<?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-11001208</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:07:34.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wOrLd oF dReaMs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113776689712837224</id><published>2006-01-20T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T22:21:37.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed my blog add. New one is &lt;a href="http://oh-heavens.blogspot.com"&gt;oh-heavens.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113776689712837224?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113776689712837224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113776689712837224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113776689712837224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113776689712837224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-changed-my-blog-add.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113765653499140250</id><published>2006-01-19T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T15:42:15.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! I saw my ex-ex-classmate (primary school classmate) on the bus just now! She's huimin. She said she came to NJC for the IP course. Now i can see her almost every day on the bus lor... At first, when i boarded the bus, i saw her but didnt recognise her. Although i thought she looked familiar. Then later i turned around and we sort of recognised each other. Hahs... She's been boarding this bus since the start of school and i either didnt recognise her or we didnt take the same bus. I dunno why, but i got so excited seeing her lor. Now calmed hown a little, but still hyperventilating...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113765653499140250?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113765653499140250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113765653499140250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113765653499140250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113765653499140250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2006/01/omg-i-saw-my-ex-ex-classmate-primary.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113714611474868857</id><published>2006-01-13T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T17:55:14.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week was soooo busy that i didnt really have time to update my blog. It's been raining continuously for the past one week, making my day kind of gloomy. But today the rain finally stopped! I finally saw the sun after 1 week. Hope it stays this way for the next week. I've already known some of my new classmates and school doesnt seem too stressful anymore. But there's still the SIAs lurking out there in some dark corner trying to terrorize me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113714611474868857?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113714611474868857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113714611474868857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113714611474868857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113714611474868857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-week-was-soooo-busy-that-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113636614784449995</id><published>2006-01-04T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:15:47.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz... I'm back to school for 2 days and it's incredibly stressful lor. First day also got homework. Man... The SIAs are all crashing down on me. I'm feel like being squashed. Form teacher's Paul Tan. I shall not comment on him in case he stumbles upn my blog. The other subject teachers are okay i guess. I so envy Lisa lor. She got Ms Lye for form teacher leh! So unfair de. Hopefully nxt year my class would change form teacher...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113636614784449995?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113636614784449995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113636614784449995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113636614784449995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113636614784449995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2006/01/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113617218528984011</id><published>2006-01-02T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T11:23:05.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm singled out by Lisabella...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy and paste the questions to your site and answer them, then pick five people whom you wish to be Singled Out. Don't forget to tell them they've been SINGLED OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You get one wish of anything, what would you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;    Erm...that's a hard question coz i got loads of things i want. But i guess i'll want loads of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What animal would you be?&lt;br /&gt;    Animal? Is human considered to be an higher intelligence animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Something you want to do in your life.&lt;br /&gt;    To meet Jang Dