shahid, Cheryl and Wei Ren. With Nicky treating. (Even though it was with vouchers, it was the thought tat counts. Remind me to treat you lunch on of these days, Nicky.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Clementi Central, 1200~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the KFC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long queue... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long wait for Bandito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of crapping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of chin "flicking"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of squeezing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, a lot of munching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Clementi Central, 1235&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, after lunch was over, had to find the NHPS ppl. Appearantly they have already visited NHPS and were at the Pizza Hut at Clementi. The Pizza Hut must be new, could not find it untill Daniel manually directed me to it. Found them in the 2nd floor of the Big Bookshop bulding, about to enter the lift. In the end, went to eat Macs instead. Sian. Ate with the robotics ppl liao. Ended up drinking coke only. (looks like soph dropped her chocolate sundae on the floor. sad.) Blah blah blah, some left, namely Maybelle, XH, Jethro, Nick, Huang Ching and Delvin (the 3 of them went to Huang's house to play). Right. After lunch, nothing to do, so we went to crash Huang Ching's house. After all, its darn near... Huang's about to get ~10 uninvited guests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Huang Chings House, 1315&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huang wasnt too happy to see us. But then again, teh more the merrier. Tee hee. His house damn nice lah... I want &gt;.&gt; (yea, can abort plans of stealing Jamos' and Cheryl's house). Have swimming pool, a nice car, big house, nice layout. Shiok sia. Played 3 against 2 badminton. (Only had 5 rackets) Damn messy. 3 shuttlecocks flew over to the neighbour's house. Nick had to fish them up using a net. Diaos. After, badminton, feet feeling darn hot. Dipped it into the swimming pool. Not just me though, Delvin, Eugene and err, cant rmb too. Think the girls did so too cause we could see the skirts and shirts o.o on the sofa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home, 1620&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home. Changed into home clothes, slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gran's house, 1730&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee, Reunion dinner. Too much dishes liao. Had to skip rice. The wine chicken was great. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pop's Moms' house&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearantly grans thought that today was CNY, she actually cooked curry and fried bee hoon. Had to bring those home for breakfast tmr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Today was fun. Here are the credits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robokinesis, for making the booth fun and successful&lt;br /&gt;Shahid, for tagging along for lunch and making it somewhat merrier&lt;br /&gt;NHPS, for the gathering&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, for letting me play Daxter and Loco Roco on his PSP&lt;br /&gt;Huang Ching, for lending us his house&lt;br /&gt;Myself, for making myself enjoy today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***END OF CNY EVE***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5960720365893072369?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5960720365893072369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5960720365893072369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/robokinesis-pt2-cny.html' title='Robokinesis Pt.2 / CNY'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8734311645804102364</id><published>2008-02-06T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:17:05.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies!</title><content type='html'>Horale, finally finished making the cookies. Took me 2hrs++. Darn tired now. May post the pic tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8734311645804102364?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8734311645804102364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8734311645804102364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/cookies.html' title='Cookies!'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6654484771057053792</id><published>2008-02-03T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:05:15.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End</title><content type='html'>End of weekends nearing. Finished my homework. Thats new. Phone working finely. After I cleared the SIM memory. Must be to many messages there. Just dled Black Album by Jay-Z. Old. I know. But its great anyway. Nicky and Kenneth hugging kissing on msn again. Dunno why I am added to the convo. GO CARE BEARS. Right. Random. Feeling darn lethargic... Turning in early. Buh byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6654484771057053792?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6654484771057053792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6654484771057053792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/end.html' title='End'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7463280019680372825</id><published>2008-02-02T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:54:41.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoney Phone</title><content type='html'>Right. My phone keeps saying "Call not allowed" or "Message sending failed" after being turned on for an hour or so. Always have to restart it to call or sms when I get this message. So I have decided to try a little experiment since I suspect that my SIM card is the one having probs. So I changed my SIM card with my other phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***One Hour Later***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Crow Flies By...***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one hour of switching SIM cards, my normal phone can call and sms as usual. So must be my usual SIM card have prob. But strange thing is, the usual SIM card works fine with my other phone (yea, I have 2 phones. 3 in fact.) Must be the usual SIM card 8 Characters clash with my 6288. Zzz. Gonna change it soon. Dont think need to change number. Heng ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7463280019680372825?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7463280019680372825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7463280019680372825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/phoney-phone.html' title='Phoney Phone'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2669481874452298618</id><published>2008-02-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:38:22.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robokinesis Act 1-1 !</title><content type='html'>Right, nothing to say bout lessons today so I shall fast foward to the time before CCA... Andrew, being the kind soul, sold me his DM deck and threw in a tutorial =) Time to start playing. Now to start of CCA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begun early, at the library. Once everybody got there, things started getting messy. There were a lot of "suggestions" for the prizes for the CNY booth games thingy. Chicken dance, free show of Ivan/Nicky + Cheryl doing -ahem. A suction kiss from Mona, a ticket to a movie screening for "One Night In Paris". In other words, a lot of crap la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved out of the library a few minutres before CCA starts. Stoned at outside the music room. Looks like we emoing or something &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA starts, blah blah blah, breifing briefing briefing, chat chat chat, crap crap crap, and the plans were somewhat perfected. Diaos. Here are some random stuff that happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Marcus decided to try and scare everybody with his new lego claw. DIAOS&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicky registered DX's fingerprint into his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;3. Daniel (NH's one, not the one from 202) decided to meet up. Just when I was having CCA. =.=&lt;br /&gt;4. James Kok tries to terrorise the year 1 into submission. Failed miserably&lt;br /&gt;5. I got sai kanged to do design for the notice board. Winston's idea &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wei Ren plays Jumper&lt;br /&gt;7. Nicky and Cheryl emos&lt;br /&gt;8. I ate crackers in the dry lab.&lt;br /&gt;9. Jean's group's robot crashes into Cheryl, most likely beyond repair. (maybe not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah. End of CCA. Stay back, buy banana peach ice. Became officially broke. Not a single cent in pocket. Waited at bus stop with the whole group of us, minus WR and plus Yu Han. Found a ten cent coin. HORALE! I AM TEN CENT RICHER! Right. There was a LOT of pushing. Your guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got off at commonwealth mrt, took train with cheryl back to JE while the rest took the other way. Yawns. Could have been at Clementi MRT station 0.5 hrs ago if I took they normal way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIZZA FER DINNER! Darn nice. Sad that pops could not make it. He had company dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of day. Stone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2669481874452298618?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2669481874452298618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2669481874452298618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/02/robokinesis-act-1-1.html' title='Robokinesis Act 1-1 !'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8759629409783079012</id><published>2008-01-31T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:47:13.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawns</title><content type='html'>Feeling lethargic. Should not have slept in the evening. Gah. At least I can slack now, finished the darned english essay. Exactly 1k words. Ms Lam is so gonna eat me alive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8759629409783079012?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8759629409783079012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8759629409783079012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/yawns_31.html' title='Yawns'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3777361275266500380</id><published>2008-01-31T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T15:37:25.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking apart the pipesqueak</title><content type='html'>Mouse dissection for bio today. Nasty. The mouse was cold and clammy... *shudder* Not for long anyway. The teacher's demo was darn perfect, compared to ours that is. Actually wanted to eat kebab after lesson but didnt feel like it. (who would after taking apart a mouse?) The dissection tat we had to do ourselves was pretty nasty. First of all, pin the mouse down at the armpits. Secondly, we cut an "I" out of the mouse and pull of the skin. Then, use the pins to pin the skin down. The mouse looked like a flying squirrel at that stage. Diaos. Next, cut the membrane surrounding the organs. Think I pierced the liver/heart. There was a little blood. Ah wells. Wasnt that messy anyway. The mouse we got was somewhat fat (reminds you of anyone?). Had to remove a shit load of adipose tissue. We accidentally cut off the bladder. Cant blame us, the bladder was white, like the fats. Bleah. The mouse stank like siao after the dissection. &gt;.&gt; Timothy decided to not just want to look at the reproductive organs but he also want to see how the brain works. DIAOS. He pulled off the face and was trying to crack open the skull when the teacher stopped him. Sadist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer. Think I played terribly. Tried 2-legged slidings again T.T Shall play more defence next time. And I also have to work on fitness. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3777361275266500380?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3777361275266500380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3777361275266500380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/taking-apart-pipesqueak.html' title='Taking apart the pipesqueak'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8365829983221023468</id><published>2008-01-30T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:45:33.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IP day</title><content type='html'>Today was boring. First thing in the morning, lantern making. We were divided into pairs and had to further pair up with a pair of year 1s. Great. One of the year 1 was MIA. So it was me, Lester and some guy could Ghee Seng (sry bout the spelling XD). Me, a art idiot and Lester, a phone-playing airhead paired up with a year one. Aint that nice. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah. Staple staple staple. Chipmunk songs, TAAR songs, crap crap crap. And the lantern was done. Looks like a basket to me. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPS was okay I guess. The skit was somewhat unimaginative but hey, it worked. Though I really liked AMC's skateboard. Even though it was somewhat small. Gonna get one when I have the cash. Really liked 201's, 202's and 204's. Mutated killer starfishes. Lawls. Sex-a-tron. Wtf. 204's references to -ahem ahem. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back to watch the soccer match. Was 2-0 before I left. NUSH had a match with another sch a few days ago. Lost 0-8. Goalie sleeping sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the eng essay to do. Really lazy plus have no idea to write about. Think. Think. Think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8365829983221023468?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8365829983221023468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8365829983221023468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/ip-day.html' title='IP day'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4872234905010912835</id><published>2008-01-28T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:54:40.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawns</title><content type='html'>Right. Why do so many people I know emo nowaday? Being emo only drags you down. Especially in this school. It gives other losers a chance to climb on top of your head. Tch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the English compo. Neglection. What a crappy title. I prefer the comics one. So much simpler to write. Managed to complete all the HW in time for today. Had to chiong Chinese. Made it. Barely. Haha. I am a tyco guy. Chem prac test today. Did okay I guess. The titration was simple. Just spam the indicator so that the colour change from just one drop is clear and dramatic. Got around 24.X~ (ahem ahem. People from other year 2 classes? Take note.) Also had math quiz today, darn simple. Cones and prism. Easy chessy. There was this part that I had to find cube root of somethin. *hint hint* Timothy's messing with the GC made me rmb the method. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to change my deck liaos. Too straight foward. Need to remove the high level cards. Too darn hard to summon. Also need to increse deck capacity. Too little cards. Always run out. Hmm~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4872234905010912835?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4872234905010912835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4872234905010912835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/yawns.html' title='Yawns'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1406727235259740874</id><published>2008-01-27T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:08:09.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala~</title><content type='html'>Right. DLed Slipknot. Turned out not to be in mp3 format. Screw it. Going to change blogskin soon. Giving myself till Thursday. Still have 2 sui bi to do. Lazy sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1406727235259740874?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1406727235259740874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1406727235259740874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/lala.html' title='lala~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2713483346774992013</id><published>2008-01-26T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:12:02.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wtf....</title><content type='html'>Right. Pops unblocked my com access. Chao wuliao can. Only for a day or so. Diaos. And the pass was darn lame: "spencer" could have guessed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2713483346774992013?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2713483346774992013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2713483346774992013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/wtf.html' title='Wtf....'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8785836961614502388</id><published>2008-01-24T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:47:38.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Status: Static</title><content type='html'>Right. Pops has blocked my com access. Just because I was attempting to download Jumper. Its not as if the game is illegal. Wonder whats up with his opinion with gaming. Anyway, I am blogging from school (bless you jamos) and I dont think i will get much chances to update this blog. So I am declaring this blog static... For now. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8785836961614502388?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8785836961614502388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8785836961614502388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/official-status-static.html' title='Official Status: Static'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5620535491221268937</id><published>2008-01-23T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:59:17.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Axis Day...</title><content type='html'>Got to sch later than usual. Must have taken own sweet time to reach school. Appearantly Daniel and Wenbo are play RS. Lol. Matthew also. They both suck like shit. Wenbo level 70+ almost 80 sia... Feel pathetic. Only level 73. Hell. Dont have the skill nor resources to beat him. Who cares anyway. I dont play RS any more. Though it IS amusing to hear how matthew and daniel kanna pwn. Sadist &gt;.&gt; House meeting was boring. Ended up playing Tokyo Drift, Worms, X-Men and 3-D rally on my phone. Played 1v1 against lester. Both of us lagged and kept crashing into trees and stuff. Zik's and Shahid's leg (plus a few bags) were in the way of the connection. Diao. Plus Wayne kept spamming us. (Zik and Shahid included.) Spammed him back. His phone must be god like, spam liao never lag, plus still can spam back. Against me and lester somemore. Plus still have enough processing power to spam shahid and zik. Dang. Tried smsing for reinforcements. Looks like they never arrived. Gah. Went to the netball court latr. Supposed to play net ball. Ended up stoning around. Proceeded to 106. They looked somewhat nerd. No offence. Polar bear was fun but somewhat cheaty. We kept using our phone's screen to "see" who are the polar bears. Diao. Didnt get to play whacko. Not enough time. Just when i was looking foward to playing it. Axis was boring. Watched Jamos attempt to play Jumper and N. In front of teachers somemore. Lawls. Played soccer during lunch. Think I played crappyly. Bleah. My Axis presentation was screwed. Spoke too soft and too fast. What to expect... completed it during break sia.... Next time must do earlier. Guess that concludes the day. Looking foward to tmr. BIOLOGY. Haha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5620535491221268937?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5620535491221268937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5620535491221268937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/axis-day.html' title='Axis Day...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-9094067961124031917</id><published>2008-01-22T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:59:09.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engrish Paragraph Compo</title><content type='html'>***Read Me First***&lt;br /&gt;Had English today. Was supposed to write a paragraph for either one fo these topics "Dirtiest Toilet I Have Ever Seen" or "A Kind Deed I Did/Witnessed" I guess I went overboard and wrote one whole essay... Here is it.&lt;br /&gt;***Read Me First***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was on a bus towards KL. It must have been the shady dealer's tapir balls satay; I needed to shit. Once hte coach reached a resting stop, I rushed into the loo immediately. I instantly regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  First of all, my nose had a sensory overload. God, the toilet stank. You know how a bus full of sweating soccer dudes smells during a hot afternoon? That was how it smelt. "Chocolate cakes", "jasmine tea", used condoms and unwanted undergarments littered the floor. There were both male and female undergarments. The toilet was in a dyfunct state, pipes leaking their unsanitory contents, cracked toilet bowls, grime-covered mirros, you name it, you find it. I can even swear that there were algae growing in the stagnant waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Ah dang," I thought, "Just my luck. Why this toilet of all places?" With no other choices, I entered teh cleanest looking cubicle in this toilet. It was bad. Real bad. The lock and hinges for the door had lichen and rust all over it. Worse still, the handle was coated with come kind of white, sticky substance. I refrained myself from wondering what it was. Appearantly, it was man-made. Soon, my fears were accertained of why that substance was in the toilet. I stepped on a recently used condom and slipped. Yes, it was slippery. And I meant the condom. It was also coated with the substance I found on the handle. Dang. I just touched some guy's spendings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  With my bowels urging me on, I reluctantly sat on the sticky toilet bowl. It felt surprisingly cool. I went about trying to force whatever was in my system out. Meanwhile, my eyes had a rather undesirable tour of the cubicle. Half-rotten satay sticks, dead rats and used toilet paper (with whatever taht it was used for stuck to it). After what seems like eternity, I finally finished my "business". "Thats strange, what happened to the usual 'Kaploosh' sound?" I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I stood up as the horrible fact struck me. I turned around and stared at the toilet bowl. It was full to the brim with whatever the past users dumped in it. There was even dead flies stuck in it. I had been sitting of shit the whole time. Shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I spent the next five minutes cleaning my butt with the low-quality toilet paper provided. At least it was clean. Being the considerate person I am, I flushed the toilet. Only to regret it a few seconds later. The toilet bowl rumbled and shook. Algae infested water started to fill the toilet bowl. Very soon, the water pressure built up. Suddenly, the contents of the toilet bowl flew everywhere. The toilet bowl literally exploded. And I was caught in the midst of flying shit. Then I thought, "Fountain!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So my trip to the toilet left me stinking like the toilet itself and even better, the bus left without me! What a great holiday to KL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-9094067961124031917?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/9094067961124031917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/9094067961124031917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/engrish-paragraph-compo.html' title='Engrish &lt;s&gt;Paragraph&lt;/s&gt; Compo'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6431116625586983362</id><published>2008-01-20T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:10:53.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sgfszhgsrtyjy</title><content type='html'>Just finished DLing Songs About Girls by will.i.am (cheryl you jinx =.= you made me dc) Just need to import it to my phone. Prav showed me this program to edit music. Can make Alvin and The Chipmunks style music. Made Inconsolable and Smack That sound darn gay/feminine. Diao. Moving it to phone too. Also importing a few new midi files for the flying finger game. WR being weird again. Gah. Shall sleep soon. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6431116625586983362?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6431116625586983362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6431116625586983362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/sgfszhgsrtyjy.html' title='sgfszhgsrtyjy'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-9043525582653957414</id><published>2008-01-19T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:32:45.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walk to Charity Pt.1</title><content type='html'>Today was fun. A day without the "other" people, ie. Tim and Sourav. (not talking bout you all, Shahid and Wayne.) I arrived at the West Coast CC at 8am. Too early. Should have slept more. Should have walked instead of taking a bus; it was way within walking distance. While waiting around, I loitered at the Ginza area, Comics Realm (not opened at that time.), 7-11 (OPEN!), Coffee shops, etc. After a long while of can-doing with some 205 guys, Andrew FINALLY arrived. Chit-chat, blah blah blah, walk around in circles, and then suddenly, the people in the CC suddenly grew, with Ms Chua leading the way. We split into our teams, here is the line up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Team 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Chester&lt;br /&gt;Dillen&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Praveer&lt;br /&gt;Zik&lt;br /&gt;Hui Wen&lt;br /&gt;Joanne&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Tricia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Team 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ren&lt;br /&gt;Jamos&lt;br /&gt;Timothy&lt;br /&gt;Sourav&lt;br /&gt;Lester&lt;br /&gt;Hilda&lt;br /&gt;Gaya&lt;br /&gt;Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Team were accompanied by 3 ladies: Shu Hui (Appearantly, she is Dillen's 2nd cousin) and 2 other ladies. We were furthur split into groups of four when we were collecting the goods, Me and Andrew paired up with the two &lt;s&gt;beautiful&lt;/s&gt; ladies. The rest of the day was fraught with cramped lifts, lots of stairwells, squeezing into chairs and &lt;i&gt;tau poks&lt;/i&gt;. Me and Andrew got to slack. There were 3 groups of us and we got the lower section, ie the first 4 floors. That includes the ground floor. Which makes that 3. Hahas. Somehow or another, Tricia and Joanne always manage to finish early. Lucky. At the end, while everybody was stoning, I had to go with Shu Hui to some auntie's house to collect a few things. Few indeed. There was this huge ass radio player that hippies walk around with, a pair of stereo systems and a lot of clothes and newspaper. Diao. I feel like a hippy, walking around with that radio. Must be some form of punishment for slacking one floor off. Here are some interesting things we got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A repairable cassette player&lt;br /&gt;A fan&lt;br /&gt;A Eeoh plushie (from Winnie the Pooh)&lt;br /&gt;A Karoke set&lt;br /&gt;A LCD flat screen (0.0)&lt;br /&gt;A whole working computer set (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lunch was okay I guess, not much of a Nasi Lemak though. Fried rice plus chilli plus chicken wings. Anyways, blah blah blah, we got back to the CC. Appearantly Hilda's team finished early, which was surprising, considering them having Tim and Sourav. Report. Not much of a debrief, hang around (btw, expect a lil renveng for poking me, cheryl &gt;.&gt; ) , rush to the no-gst shop, rush back, rush to Central just to meet WR, Tricia, YS, Joanne, Ting Ting and... (eh oh, whos that?) Got there a bit late though. They were already eating dessert. Couldnt finish mine. WR ate the rest of it. Diao. Chit chat, talk sick, crap crap, laugh laugh. Diao. WR was quite irritating though, he kept using that rolled up piece of paper to blow air into my ears. Gay. (according to Tricia, only couples do that 0.0 ). Blah blah blah. We made our way to the MRT. WR was still blowing into my ear. =.= I got darn irritated. Here is an extract of a convo on the way to the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YS: Dont test his patience.&lt;br /&gt;WR: Really? I should test it then.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Listen to the man. I dare you to though.&lt;br /&gt;YS: Oh, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Just got back home. Now feet hurts, my arms ache, and I am darn tired. But it was a day well spent I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-9043525582653957414?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/9043525582653957414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/9043525582653957414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/walk-to-charity-pt1.html' title='The Walk to Charity Pt.1'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8099866066799939335</id><published>2008-01-18T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:52:36.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fling Flang Flick Fliak SPLAT</title><content type='html'>History was boring. Wonder why I took it in the first place. Played against andrew, kanna 2-1. Sian. His deck damn gay lar, Guardian Sphinx keep returning my monsters plus all that compulsory evacuation devices. Siao. Didnt get to play soccer today, appearantly somebody locked the ball in the storeroom. Diao @.@ Went to the phone shop with WR during the free period (opps, not supposed to anyway). Paid for my phone repairs. $105. Whew. And i get to keep my spoilt LCD screen. Stopped by 7-11. WR bought a super big gulp. he couldnt finish it. sad. he ended up rushing to the loo once we got back to sch. lols (buy a gulp next time. its more than enough. hahas) Robotics was plain messy. The year ones not enthu one. Bleah. Here is the team line up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me =)&lt;br /&gt;WR&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;br /&gt;Nicky&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMC ended up with Mona. Lawls. Good riddance too. Too bad for the other 202 girl. Pity the other 2 guys who ended up with them. Lester ended up with Winston and co. Decent I guess. WOW every week. Nice. The year ones settled things among themselves quite well surprisingly. After all, they seem to be a overly lively bunch (according to Chester, a few of them used the banner stick thingy and hit each other during orientation. One kanna hospital. Diao). Played whacko in robotics. One word to describe it: Disasterous. Everybody tried to squeeze Ivan to the left. There was a introduction part before and during the game. Cant believe I said that I was "Spency" during the second one. Stupid. After that, debrief, blah blah blah blah, walk to Lester's home with him, take bus to JE and meet elder sis for dinner. Yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;OMG you found the hidden text! Congrats. Lol. Random. Oh and kenneth, you most likely can read this caus you have a cheaty program. *sticks out tongue at you* This part of the post is dedicated to a dear friend called "Sourav" He ranks 2nd on my list of favourite people in the school... From the bottom. Here are the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;1. You are a great friend, you keep reminding me to slim down and keep my figure. Speak for yourself, trash can bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You have this nice nickname for me, "Fat Ass" I like it alot. Hope you have a mirror. Use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You always have a beautiful performance waiting for me to see. You bring the word "stupid" to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You like to give me negative adjectives whenever I see you. I guess it takes one fat ass to recognise another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You are very sociable, especially with Ryan. Cant see he likes you and your actions a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I like you physical advancements alot. Dont make me teach you how to fight personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capiche?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8099866066799939335?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8099866066799939335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8099866066799939335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/fling-flang-flick-fliak-splat.html' title='Fling Flang Flick Fliak SPLAT'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3652968310976445942</id><published>2008-01-17T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T20:18:48.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...?</title><content type='html'>Ended lessons at 12 today. Left the sch slightly before 1 and got to the ginza area. The repair shop is charging $105 for my phone repairs. Dang. Bought a few boosters and got back. Found kenneth loitering at the canteen, flirting with both guys AND girls. Hahas. Stoned around, chatted, blah blah blah, went to library, furthur stoning, blah blah blah. Done. Nicky plus DX and some other guy, I cant really rmb the name. Left the sch at 2.40, Daniel was LATE for his appointment with me. Zzz. Chionged to front gate, only to find that he is still making his way down. wtf. met Jun at central. went to KFC, eat, chat, talk crap, &lt;s&gt;talk sick&lt;/s&gt; etc. Blah blah dididdidum. Go home, stopped by barber, got a haircut. Stone. Short enough post I guess. Go do history liaoz. Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3652968310976445942?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3652968310976445942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3652968310976445942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_17.html' title='...?'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8329172622750674890</id><published>2008-01-16T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:04:53.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would Brian Boitano Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vfoBEZrHdN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vfoBEZrHdN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would Brian Boitano do&lt;br /&gt;If he was here right now?&lt;br /&gt;He'd make up a plan and he'd follow through&lt;br /&gt;That's what Brian Boitano'd do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Brian Boitano was in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;Skating for the gold&lt;br /&gt;He did two sow cows and a tripple lutz&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a blind fold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Brian Boitano was in the Alps&lt;br /&gt;Fighting grizzly bears&lt;br /&gt;He used his magical fire-breath&lt;br /&gt;And saved the maidens fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what would Brian Boitano do&lt;br /&gt;If he was here today?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he'd kick an ass or two&lt;br /&gt;That's what Brian Boitano'd do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I�ve got a speech ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;It has stunted my vocabulary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just want my mom to stop fighting everyone&lt;br /&gt;cause maybe I'll be an activist to cause thats what Brian Boitanu'd do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would Brian Boitano do he'd call all the kids in town&lt;br /&gt;and tell them to unite for truth&lt;br /&gt;that's what Brian Boitano'd do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Brian Boitano travelled through time&lt;br /&gt;To the Year 3010&lt;br /&gt;He fought the evil Robot King&lt;br /&gt;and saved the Human Race again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when Brian Boitano built the pyramids&lt;br /&gt;He beat up Kubla Kahn&lt;br /&gt;Because Brian Boitano doesn't take shit&lt;br /&gt;From anybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's get all the kids together&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna stop our moms&lt;br /&gt;and we'll save France and Phillip too&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats what Brian Boitanu do!&lt;br /&gt;and we'll save France and Phillip too&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats what Brian boitanu do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats what Brian boitanu do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8329172622750674890?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8329172622750674890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8329172622750674890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-would-brian-boitano-do.html' title='What Would Brian Boitano Do?'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7459095009377931310</id><published>2008-01-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:32:48.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~</title><content type='html'>PE. Today. Crap. PE would be nice, but the fact that you have to change and stink the whole day really suck. Did the heavy frisbee looking thingy for PE today. Anyhow throw =.= Played soccer after PE... The line up:&lt;br /&gt;Team A&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Zik&lt;br /&gt;Katrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team B&lt;br /&gt;Shahid&lt;br /&gt;Sourav&lt;br /&gt;Andrew&lt;br /&gt;Sathir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn fun la, Sourav totally pwned dammit. Zik and Katrina had to play striker and mid-field respectively. I ended as goalie. I suck as goalie. Blah. Shahid and Andrew were like getting pass the defences like siao. If they kana cornered they always thunder ball to sourav then he score easily. Sian. But when Siong came along, he played goalie so i get to mark sourav. Hahas. Sliding tackles. Later, the rest of the 04 ppl came along, then things got much messier. Bleah. My PE shorts now stink and is muddy. Dang. Have to bleach it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soccer Tips 101 by Shahid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Two-legged sliding tackle is illegal and results in a foul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you slide but do not get the ball, its illegal too and also results in a foul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better keep it in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons. English was darn fun. Prav and co. did the kopitiam auntie version of Princess and the Pea. Darn funny. The girls one was quite drama. (I bet some ideas were from a certain game...) AMC's was somewhat crap. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese. Compo. Bleah. Managed to write 2 pages, unlike in H.Chi. Hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7459095009377931310?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7459095009377931310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7459095009377931310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='~~~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8332510832459735355</id><published>2008-01-12T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:02:01.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/h3OwHVI22w/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/h3OwHVI22w/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment when we need it the most &lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue sky's faded to grey &lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low &lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line &lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces every time &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday &lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carrying on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink and the whole thing it turns out &lt;br /&gt;Wrong &lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know that you could be well oh that &lt;br /&gt;Strong &lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most &lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I &lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down &lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know &lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You see what you like &lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel, one more time &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8332510832459735355?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8332510832459735355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8332510832459735355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2862576915263567870</id><published>2008-01-11T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:27:44.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One week already...</title><content type='html'>Okays, its the end of the week already and I have decided to post the whole week here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure slacking. 4.5 hrs of free periods. Slacked around, played cards, fooled around on laptop, the likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, why must PE be first period? What a pain. Had constipation first thing in the morning. Ended up rushing to the loo just before assembly. Zik was kind enough to take my bag upstairs for me but he forgot the ruler =.= 8 bucks sia. All fly away liaoz. Must go buy new one and draw up the table on the white board before ms chua goes after my throat. As for PE, height and weight taking. Sian. Went up by 1kg over the hols. Not bad record when compared to previous few holidays. Grew by 3 cm. Hahas. Now I am 172cm (Chester was pwnage lor, 175... God like..). Played against 207 for the rest of the time. Totally trashed them lar, 21-11 sia (according to tricia). Ended up playing as Captain, couldnt run around, bloody constipation. after PE was break followed by math. FINALLY got Mr Lee. He is a damn nice teacher lar. Pity to those classe who got ms lee (no offence). After math, break again. Followed by Hist (taught by ms chua again. haha). Then Chinese (some Ms/Mrs Dong). English was surprising, the other Ms Lam walked into class and it was like, wtf, what happened to Ms Christine Lam? Appearantly she will be back at the end of the week so i guess we will have to put up with this othe Ms Lam... Physics was boring, almost fell asleep (maybe i did, drats). Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. Wear tie day. Ah wells. Hitch a ride with pops late in the morning but still ended up in sch early. Stupid. The whole day was talks talks and more talks. Darn boring. Got to go home early. The Axis program for us was postponed till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Siong Gim at the lift with his parents on the way down to the lobby. They offered me a ride. How nice. I was too polite to decline. Hahas. Reached school as usual. But mentoring was far from usual. SPOT CHECK!!! &lt;br /&gt;First reaction: oh shit, I have a pack of cards in my bag. My investments gone liao. &lt;br /&gt;Second Reaction: Mr Jeremy Ang said it is allowed in school so should be safe.&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells. Looks like somebody decided to spray "WM-somthing" onto a canteen wall. Idiot. Hope he gets caught. Bleh. &lt;br /&gt;Had 3 hr free period that day. Slacked like shit. (Whats up with all those free periods anyway?) History was okay, so was math, physics was bearable (Ms Fong, where are you~?). There was the finally long awaited BIOLOGY lesson. For once, I saw everyone paying attention. Wayne was like staring at the board sia. (I dont think i am much better. heck care.) Was darn disappointing though. The lesson only barely touched on what we students were expecting to see. But hey, the lesson notes suggests that next week's lesson surely have what we have been anticipating all these while. (According to winston, they show genitals with warts on them. hm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday/Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free period day. Only one lesson. English. Sighs. Watched Prav, Wayne, Dillen and Andrew play getamped (i dont play, sadly). Played boxhead 2p and RLF2 with Lester. Play untill didnt see the estate manager walk behind us and watch us play. Damn scary. Also darn lucky too. If it was jeremy ang, we would have been toast. Better be careful next time. Duelled Andrew. He lost like shit lor (you might want to stop reading here.) &lt;br /&gt;First few turns was like almost totally kana ownt. Compulsory, negate attacks, Sakus, man eater bugs, d day lady. sian lor. He totally decimate my arsernal with splashables. Untill heavy storm and masoleum came. cleared his field, used masoleum, got creator. the special armed lvl 5, next turn tribute lvl 5 and use creator's effect to get tyrant. clear his field. Direct. Pwned. Hahas. Need to change my deck though, 40 cards aint enough firepower to deal with so many splashable. Wayne was even luckier. He used my deck to VS andrew and andrew was like getting pwned. Andrew first few turns used ancient gear castle, followed by ancient gear golem plus all that splashables. siao lar. Waynepoo only had 200 life left then use premature to get Joan back, then restore back to 5k plus. lucky comeback. then use masoluem to get dark blaze and tyrant. andrew's field got cleared. 2 turns direct and he was dead. Not bad for today's score.&lt;br /&gt;(continue reading here) After english, played some more, had lunch, got back home, slacked. Oh and btw, MS CHRISTINE LAM IS BACK! Haha. Pity the people who got the other Ms lam.&lt;br /&gt;Used the hairdryer on my phone at home. Some lube got into the screen and I am trying to dry it out. Taking quite a while but at least the screen aint blacking out as much as it used to. Modded my deck to 50 cards. Now have nothing to do liao. Gah. Still have line rider to play with though. Shall mess with it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Other Stuff&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jamos made some fake school circulars and they were... Well, amusing. He made 7 so far. I have the first 2. Bug me if you want a copy. Its damn amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. And pie. Cause pie is always relevant. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Listening to: The Hairdryer Song - Handphone Self-Repair Shop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click* Wereweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;BBZT!&lt;br /&gt;Tzc Tzc...&lt;br /&gt;Boom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2862576915263567870?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2862576915263567870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2862576915263567870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-week-already.html' title='One week already...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4902803972211492722</id><published>2008-01-06T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:09:17.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Minor - Remember The Name (Feat. Styles of Beyond)</title><content type='html'>Dude, this vid is sweet. Might take a while to load though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="323"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/CGhhQEzd9e/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/CGhhQEzd9e/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="323" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4902803972211492722?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4902803972211492722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4902803972211492722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/fort-minor-remember-name-feat-styles-of.html' title='Fort Minor - Remember The Name (Feat. Styles of Beyond)'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4992465805806156539</id><published>2008-01-04T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:04:22.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Week.</title><content type='html'>***Update***&lt;br /&gt;Eh oh. Looks like my photograph for the cats was too big. Thats what you get when you have a rather good camera phone. Right. Lets start "pushing" this post down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo... What should I use? I cant keep a empty space, it looks boring.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see... Lets do a quiz! (Sry Daniel! Oh and thanks for the belated wishings!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I am a man of peace XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your friends has the worst temper?&lt;br /&gt;Err... I never really had a chance to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Does your face turn red when you're angry?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. It turns black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When you're mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell/scream?&lt;br /&gt;Both choices suck. Lets get physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Has anyone ever thrown you a suprise party?&lt;br /&gt;Dont have the resources to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you easily excited?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what is attempting to excite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What event is coming up that your most excited about?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Start of lessons? Start of CCA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Which of your friends is most excitable?&lt;br /&gt;Dude, dont ask me. Ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you won a million dollars what would be your first thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lets donate it to charity!&lt;/s&gt; Hmm, donate and save part of it. Splurge the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you could have anything right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;The ability to destroy and form matter at will. (Kenneth, your influence =.= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this should be enough. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;***Update***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Update 2***&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Its &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; too large. Length wise too. Gonna shrink it.&lt;br /&gt;***Update 2***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Update 3***&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? the turtle image is too big too =.= Shrinking...&lt;br /&gt;***Update 3***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation. One of the boringiest time of the year. Well, at least for the upper levels. It mostly consists of talks, briefly intersped with mass dance and breaks. At least there were other activities for the last 2 days. There was this sculpture walk at SG river. There was this sculpture that was like daylight porn. An abstract art of a women's body. LOL. There was this one by surrealist Salvador, it shows this guy having a hole in his chest and head holding a rope attached to a ball. There was another ball in the hole of the chest. Weird. Guess what? That sculpture was made naked. =.=&lt;br /&gt;*stares at something*&lt;br /&gt;*feels for the sculpture guy, how puny.*&lt;br /&gt;There were other ones, like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.geocities.com/minotawa/ca.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Darn cute. There was supposed to be 4. Appearantly someone stole the largest cat. Ah wells. Oh and there is a rather warped story behind it. Lazy to type it out. Bug me if interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, oh and there was the trip to URA (Urban Redevelopment Authority). Was somewhat interesting. managed to spot my own house on the 3D model of SG. Hahas. To scale somemore. But whats more fun is that there is this console on the third floor that allows you to access a CCTV camera on the rooftop. Can move around and zoom in and out somemore. Had fun trying to peep into houses.&lt;s&gt;(sadly, geylang aint near...)&lt;/s&gt; Oh, and the group of ppl i was with, we managed to spot this gal parking a car (damn, her ride was sweet~) WITHOUT coupons. LOL. Even the LTA summon issuerers aint that effective. Hopes she gets a ticket. Next was, Kent Ridge Park. Lunch was crap. Bleh. Managed to find a few 207 ppl playing cards. Lent Wayne my second deck and played tag team. Totally pwned the duo. Plus they fake cards somemore. Supposed to be all good cards sia. The game should have went well, if it wasnt because of somebody &gt;_&gt; planting a piece of chicken near me, making the ants attracted to me. God, all the ants entered my shirt and shorts. Not exactly pleasent. (****, I am soo gonna kill you.) The activities there was somewhat boring. Map reading and bearings. Its more like common sense can... Anybody with average inteligence should be able to use a compass and map with ease. No offence to those who cant. Though the history part about that area was nice. So was the short trip to the musuem. Gah. Now my legs are hurting from walking for so long. Ah wells. I have a long nice weekend to rest. I feel for those SLs, have to stay till 10pm tonight. Crowd control by day, cleaner by night. Sad life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis gave me this pic. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.geocities.com/minotawa/tur2.bmp"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4992465805806156539?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4992465805806156539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4992465805806156539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2008/01/orientation-week.html' title='Orientation Week.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2364017278404377164</id><published>2007-12-31T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:10:23.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back~</title><content type='html'>Wee. back at last. email dieded. 85 messages. siao. need to slowly clear. going t0 relative's house later for countdown. tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***update***&lt;br /&gt;Saw that kenneth has Busted. Forgot to Re-DL it when pops deleted my music folder. Found the link liao. Will DL tmr morning. I am still missing 0.75~ gb of music. Sian. Have to slowly find.&lt;br /&gt;***update***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2364017278404377164?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2364017278404377164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2364017278404377164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-back.html' title='I am back~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5033164880919475883</id><published>2007-12-22T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T18:23:37.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipee =D</title><content type='html'>Had fun for the past 2 days. Lets start with Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Orchard with parents. Sisters not around as they were staying over at gran's. &lt;s&gt;After a very long time, I get to havemy parent's undivided love. How nice. Okay. Mushy.&lt;/s&gt; Went to IMM to have lunch first. The Korean mixed veg and meat fried rice was great. So was the peanut and sweat corn ice kachang. Actually wanted to watch a movie but decided to go shopping instead. Finally found time to go to shaw centre to get a new set of school trousers (the old ones are baggy and slipping off...) Went to TCC to have tea (how rare.) the things there were damn ex lor, just a glass of coffee and the bill shoot up by $7. But hell. It was great. Loved the cheese chocolate cake and tirumisu (though it has too much wine =.= ) After that... More shopping. Bleh. Spent the whole afternoon and part of the morning in orchard shopping. In the end, only bought a few things. Gah. Will upload teh pics of the cake and tirumisu when I get to import it from my moms phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters are back T.T That means the peace and quiet is gone... Ah wells. It was getting boring anyway. Went to Marine Parade to cycle. Lil sis's idea =.= They ended up going on skates. Gah. Have to cycle by myself when something hit me. I cant cycle for nuts. Managed to learn how to go foward without falling off in 1 hr++ . Tee hee. Now to learn how to turn. Watched National Treasure in the evening. Damn nice. Though some of the conspiracy crap was overkill. Actually wanted to watch Golden Compass but it turned out that we were one day late... Crap. There is always the DVD though. Ah... Now my ass is hurting from the bike training. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Others&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally relinked Daniel. Ripped a few quizzes from him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT SCARE ME :&lt;br /&gt;In order of fear&lt;br /&gt;- Screw ups.&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;- Null&lt;br /&gt;- Void&lt;br /&gt;- Zilch&lt;br /&gt;- Zero&lt;br /&gt;- Nil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I LIKE THE MOST :&lt;br /&gt;- Myself&lt;br /&gt;- Family, Friends, Acquaintances, etc.&lt;br /&gt;- My PS2&lt;br /&gt;- The com&lt;br /&gt;- Music!&lt;br /&gt;- My bed&lt;br /&gt;- The toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY ROOM :&lt;br /&gt;- Myself&lt;br /&gt;- The korm-pute-ter&lt;br /&gt;- TV&lt;br /&gt;- PS2&lt;br /&gt;- Bed&lt;br /&gt;- Personal belongings (wallet, mp3, phone, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;- The rest of the things in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME : &lt;br /&gt;- I am just a bored about-to-be-14 year old doing a quiz he found on a blog.&lt;br /&gt;- I do stupid things like trying to climb a tree once in a while...&lt;br /&gt;- The "I Like To Move It" song by Reel 2 Real has a special meaning from P5...&lt;br /&gt;- I have a scar on my left middle finger caused by a wooden chair.&lt;br /&gt;- I like my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;- I have a bad habit of going to the loo just to clean up how I look.&lt;br /&gt;- I do have some stuffed animals sitting on my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I PLAN TO DO BEFORE I DIE :&lt;br /&gt;- Make sure my name appears in history books.&lt;br /&gt;- Travel every corner of the world.&lt;br /&gt;- Go to space.&lt;br /&gt;- Make every country, especially the US, to openly do something about climate change.&lt;br /&gt;- Tell whoever I know that I cherished them.&lt;br /&gt;- Live a luxurious live.&lt;br /&gt;- Eat the lotong in the market 2 streets away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CAN DO :&lt;br /&gt;This question is irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CAN'T DO :&lt;br /&gt;- Lick my elbow&lt;br /&gt;- Lick my nose&lt;br /&gt;- Lick my -ahem.&lt;br /&gt;- Lick my Admalrty Sec Sch.&lt;br /&gt;- Bite my lil toe.&lt;br /&gt;- See my own ears.&lt;br /&gt;- Scratch a certain portion of my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT ATTRACT ME TO THE OPPOSITE SEX :&lt;br /&gt;- I am straight.&lt;br /&gt;- I am running high on hormones.&lt;br /&gt;- Nature's choice.&lt;br /&gt;- After effect of evolution.&lt;br /&gt;- The need to continue the human line.&lt;br /&gt;- I am not gay.&lt;br /&gt;- I am not Bi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN THINGS I SAY THE MOST :&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, what now!&lt;br /&gt;- Uhhh&lt;br /&gt;- Ah shit.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah damn.&lt;br /&gt;- Aw crap.&lt;br /&gt;- Shit shit shit shit shit!&lt;br /&gt;- Oh my tian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN CELEB CRUSHES :&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer Ng Deng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer Ng Deng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer Ng Deng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer Ng Deng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer Ng Deng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer Ng Deng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer Ng Deng Cheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN PEOPLE I WANT TO SEE TAKING THIS QUIZ :&lt;br /&gt;( Lets be stupid and name 26 people in alphabetical order. One name per alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Aisyah&lt;br /&gt;B- Banana! (Actually, its Eurona.)&lt;br /&gt;C- Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;D- Dillen&lt;br /&gt;E- Ewin&lt;br /&gt;F- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;G- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;H- Hui Pin&lt;br /&gt;I- Irene&lt;br /&gt;J- Joanne&lt;br /&gt;K- Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;L- LL&lt;br /&gt;M- Melanie&lt;br /&gt;N- Nick&lt;br /&gt;O- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;P- Praveer&lt;br /&gt;Q- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;R- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;S- Shahid&lt;br /&gt;T- Ting Ting&lt;br /&gt;U- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;V- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;W- [Reserved]&lt;br /&gt;X- Xin Hui&lt;br /&gt;Y- Yan Yee&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zikri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... 18/26 slots filled. Random. Heres another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of starting this? &lt;br /&gt;1756 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Were you named after anyone? &lt;br /&gt;Not that I know of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you wish on stars? &lt;br /&gt;Dude, the light pollution in Singapore is so bad that you can hardly see any stars... Except by hitting your head with a frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry? &lt;br /&gt;3-4 mths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favourite meat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;HUMAN MEAT!&lt;/s&gt; Err beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your most embarrassing CD on your shelf?&lt;br /&gt;Which shelf? If it is the one underneath the TV, its a 5566 CD. If its the one that I hardly touch, its Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you were another person, would YOU be friends with you? &lt;br /&gt;DEFINITLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you a daredevil?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you release anger?&lt;br /&gt;Be very afriad pillow. Be very afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Where is your second home?&lt;br /&gt;Well, people always say your school is your second home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you trust others easily?&lt;br /&gt;The majority, yea, the rest, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was your favourite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;A 20-carat diamond dildo&lt;/s&gt; A remote controlled car. You can do tricks on it. Sad that it met an accident on the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What subject in school do you think is totally useless?&lt;br /&gt;Lit. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you use sarcasm a lot? &lt;br /&gt;Well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever been in a mosh pit? &lt;br /&gt;A what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you look for in a guy/girl? &lt;br /&gt;Straightness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you bungee jump? &lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? &lt;br /&gt;No. Who does that anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your favourite ice cream flavour? &lt;br /&gt;Green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. what are your favourite colours? &lt;br /&gt;Well, I prefer colour combis....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is your least favourite thing? &lt;br /&gt;YOU. Jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What/Who do you miss most right now? &lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you listening to right now? &lt;br /&gt;The Human After All album by Daft Punk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? &lt;br /&gt;Blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is the weather like right now? &lt;br /&gt;Mild. Cloudy. Not rainy, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Last person you talked to on the phone? &lt;br /&gt;My aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? &lt;br /&gt;Behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How are you today? &lt;br /&gt;Bored. Stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favourite drink?&lt;br /&gt;Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favourite alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;Eh... Grape wine. Cant stand anything more alcoholic than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Eye colour?&lt;br /&gt;Blackish-brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Siblings?&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;s&gt;lesbian&lt;/s&gt; sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Favourite month?&lt;br /&gt;June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Favourite food? &lt;br /&gt;Eh, the Lontong from the market. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Last movie you watched? &lt;br /&gt;National Treasure: Book of Secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favourite day of the year? &lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever been too shy to ask someone out? &lt;br /&gt;Nope. Cause I never did. I usually wait for others to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Scary movies or happy endings? &lt;br /&gt;Scary movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Summer or winter? &lt;br /&gt;Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Hugs or kisses? &lt;br /&gt;Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What book / magazine are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;None at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What's on your mouse pad?&lt;br /&gt;The mouse, what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What did you watch on TV last night? &lt;br /&gt;Some korean drama with moms... Huang Zhen Yi or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Favourite Smell? &lt;br /&gt;Myself =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Time of finishing? &lt;br /&gt;1808 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry daniel, taking another one. Really bored le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a friend whose name starts with 'S'.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th person on your missed calls.&lt;br /&gt;Can I not answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the last text message you received say?&lt;br /&gt;U r also frm Admiralty Sec Sch's Hall Of Lost Elephants. And it belongs 2 Dad. From my sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew on your straws?&lt;br /&gt;99.99% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the next concert you are going to?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what the future will hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the coolest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. Ego &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What words do you say alot?&lt;br /&gt;Ah shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you said to someone, and who was it?&lt;br /&gt;"If you not using the com, I use liao hor!" to my lil sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch tv?&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been hunting?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is marriage in your future?&lt;br /&gt;No friggin way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you said 'Iloveyou' and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;damn, that was ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you be doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the person calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;No. Definitly not. If it was true, Singapore would not be in a population crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whos the youngest one in the family?&lt;br /&gt;Lil Sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is drug free the way to be?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you clean up nice?&lt;br /&gt;Clean up what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was the last time you slept besides your house?&lt;br /&gt;Pop's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past two wks?&lt;br /&gt;National Treasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. Who else can I trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like chinese food?&lt;br /&gt;Okay lar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How big is your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Big enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is your room clean?&lt;br /&gt;It definitly can pass MOH's standards. Cant say the same for my mom's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Laptop or Desktop computer?&lt;br /&gt;Desktop =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite comedian?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep with or without clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;With&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who sleeps with you every night?&lt;br /&gt;The pillow and the three stuffed animal that usual ends up on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Pancakes or French Toast?&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like coffee?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I am a caffine addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;Half-boiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you believe in astrology? &lt;br /&gt;Err... Thats for nerds. Sry astro club ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last person you talked to on thephone?&lt;br /&gt;Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last person on your missed callist?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno who is it... +8613602369610&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. McDonalds or Burger King? &lt;br /&gt;McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Number of pillows?&lt;br /&gt;One T.T Gonna get somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What are you hearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Daft Punk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What kind of jelly do you like onyour PB &amp; J sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Can you play pool?&lt;br /&gt;Does the one on the com count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you know how to swim?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Green Teaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like maps?&lt;br /&gt;Err. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a random fact?&lt;br /&gt;Coke can be used to clean your loo. In fact, its better than most cleaning agents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Ever had a hard on at work?&lt;br /&gt;Never worked before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 . Ever attend a theme party?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 . Ever do a leg stand?&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean standing on both legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Craziest place you've slept&lt;br /&gt;The loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What is your favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is the first music video you ever saw ?&lt;br /&gt;Some single from U2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite hangout? &lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to do some more liao. Ciao,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5033164880919475883?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5033164880919475883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5033164880919475883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/yipee-d.html' title='Yipee =D'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-98389140226315533</id><published>2007-12-17T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T23:34:12.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loading the preloader. Please wait...</title><content type='html'>Decided to blog while waiting for my &lt;s&gt;hentai&lt;/s&gt; anime to load. Playing a game on facebook at the same time. Watched Austin Powers today. Darn funny. Damn random too. Imagine getting a smelting accident and having your genitals turned into gold. 0.0 The movie was also very pervertic. Many references to *** toys, genitals, both male and female etc. Gonna watch it again. Haha. Went to the barber today. (Looks like he is a Man U supporter... Nice jersey though.) He cut damn short (as usual). Now I look as if I walked out of an army camp or something. Gah. Though I like his TV. Small and portable with a in built DVD player. Supports game consoles somemore. Gonna get something like that (if allowed) when I get to stay in the hostel. Appearantly some Singaporean guy won the Asian Idol. Goes by the name of Hardy or something. Found that out while watching the lil TV. Didnt even noe Asian Idol existed. =.=  Looks like the anime loaded. Go liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-98389140226315533?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/98389140226315533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/98389140226315533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/loading-preloader-please-wait.html' title='Loading the preloader. Please wait...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7774887607131692431</id><published>2007-12-16T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T12:01:57.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut and Sweet Corn Ice Kachang!</title><content type='html'>Omg. The peanut and sweet corn ice kachang was damn nice. Chao sweet. Gonna get it again when I go IMM the next time. Watched Epic Movie last night (bought the DVD...). Damn random. Imagine, The DaVinci Code, Snakes on A Plane, some wrestling kids show, X-Men, Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, Narnia, Pirates of the Carribean, Star Wars, Superman, Lord of the Rings and The Universal remote all rolled together. Darn funny. Maybe should upload it one of these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7774887607131692431?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7774887607131692431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7774887607131692431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/peanut-and-sweet-corn-ice-kachang.html' title='Peanut and Sweet Corn Ice Kachang!'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-85779424650189744</id><published>2007-12-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:22:39.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah.</title><content type='html'>Still cannot unblock Soph in my messenger. What a pain. Finally decided to do something about MySpace. Finished the profile. Too lazy to do the rest. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-85779424650189744?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/85779424650189744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/85779424650189744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/bah.html' title='Bah.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7725776698462620422</id><published>2007-12-11T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:06:34.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>Dang. So many people are going to watch The Golden Compass. Gah. I wanna watch too! Found this on Kenneth's blog. Might as well give it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=659524"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=659524" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all things... A raccoon. How... Nice. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Update***&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I have already seen 3 people having the same thing... Lets be stupid and count how many people have the Golden Compass flash daemon thingy. Currently I see Kenneth, Cheryl and Yu Jia having it. Blog jumping~&lt;br /&gt;***Update***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few random thoughts on how to destroy a city. All these ideas are cooked up by me and my elder sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method 1: Find a city that has a sewer like New York's. Must be somewhat air tight. Pump the sewers full of explosive gas. We recommend hydrogen. Methane works too. Then, throw a match into the sewer. Watch the fire balls and the collapsing ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method 2: Get a skyscraper. For maximum carnage, get one with glass windows. Fill the building full of hydrogen gas. Light a match inside the building. You instantly get a huge ass frag grenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method 3: Start a Keep Flushing Yer Toilet Till Its Clean campaign. Get everybody to flush their loos at the same time. This will cause the sewer system to overload. (ie, the pipes aint big enough to handle the sudden large amount of toilet water) This will cause the water plant to overload and fail, making all the incoming water flow back. This will also cause the water tanks to overload as the water they are pumping to the water plant flows back. All these will cause the water tanks to burst, cause the toilets to eject their contents, cause the sewers to overflow and much more. Imagine drowning in your own crap. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Update***&lt;br /&gt;I swear the golden compass thingy was a raccoon. Now it has become a tiger. weird.&lt;br /&gt;***Update***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7725776698462620422?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7725776698462620422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7725776698462620422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4766585223969951201</id><published>2007-12-11T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:17:14.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.... AT LAST.</title><content type='html'>God. The stay at gramps house was terror. She keeps trying to force feed me. Bleah. Got to play the PS2 till 3.30 am in the night, EVERYDAY. WOOTS! Could not blog for this past few days cause there aint any coms at gramps. Gah. Appearantly my sis has found the pack of cards she bought for me in Tokyo. She said she left it in her hotel room &gt;_&gt; Diao. Pops also went to Tokyo for a business trip. Will be back by today 7 PM. Better finish the CHINESE compos he got me to do. 3 compos somemore. *pukes* Went to watch a movie with Andrew (and his lil bro) and Wayne. Wanted to watch The Golden Compass but we were one day early. Crap. Ended up watching Fred Clause. Its okay I guess. Bought a few new shirts for myself, my wardrope is getting old. A still need a few more jeans/bermudas/whatever you call it. And I need a new sandal, its falling apart. Jeez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4766585223969951201?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4766585223969951201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4766585223969951201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-at-last.html' title='Back.... AT LAST.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1938705533411749247</id><published>2007-12-05T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:21:45.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few random thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagboard is dead. How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means this blog is dead too. What a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class blog is dead too. Save for Da Niu and SY blam-ing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, every Sixfohsix blog is dead, save for Banana's and SY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hardly anyone online now. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto my currently class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah's is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dillen's, Hilda's and Hui Wen's dead too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne's lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praveer's dead too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahid's is somewat alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia's... Cannot access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ren's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Jia's somewhat alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zik's is dead too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, realised that my vision is suddenly out of whack. Must be the hours spent in front of the PS2. Taking a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly dont feel like blogging now. Bahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1938705533411749247?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1938705533411749247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1938705533411749247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/12/few-random-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2891247649898969306</id><published>2007-11-29T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:17:51.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED =.=</title><content type='html'>Bored. Real bored. Gah. Already finished watching the anime my elder sis lent me and my lil sis. (Its Tsubasa btw...) Sian. She get to spend 8 days in Tokyo while I have to stay in Singapore and rot. Gah. The PS2 aint meeting my entertainment needs. My cards cannot be played with one player. Bored. Gah. At least there will be a movie trip on the 4th for me and some ppl.(yeah, envy me for those who are rotting at home too.) Sianed. Will be staying at gran's house for a while. Hope the shop that holds card tournaments is still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2891247649898969306?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2891247649898969306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2891247649898969306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/bored.html' title='BORED =.='/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1074391839532416277</id><published>2007-11-25T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T14:18:59.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0.0</title><content type='html'>Okay. Moms just bought me a Duel Masters deck. Totally random. And I didnt even ask for it. Plus my results were crap. Weird~ Dunno how good is it. Ha ha. Finally finshed setting the test paper for my lil sis. Checked that all the questions can be done. Hope it gives her a hard time. That darn paper really took a lot of time out of my "playing" schedule...*evil grins* My elder sis gave me her LJ url. Will link soon. Hah. Gonna play badminton with my elder sis later. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1074391839532416277?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1074391839532416277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1074391839532416277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/00.html' title='0.0'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8068310627226491935</id><published>2007-11-24T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:40:43.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to move it move it...</title><content type='html'>Wee. The management office decided to hold some carnival in the estate. They were playing I Like To Move It by Reel 2 Real. (the song they used for Madagascar..) Ah. The nostalgia... Tee hee. Woke up a t3 am this morning. My parents were making a LOT of noise. In their room. Wonder what was happening. &gt;_&gt;  The other reason why I woke up was because my phone rang. A sms from a friend at 3 in the morning. Diao. Chatted till around four before sleeping again. Weird. Gah. Currently looking for the I Like To Move It song. Anyone has it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8068310627226491935?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8068310627226491935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8068310627226491935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-like-to-move-it-move-it.html' title='I like to move it move it...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1900617830577186932</id><published>2007-11-23T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T15:57:12.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>Gah. Have to set a test paper for my little sis just because she nearly flunk math. Bleah. Now I noe how much headaches teachers have. Help, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1900617830577186932?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1900617830577186932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1900617830577186932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='=.='/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1937850927421405388</id><published>2007-11-22T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:57:00.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappee~</title><content type='html'>Drats. Spent 1 hr 49 mins killing Lavos' first 9 forms (in case you were wondering, I was playing Chrono Trigger and Lavos is the final boss, just that I decided to try and kill him earlier in the game). The 9 forms were all similar to past bosses, save for the last 2. Trashed them all. Only to be killed in the first turn by his/her/its final form whole party missle attack. Totally decimated. Crap. Crap. Crap. Wasted around 2 hrs. Gah. Try again when level higher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1937850927421405388?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1937850927421405388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1937850927421405388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/crappee.html' title='Crappee~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4762760594280299718</id><published>2007-11-22T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:42:25.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laming... Day 2</title><content type='html'>0530&lt;br /&gt;Secondary handphone rang. Stupid. Forgot to set the alarm to 7.30 am again. Turned the alarm off. Sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0730&lt;br /&gt;Primay handphone rang. Lazy to get up. Sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08??&lt;br /&gt;Secondary handphone rang again. Some bargain/offer sms from SingTel. Sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0945&lt;br /&gt;Primary handphone rang, sms from friend, asking for help to buy Maple Cash Card. Sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1005&lt;br /&gt;Wide awake. Still feel like sleeping. Gah. Better get up. Another boring day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1025&lt;br /&gt;Got out of toilet (yeah, i spent 20+ mins in the loo. Was errr, defecating.) had breakfast (well, uncooked instant noodles isnt exactly breakfast. Tastes like Mami anyway. So hell.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1040&lt;br /&gt;Got on com. Decided to play Chrono Trigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4762760594280299718?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4762760594280299718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4762760594280299718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/laming-day-2.html' title='Laming... Day 2'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-510582128404638459</id><published>2007-11-21T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:22:45.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laming</title><content type='html'>Currently looking for The Beatles albums. Random. Gah. Stayed at home all day having nothing to do. Bleah. Bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-510582128404638459?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/510582128404638459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/510582128404638459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/laming.html' title='Laming'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3587213195992561324</id><published>2007-11-21T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:39:39.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoning.</title><content type='html'>Stoning in front of the com. Darn bored. Dunno what to play liao. Gah. Maybe will go work out later. Badminton anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3587213195992561324?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3587213195992561324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3587213195992561324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/stoning.html' title='Stoning.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5208941692653887028</id><published>2007-11-20T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:25:20.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah.</title><content type='html'>Lets see, I have some news...&lt;br /&gt;The Good: You people will still be seeing me next year, weather you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;The Bad: I can't take HCL anymore and will be dropping French.&lt;br /&gt;The Ugly: I got a crappy CAP of 2.61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, HCL and French pulled my CAP down like siao. If I didnt take French, my CAP would have been 2.98 . Ah well. Can't do much about it anyway. The other results were more or less, okay. Physics and Math was pwnage, Bio and Geog was average, English was slightly below average, Chem was crap. (but hell, I scored like siao for the exam, CA was the hellish waterloo.) Here are some after exams resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Work on Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;2. Pay more attention in Chem class. (CA was crappish~)&lt;br /&gt;3. Screw point number 3, pay more attention in ALL classes&lt;br /&gt;4. No more GC gaming (ah shucks)&lt;br /&gt;5. Get rid of slacky attitude&lt;br /&gt;6. Spend more time on Bio, Chem and ultimatly Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, nothing I can do now for my CAP. Might as well go on my gaming sprees. =D *double clicks on the SNES icon*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5208941692653887028?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5208941692653887028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5208941692653887028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/gah.html' title='Gah.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4213355757756133141</id><published>2007-11-18T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:31:32.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>106</title><content type='html'>Right... 106th in the dead of the night. A crappy Saturday night somemore (its technically sunday morning already but thats not the point). Just realised that I can set my screen resolution to even higher. *grins and drags the bar to the max* Cant stay any longer. The internet connection will time out at 1 am. No wonder I DCed yesterday night/today morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4213355757756133141?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4213355757756133141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4213355757756133141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/106.html' title='106'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6557856854806127893</id><published>2007-11-17T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:53:42.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baka baka baka baka!</title><content type='html'>Crap. Internet connection acting up again. Whenever I recieve/send a sms from my phone, the connectivity goes down like siao. Bleah. Kanna this quiz from Cheryl. Sigh. Another thing to pass time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Update***&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth make me do the same quiz again... so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;***Update***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;CAP 3.0 and above&lt;br /&gt;Anti-boredem&lt;br /&gt;WORLD PEACE&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE GLOBAL WARMING&lt;br /&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;The person who tagged you is: Cheryl/Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions for him/her:&lt;br /&gt;1.Hyper / Auntie Taste&lt;br /&gt;2.Ego / Emo&lt;br /&gt;3.Competent / Dead Looking&lt;br /&gt;4.Sometime a slacker / More or less good senior&lt;br /&gt;5.Well-liked around the school (i guess)/ Nice guy after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*there is something here but i dont understand it... hell*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable things they had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: Upload Alien Shooter to a source where I cant DL from.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Make us work like siao for NJRC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words they have said to you:&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: oh and pleasepleaspleasepleaseplease&amp;thankyou. hahaha. ( *stares at tagboard*)&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Keep your handphone NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they become your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: tell ivan to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they become your lover, they will have to improve on:&lt;br /&gt;Both: over-egoness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they become your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: Trash her in EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Steal his laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they become your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: She uploaded Alien Shooter to that same source again...&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: He confiscated my handphone and sold it to his best friend for $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;1 - Eurona&lt;br /&gt;2 - Daniel&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;s&gt;Kenneth&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Wei Ren&lt;br /&gt;5 - Joanne&lt;br /&gt;6 - Erm, Shahid?&lt;br /&gt;7 - Jia Yan?&lt;br /&gt;8 - Ewin&lt;br /&gt;9 - Cheryl (i noe this will be 2nd time you will be doing this, my list ran out le)&lt;br /&gt;10- The person reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 7 (Jia Yan) having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;I wont know. Diff school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 9 (Cheryl) having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Most likely anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 9 (Cheryl) and 10 (The person reading this) are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Some random person visitng my blog eh... Well, good luck to that lucky person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about 1 (Eurona) and 5 (Joanne) ?&lt;br /&gt;Les relationship? No way man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 3 (Kenneth) studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Its the school holidays you dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you chatted with 6 (Shahid)?&lt;br /&gt;Think was yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 4 (Wei Ren) work?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 8 (Ewin) have any cousin in her/his own school?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo 8 (Ewin)?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about 5 (Joanne)?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 2 (Daniel) have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;No... Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know 3 (Kenneth) and 4 (Wei Ren)?&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth, robotics, Wei Ren, Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 1 (Eurona) live at?&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me. Ask her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know 2 (Daniel)?&lt;br /&gt;School. Where else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 5 (Joanne) the sexiest in the world?&lt;br /&gt;I am not a specialist in this area....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That was entertaining. Back to slacking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6557856854806127893?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6557856854806127893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6557856854806127893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/baka-baka-baka-baka.html' title='Baka baka baka baka!'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2697730551227593242</id><published>2007-11-17T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T21:57:27.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was WEEEEEEEEE~</title><content type='html'>Had the class party today. Most of it consisted of soccer. Damn fun. Kept ramming into people. (sry ah, i play rough) Ms Chua actually joined as in playing soccer, though she scored own goal during her first encounter with a ball. (pity pity.) Hilda was damn funny, and damn tyco too. She kept oleing people and scoring. Sian. Now my legs are hurting and are cut here and there. Stupid caterpillar track shoes. Gah. Kanna sai kanged to bring pizza. $41 sia. Now broke. T.T Played whacko, I never kanna whacker. Haha. Damn tired now. Still need to fing the stupid "The Yellow Album" by SpongeBob SquarePants. (Hmmm, same name as the Simpsons album...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Notice***&lt;br /&gt;The post below was meant for yesterday night but my internet connection dieded on me so, ya, its one day late.&lt;br /&gt;***Notice***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Killed mario. The ice monster thingy boss totally pwned me. Kanna frozen on first turn. Crap. Don't feel like play liao. Currently reading extremely old posts from ppl's blog... Found this on XH's blog, it was from four mnths ago (wait a min, i swear i saw this on 4 blogs le: cher, sarah, SY and XH's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose a lover, or love a loser?&lt;br /&gt;Lose a lover. I hate losers like AMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Die the day after the best day of your life, or live to be ninety?&lt;br /&gt;Live to be ninety, everyday is the more or less the best day of my life. (You do know I ma lying right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Laugh when nobody else is or not laugh when everone else is?&lt;br /&gt;Not laugh when everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Drink ten cans of soda at once, or never drink again?.&lt;br /&gt;Drink ten at ago, and while I am at it, i am gonna drink so more. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have your pants ripped, or get thrown in a trash can?.&lt;br /&gt;Pants ripped. Happens lots of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kiss someone you don't like or, kiss someone who doesn't like you?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss someone i don't like. dont ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Not to bath for a week, or take a bath in the lake?&lt;br /&gt;Bath in the lake, as long as it looks clean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cry in front of 5ooo strangers or cry in front of your school?&lt;br /&gt;Well, 5000 strangers, i will be staying in this school for 6 years sia, still want face one leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Be able to rewind time, or see the future?&lt;br /&gt;Screw the past, change the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Be loved by one person, or have 1o people who like you?.&lt;br /&gt;10 people who like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Last person you chatted with in msn?&lt;br /&gt;Was it Shahid or Kenneth? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The last thing eaten?&lt;br /&gt;A sweet from my sweet container (its a miniture toilet bowl btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Last present(s) that you received?&lt;br /&gt;Crap, that was years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Last website?&lt;br /&gt;XH's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last person you saw?&lt;br /&gt;My sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last call you received?&lt;br /&gt;Ewin, something about the PTM appointment time thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Last dream?&lt;br /&gt;I keep my dreams tu myself, thank you/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last Haircut?&lt;br /&gt;Less than a week ago? Damn. it was crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last time in love?&lt;br /&gt;Does myself count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2o. Last time you saw your grandma?&lt;br /&gt;Weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Last sms receieved from?&lt;br /&gt;Ewin 0.0 i asked her for the url for some weird website. here it is: www.subservientchicken.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Last fight?&lt;br /&gt;2mths ago? that was with yong kiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Last electronic device used?&lt;br /&gt;I am still using the com you numbskull...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last tv show watched?&lt;br /&gt;I dont watch tv often... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What's on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where do you really wanna go to now?&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland. I damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Which do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Prefer what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who cleans your room?&lt;br /&gt;Me, the maid, me, moms and me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last testimonial/comment?&lt;br /&gt;There is a tagboard on the left. Look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3o. What are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Darn beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who/What makes you feel really happy?&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Who are your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;People who I have insulted/trampled on/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you love your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Name 1o fave things you'll take out with you.&lt;br /&gt;Wallet, handphone, mp3, cards and errr... damn, i cant name 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who do you think sucks in your school?&lt;br /&gt;AMC and someone from 102 who is round. very round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Msn who is th last logged in?&lt;br /&gt;Jamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Favourite Songs?&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What's your hobbies/hobby?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a hobby. I do what i feel like doing on the spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Got any plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. What else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4o. Are you afraid of getting hurt?]&lt;br /&gt;Not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you afraid to hurt the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anyone that I love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you think 2oo4 is a good makes me year for you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh drats. Chao Lao Shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What's yr fave color?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. White? Blue? Black? Certain colour combinations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What cigarette you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;I dont smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Where do you like to watch movies?&lt;br /&gt;This is no brainer can... Obviously is cinema lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2697730551227593242?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2697730551227593242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2697730551227593242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-was-weeeeeeeee.html' title='Today was WEEEEEEEEE~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5148624897205408604</id><published>2007-11-17T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:14:27.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>103th</title><content type='html'>Drats. Fatique has finally caught up with me and my excessive game sprees. Darn tired now. Still haven't finished my deck, too busy playing Paper Mario (I almost finishing the game... So addictive...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5148624897205408604?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5148624897205408604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5148624897205408604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/103th.html' title='103th'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-69162327464895718</id><published>2007-11-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:28:51.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>102th... and art fest again...</title><content type='html'>Today's art fest was crap. All those ppl who didnt sign up for courses had to stay in the audi and watch 2 movies, "born into brothels" and "hula girls". Both was boring like siao. The first one kept on having swear words and things close to porn can... The third one was jap, plus it was boring, so didnt bother to watch it. Ended up playing Jamos' laptop and playing cards at the back of the audi. Damn shuang lor, played like siao. Though i got trashed like shit. All the high level cards bunched up together at the top of the deck. Cannot summon at all. Gah. Need to rebuild my deck. Gah. Tmr have class party at west coast, dunno what pot-luck party.(walao, it was meant to be barbercue lor, no more barbercue pits... T.T )  Need to go buy 2 pizzas. (kao, i will broke like siao...) Bleh. Hope the others bring their decks tmr. Better go finish it up. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-69162327464895718?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/69162327464895718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/69162327464895718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/102th-and-art-fest-again.html' title='102th... and art fest again...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6898228644557364958</id><published>2007-11-15T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:47:06.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101</title><content type='html'>Addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ssIbp2OnBK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ssIbp2OnBK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6898228644557364958?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6898228644557364958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6898228644557364958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/101.html' title='101'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2593378237748255048</id><published>2007-11-15T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T15:00:13.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post and Art Fest.</title><content type='html'>Wee. Hundredth post. Okay lame. Art Fest was pwnage. The competiton was damn nice. That year 3 guy and Zun Dian can reallly sing. (yeah peeps, Zun Dian CAN sing. And sing darn well at that) Both are love songs but hell, sounds good. Zun Dian sang something from Jessica Simpson. (Oh, if you are reading this, hats off for yer) Sankar's performance was bad. Real bad. So bad that some year3s decided to do a hilarious parady of it. (exaggerated feats of strength, hobbling, fighting, spin, pretending to shoot, all with just a stick.) They called themselves The Stick 5 (parady of The Click 5...). Diao. Then got another group decided to sing Barbie Girls. Damn funny. Got another group sang and played Nobody's Home by Avril Lavigne. Good imitation. Right, now for non-art fest things. Played soccer for like 1 hr. Slided like siao. Now my long pants are screwed. Need to bleach. Ditto for my shirt. Mums gonna kill me. Gah. Mass dance was crap. So much for Hip Hop and trying to be cool. Bleah. Found this quiz on Hilda's blog. Something about how air-headed you are. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  [x] I have walked into a glass/screen door.&lt;br /&gt;2.  [x] I have tripped on my shoelaces and fallen.&lt;br /&gt;3.  [ ] I have choked on my own spit and thought I was gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;4.  [ ] I've seen the Matrix a bunch of times and still don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;5.  [ ] I type only with my pointer fingers.&lt;br /&gt;6.  [x] I hace "accidentally" caught something on fire.&lt;br /&gt;7.  [ ] I've told a cop to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;8.  [ ] I have attempted to sip out of a straw but it accidentally went into my nose rather than my mouth&lt;br /&gt;9.  [x] I have thought of something funny, and laughed out loud and people looked at me weird.&lt;br /&gt;10. [x] I've caught myself drooling.&lt;br /&gt;11. [x] I've "accidentally" caused an explosion.&lt;br /&gt;12. [ ] If someone says the word "duty", I can't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;13. [x] I've been into a "Do Not Enter" one way road plenty of times.&lt;br /&gt;14. [x] Sometime I just stop thinking and zone out.&lt;br /&gt;15. [ ] It is possible to lick your elbow...&lt;br /&gt;16. [x] I just tried to lick my elbow. ( 0.0 )&lt;br /&gt;17. [ ] People often shake their heads and walk away from me.&lt;br /&gt;18. [ ] People often tell me to use my "inside voice"&lt;br /&gt;19. [x] Gum has fallen out of my mouth while talking.&lt;br /&gt;20. [ ] I use my fingers to do simple math.&lt;br /&gt;21. [x] I have jumped off a moving vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;22. [x] I've eatten a bug for $5 or less. (Actually its for $0. I accidentally ate a bug.)&lt;br /&gt;23. [x] I'm taking this test when I should be doing something more important.&lt;br /&gt;24. [ ] I repost chain letters because I'm scared of what they threaten will happen if i don't.&lt;br /&gt;25. [x] I've removed my pants when I was with friends. (Hello? School camp?)&lt;br /&gt;26. [ ] I've ran around naked when I was with friends.&lt;br /&gt;27. [x] I've searched all over the place for something, and then realised that it was in my hand the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;28. [x] I "accidentally" break a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;29. [ ] My friends know not to use big words on me.&lt;br /&gt;30. [x] I put my head to the side when I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;31. [ ] Sometimes I start telling a story and suddenly forget what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;32. [x] I've fallen out of my chair before.&lt;br /&gt;33. [ ] When I'm laying in bed, I sometimes stare at the celling and try to find pictures and words in the texture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tally up the number of X's. Multiply that by 3. Thats the percentage of how air-headed you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54%... Ouchie. I don't think I am THAT air-headed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2593378237748255048?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2593378237748255048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2593378237748255048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/100th-post-and-art-fest.html' title='100th post and Art Fest.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7359785165634146159</id><published>2007-11-14T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:31:50.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hell.</title><content type='html'>Shiv. Kanna sai kanged by pops to tutor my lil sis in math. this gotta be the 8th or 9th time this is happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7359785165634146159?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7359785165634146159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7359785165634146159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-hell.html' title='Oh hell.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5055890774264806297</id><published>2007-11-14T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:25:37.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XD crashed Dillen's house with Prav and Wayne. Had fun (didn't play GetAmped though. Dun have a acc). Helped prav finish the first chapter of FF7: dirge of cerebus. Darn easy. Today's games day was crap. Boring like shit. Went to library with a few people to watch some videos and play games. That stupid Cute Boy from year 2 kept interrupting us by checking what we were doing, slamming the screen down and force shutting down the coms. Asshole. He almost spoiled prav's laptop by when prav resisted. Tim didn't seem to happy about that guy. Went to the fourth floor to play cards. Appearantly some seniors plays too. Trashed prav (he really didn't know how to play...) and Andrew (pathetic, BOTH of my decks pwned him.) Kanna trashed by wayne on all counts. Gah. Stupid crystal beast deck. Spam like siao. T.T Didnt get to play with the senior though. He uses a rather effective pure dragon deck. (hehe, skill drain). Cheer was crap. Somehow or another, the nobel house captain pulled together a cheer team impromptu and got 2nd. Pwnage. Flemming's one was... Well, interesting. (That stupid Cute Boy decided to throw a half eatten apple at the red-shirt guy. haha.) Fibo's one was damn good. Wonder how long it took them to come up with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5055890774264806297?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5055890774264806297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5055890774264806297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/xd-crashed-dillens-house-with-prav-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7324288365991267066</id><published>2007-11-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:21:51.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. Darn happy with my exam results. If I calculate properly, I should be able to get above 3.00 CAP at last (now you really really owe me a Xbox 360 and a LCD flatscreen, pops.). Only stupid CA for Chem, H.Chi and French pulling me down. This is teh power of mugging. Haha. I don't care if I am having low standards for myself. Ego &gt;_&gt;  Spent the whole day playing cards in between scripts (went for the math paper slightly late, kanna scolded my Mr Lee. T.T). Went to Comics Realm to buy cards with Chester, Andrew and Wayne. Found out that they moved. Bummer. Wayne decided to take a cab back to school (rich bastard...). Tried to find the shop at its new location. Turned out to be just across the street. (So sad man, wayne.) Went back to school to try out my new deck. When the whole group of us walked past the dry lab, this happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: Eh look, its Spencer blahblahblahblah must be blah blah blah for you.&lt;br /&gt;me: *ignore*&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: Where is wayne?&lt;br /&gt;me: dunno, wait gimme a sec, eh ewin! you got see wayne?&lt;br /&gt;X: See see see?! He is looking for you la.&lt;br /&gt;ewin: err no he was around here a while ago&lt;br /&gt;me: walao, X you very-&lt;br /&gt;Chester: Lift is here liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X is such a pain. Why must s/he be so ba puo. Say so and so this, so and so that. No wonder nobody can stand him/her. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7324288365991267066?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7324288365991267066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7324288365991267066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3895251309440794159</id><published>2007-11-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:20:08.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I flunk H.Chi. Hell. Never liked that subject anyway. Pwned hell lot of people in Physics. English was crap. A lot of people kanna border line marks. That Ms Kong (as in, 恐怖的恐. Diao.) chao strict lor. So stingy with marks. (Sian, why did Ms Lam had to go on maternity leave? CA could have gotten higher. Gah.) Geog. Geog got average. Bleah. Tomorrow still have Chemistry (CA sure pull me down), Bio =D , Math and French (hmm, I need 110% for the exam to pass the module. Nice one.). Then still got AMC (hehe, hidden meaning). Bleah. Changed back the blog skin. Figured that the new one was too small. (But it was interesting though..) Finally got my mp3 back. Woots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3895251309440794159?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3895251309440794159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3895251309440794159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1963097729444624643</id><published>2007-11-10T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:55:34.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. What am I doing?</title><content type='html'>Decided to try and repair my malfunctioning RC car. Now it is a tangled mess on the floor. Steering mechanism got prob. Too lazy to repair it. Gah. Currently randomly surfing the net. Found a quiz on some businessman's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I know I have to make a presentation, even a small one before a very limited number of people, I start feeling nervous…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Before I know about it, even. Just the question made me feeling like huarking.&lt;br /&gt;b. About a week before, then I get ready. When I’m preparing or well-prepared, I’m okay.&lt;br /&gt;c. The day before. Then I go nuts and drive everybody around me completely crazy.&lt;br /&gt;d. Nervous? Me? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When a big meeting is coming up, one that will involve a number of presentations from a range of people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I hide inside my BlackBerry, furiously typing with my thumbs, head down, until all the others have volunteered for every available slot. Afterwards, I change my undies.&lt;br /&gt;b. I listen for a topic I could do well at and put up my hand for it. If no appropriate topic appears, I try to get a pass.&lt;br /&gt;c. I wait until the end of the meeting, then sign up to do a presentation on something about which I have no knowledge or interest.&lt;br /&gt;d. I make sure I’m doing ALL the presentations. They’re mine! Mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I would say my ability as a presenter is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Abysmal. How can you talk if you’re about to barf?&lt;br /&gt;b. Good. Depends on the material.&lt;br /&gt;c. Why? Who wants to know? What did you hear? It’s not true!&lt;br /&gt;d. I’m the best presenter who ever lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. While I am up on stage, I…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Feel all trembly and bizzarre.&lt;br /&gt;b. Feel a little nervous at first and then get into it. By the end, I’m having fun.&lt;br /&gt;c. Spill water on my notes and then wing it.&lt;br /&gt;d. Am God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Comments about my presentations are generally…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Comments? I have no idea. Nobody looks me in the eye after I speak. Is that bad?&lt;br /&gt;b. Generally quite positive. I don’t listen to them very much. I kind of know how I did from the way I feel after it’s over. Other people are so full of it a lot of the time, you know?&lt;br /&gt;c. Great! I mean, terrific! I mean… have you heard anything different?&lt;br /&gt;d. Never good enough. No matter how good they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If I have to go “off the cuff”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I will faint.&lt;br /&gt;b. I like that much better than working off a paper text, actually.&lt;br /&gt;c. I’ll do it. But I won’t like it.&lt;br /&gt;d. I will talk until my audience is weeping with exhaustion. Then I’ll go on. And on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If I could describe public speaking as a food, it would be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. A poisoned apple.&lt;br /&gt;b. An English muffin.&lt;br /&gt;c. A big messy bowl of spaghetti and meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;d. A huge juicy roast beef I can eat all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My idea of a great public speaker is/was…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Alan Greenspan&lt;br /&gt;b. Tom Peters&lt;br /&gt;c. Chris Rock&lt;br /&gt;d. Benito Mussolini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score yourself 1 point for every a) answer; 2 points for every b); 5 points for every c) and 10 points for every d).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-20: If called to speak, stick your head in a microwave. You’re doomed.&lt;br /&gt;21-35: You’re a good, professional presenter; possibly not the most interesting in the world, but then if your mother had wanted you to be an actor, she would have given you a different nose.&lt;br /&gt;36-55: You’re all over the place. You’re a paranoid maniac. And you’re probably pretty entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;56-70: You’re probably fundraising for the ‘08 elections right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I scored 30. Average. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1963097729444624643?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1963097729444624643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1963097729444624643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-what-am-i-doing.html' title='Oh. What am I doing?'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-5841111543400921110</id><published>2007-11-09T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:31:26.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.</title><content type='html'>Just realised that I have been reading my biology textbook for one hour plus. Stupid. The exams are already over. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-5841111543400921110?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5841111543400921110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/5841111543400921110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-stupid-stupid.html' title='Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6393278662895434372</id><published>2007-11-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:53:57.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><content type='html'>Drats. Aching all over. Shouldn't have joined pops in the 5km~ jog from my house to chua chu kang and back. Hurting like siao now. Have to keep walking like a duck (you try limping on 2 legs and see why...). Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6393278662895434372?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6393278662895434372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6393278662895434372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1032546123647124820</id><published>2007-11-07T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:05:55.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Free</title><content type='html'>Right, slacked the whole day. Feels darn weird. Nothing to mug, nothing to study, nothing to learn, nothing to worry about (save for the exam results...) etc. Bleah. Spent the whole day playing Paper Mario (again), Dirge of Cerebus, Prince of Persia and RLF2. Darn bored. Bleah. Also DLed some albums. Here is the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoes, Silence, Patience &amp; Grace - Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;Back Home - Westlife&lt;br /&gt;Human After All - Daft Punk&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland Presents Shock Value - Timbaland&lt;br /&gt;Tales Don't Tell Themselves - Funeral for A Friend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hell of a lot in one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1032546123647124820?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1032546123647124820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1032546123647124820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/too-free.html' title='Too Free'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3775199703345361991</id><published>2007-11-06T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:35:00.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the high~</title><content type='html'>Woots~ Pops restored access to the com. =D Exams are &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; over and now I am gonna crash teh PS2 (Hey pops, when will I be getting my Xbox 360 and LCD flatscree?!). Bio was no brainer. Save for the Bacteria and Archaea difference. Can't remember all of it. Hell. Have a good feeling about the whole exam. Finished MCQ in 9 mins (yeah, I had time to time myself), finished the whole paper in 34 mins. Haha. I pwn your balls. Went to West Mall with Andrew and Dillen. Bought hell lot of boosters plus a deck. Played cards in the library (who cares? we aint breaking any rules.) Sian. Was so close to trashing Andrew (damn lor, all the Umis at the bottom.). Watched Game Plan. Was damn funny. Though kinda emotional. Bleah. Shahid is gonna kill the whole lot of us when he hears about this (he actually wanted us to go with him and the others to Vivo to watch the same movie... Haha.). Feeling damn high now. Woots~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3775199703345361991?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3775199703345361991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3775199703345361991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/feel-high.html' title='Feel the high~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1443853450661888814</id><published>2007-11-05T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:47:55.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianed.</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 7.30. When my exam starts at 11am. Stupid. Ended up playing Paper Mario (again). Got trashed. Bleh. Later still have to go to school early to meet a friend. Bleah. Just to go to 7-11 to buy a maple cash card. Sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1443853450661888814?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1443853450661888814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1443853450661888814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/sianed.html' title='Sianed.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1484835371121697169</id><published>2007-11-04T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:04:48.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Post? Nah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#000000"&gt;Walao. Dad you are one hell of a fucked up asshole. Why the hell did you have to delete all my songs for what? Whats your fucking problem dammit. Its not as if I listem heavy metal all day and get addicted to it. What you expect me to listen to, new age classical music? Those are crap. I know you like them but I friggin dont. Get a life you goose-marching bastard. You get influenced by government propaganda too easily. All that crap about classical music being beneficial and other genres of music being detrimental. If you happen to see this and you are not happy about it, too bad. Its your fucking fault for being such an asshole and loser. Although my sis did get addicted to Jap Pop music but that doesn't mean I will get addicted to it. Stop stereostyping and open you eyes wide. Asshole.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1484835371121697169?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1484835371121697169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1484835371121697169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/empty-post-nah.html' title='Empty Post? Nah.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7747206136948213155</id><published>2007-11-03T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:09:15.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleah. Pops decided to ban me and my siblings from using the com. Why? Cause my elder sis flunk almost all her subjects (she passed bio and econs. diao~). Looks like he forgot to change my acc password. Loser. Haha. But have to use while parents are not around though. Sian. Physics exam was no brainer. Chem, can do I guess. Still have Bio (shit, memory work again.) and math (logic and sets, another no brainer). Gah. Already missing my mp3 and handphone liao (both got grounded, stupid.). Sian. I go play paper mario on the n64 emulator liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, appearantly auntie kenneth aint too happy about me posting links, so, err, people who request for things will get the url via email or IM. Will be setting up a request board when i have the time (after exams.). throw in a new blog skin too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7747206136948213155?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7747206136948213155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7747206136948213155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3703967717793010125</id><published>2007-11-01T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:17:11.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!rock !Stone uPebble. Shows that uSuck. =D</title><content type='html'>Finally found the album Riot! by Paramore. Haha. I rock too much. Here's the link for interested people: http://www.mediafire.com/?7oqoxb35ktd&lt;br /&gt;I havent checked it for viruses and spyware though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3703967717793010125?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3703967717793010125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3703967717793010125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/11/rock-stone-upebble-shows-that-usuck-d.html' title='!rock !Stone uPebble. Shows that uSuck. =D'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6481355464800029021</id><published>2007-10-31T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:53:08.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah. Stupid riot.</title><content type='html'>Bleh. Can't find Riot! by Paramore. Must be because it just came out and nobody has bothered to upload it to a non-rapidshare/megaupload/sendspace server. Bleh. Will try again tommorrow. Anything else you people want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6481355464800029021?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6481355464800029021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6481355464800029021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/bah-stupid-riot.html' title='Bah. Stupid riot.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7789541656854677708</id><published>2007-10-31T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:42:14.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayne West - Graduation</title><content type='html'>Right. Finally finished downloading Graduation. Here's the link: http://www.badongo.com/cn/file/4212203&lt;br /&gt;Checked for virus and spyware le. Still looking for Riot! by Paramore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7789541656854677708?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7789541656854677708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7789541656854677708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/kayne-west-graduation.html' title='Kayne West - Graduation'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3243602655540495202</id><published>2007-10-30T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T15:35:27.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being stupid again.</title><content type='html'>English was damn easy. Had lots of time to slack during the exam. Here is a list of things I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sleep&lt;br /&gt;2.Spin Pen&lt;br /&gt;3.Stare at my shoe&lt;br /&gt;4.Day-dream&lt;br /&gt;5.Dismantle correction tape&lt;br /&gt;6.Spin correction tape&lt;br /&gt;7.Reassemble correction tape&lt;br /&gt;8.Stare at Yong Kiat as he looks at me in amusement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes to show how much time we were given. (Heard that Timothy counted the dots on the summary page... 6900 or 69000. Diao &gt;_&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Dled Sean Kingston and HSM2 (of all things...). Really have no idea of what to get liao... Someone recommend something leh. I might even pass you a copy if I am in a good mood. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to the album, Daughtry by, well, Daughtry (whats up with people naming albums after themselves?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/JSL7veYi_4/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/JSL7veYi_4/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/bKznWKnLDX/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/bKznWKnLDX/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kn_7442Xfq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kn_7442Xfq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qmri6FIh_8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qmri6FIh_8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. All these songs are like my grandpa's nose, all hand-picked =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3243602655540495202?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3243602655540495202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3243602655540495202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/being-stupid-again.html' title='Being stupid again.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-8690809669480628315</id><published>2007-10-29T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:10:24.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three posts in a day. Not good.</title><content type='html'>To the hell with the title. Dont really care. Currently uploading songs to imeem. Will be setting up playlist when I am done. Sian. Have no clue of what to put for my playlist. Lets see what I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Seconds to Mars&lt;br /&gt;Akon&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;Busted&lt;br /&gt;Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;Fort Minor&lt;br /&gt;Funeral for a Friend&lt;br /&gt;Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;Green Day&lt;br /&gt;Gym Class Heroes&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;Lostprophets&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;Panic! at the Disco&lt;br /&gt;The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;The Fray&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland&lt;br /&gt;林俊杰(The only chinese one I have... *rolls eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell. Too many for me to chose. Bleah. Hell. Don't want to set up le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-8690809669480628315?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8690809669480628315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/8690809669480628315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/three-posts-in-day-not-good.html' title='Three posts in a day. Not good.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3382086095503354549</id><published>2007-10-29T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T15:31:04.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a pain...</title><content type='html'>Right. Visited my eport after dunno how many months of not touching it. Some people decided to use my name and say I have a gay relationship with Bign Jie (whoever he is). Exams are already here and people still have time to do this type of nonsense. Zzz. And I found that my intro heading became "bj is love". Hell. Need to change all my passes. Bleah. Arm still hurting like nobody's business. Still cant straighten it. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3382086095503354549?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3382086095503354549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3382086095503354549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-pain_29.html' title='What a pain...'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3779093327210287928</id><published>2007-10-29T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T12:05:03.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeowch</title><content type='html'>Screw it. My wrist and thighs are hurting like shit. Shouldn't have played 1hr+ badminton with my sis yesterday. Can't friggin write or hold my chopsticks properly. Hell. Pwned her anyway. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3779093327210287928?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3779093327210287928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3779093327210287928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeowch.html' title='Yeowch'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-1615079489804997094</id><published>2007-10-28T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:04:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawls. Being Random.</title><content type='html'>Right. Being weird. Decided to listen to what Auntie Kenneth listens to by Dling Kelly Clarkson. Didn't like it. =.= At least we know Auntie Kenneth really has a "auntie" taste. Also Dled Backstreet Boys, Unbreakable. *Rolls eyes* Sounds okay to me. =D Currently Dling Silent Alarm by Bloc Party. Will be getting Human After All by Daft Punk. (French House music! Dance! Wee.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-1615079489804997094?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1615079489804997094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/1615079489804997094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/lawls-being-random.html' title='Lawls. Being Random.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-106195189497368579</id><published>2007-10-28T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:03:17.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timbaland</title><content type='html'>Wee. Addicted to these songs. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/28XCUY7e9N/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/28XCUY7e9N/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tGdNGJnJbf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tGdNGJnJbf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-106195189497368579?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/106195189497368579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/106195189497368579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/timbaland.html' title='Timbaland'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-2346906243107622156</id><published>2007-10-28T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:19:04.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The French exam... And Jeremy.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I recieved this sms yesterday afternoon when I was having my Chem mock exam., after the French exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===Jeremy===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is french exam? Is it today?&lt;br /&gt;If it is then i'm screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have my deepest condolesence, Jeremy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-2346906243107622156?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2346906243107622156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/2346906243107622156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/french-exam-and-jeremy.html' title='The French exam... And Jeremy.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-6536533318418003073</id><published>2007-10-27T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:07:19.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch. Sorry bout that. (Back to square one. Again.)</title><content type='html'>Ecks. Sry bout that Joanne. Thought you were the person who tagged that message about me liking Cheryl. You old IP was similar to the one that person used. Shouldn't have suspected you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-6536533318418003073?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6536533318418003073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/6536533318418003073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/ouch-sorry-bout-that-back-to-square-one.html' title='Ouch. Sorry bout that. (Back to square one. Again.)'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-7686087823197720749</id><published>2007-10-27T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:56:56.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just one identity thief. Its TWO.</title><content type='html'>Right... Ewin. I am not happy with you. You shouldn't have posted that crappy message on my cbox. Seriously. At least you admitted. At least this settles the part with me liking Auntie Kenneth. As for the person who said I like Cheryl, I have an idea of who you are. The IP you used for tagging that message on my cbox has the same first 2 values as the IP you used for tagging using your normal name. Do not make me go after you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-7686087823197720749?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7686087823197720749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/7686087823197720749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-just-one-identity-thief-its-two.html' title='Not just one identity thief. Its TWO.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-4908408177631093136</id><published>2007-10-27T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:12:18.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehe. Feeling high.</title><content type='html'>Okay. At least I know that I have a good chance that I can get C+ for Chem. Shouldn't be celebrating now. The real exam is next Friday. But hell. Passed the mock test today. Tallied with CA. Can pass. Ah Tan said that the real thing will be easier. Feeling ego now. Bleah. Still need to complete Prac 4 to fight for whatever little CA I can get. Need to increase my space for errors. Ditto to H.Chi even though it is over liao. Still have a compo to finish. (The one about terrorism.) Still, cant help feeling ego. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-4908408177631093136?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4908408177631093136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/4908408177631093136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/hehe-feeling-high.html' title='Hehe. Feeling high.'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3231501471180430297</id><published>2007-10-26T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:08:46.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee... H.Chi was okay I guess. Compo was damn easy. Can't say the same for Paper 2 though. Think can pass lah. Tmr have french exam. The french module sure screwed one. I need to get 110% for the exam to pass the module. At the most can get D+. Bleh. I go concentrate on other things liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3231501471180430297?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3231501471180430297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3231501471180430297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/wee.html' title='&lt;BlanK&gt;'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-3465243557147189331</id><published>2007-10-25T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:31:18.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was, well, eventful I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0740hrs&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee: Are you Jamos Tay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err... No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee: Okay then, are you Spencer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Err yah. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee: You, Jamos and Lester have won a prize. Be prepared to recieve it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me(To Shahid): Do I LOOK like Jamos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahid: I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... I was like, what kind of price that involves me, Jamos and Lester? When Ms Fong started saying things about IP, then I was like, oh shit. Our IP project. Got the Simple is Best Prize. Gay shit. Totally unprepared lor. Tripped on the way up the stairs *rolls eyes*. Damn stupid. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000hrs&lt;br /&gt;Got trashed by Andrew. Didn't shuffle my deck properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1230hrs&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to play soccer with 104. Most of them did not turn up. Had to play with the Year 3s. Left 15 mins later. Went to com lab with Andrew to print the Micro Bio report (he had no clue about using the school printers...). Had to chiong French proj with Tim later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1330hrs&lt;br /&gt;Math remedial. Didn't need it lor. Just careless here and there. Exam be more careful can liao. Got to leave early cause I finish work early. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1410hrs&lt;br /&gt;Went up. Watched Dillen and Andrew duel. As usual, Andrew plays stalemate (Wah lao, his deck is damn huge lor. Dillen ran out of cards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1430hrs&lt;br /&gt;Microbio. Slacked. Played pocket carrom and pocket soccer. Kidnapped Ryan's pencil case. Played a lil' tossing game using it with TZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1530hrs&lt;br /&gt;Slack again. Dueled Andrew and Dillen in class. Teacher didn't care. Was watching Taxi 3. Damn pervertic lor the show. Got this scene where the female antagonist did a blowjob on the male protagonist. Then in the end, the other male protagonist had to make love with his fiancee to make her marry him (her demand was that he had to convince her to marry him by showing her how he made love...) Plus the female antagonist keep on having sexual approaches towards the male protagonist and the police chief. Damn sick but still funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1700hrs&lt;br /&gt;Reached home. Muggg~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-3465243557147189331?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3465243557147189331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/3465243557147189331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-well-eventful-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1917057350820539329.post-936100106754718602</id><published>2007-10-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:44:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE~</title><content type='html'>Weird. Currently looking for dance genre songs on the net. Have a sudden liking to such type of songs. Don't ask why. I have no clue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1917057350820539329-936100106754718602?l=treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/936100106754718602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1917057350820539329/posts/default/936100106754718602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treehumpingfoundation.blogspot.com/2007/10/dance.html' title='DANCE~'/><author><name>Minotawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367292723846360263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
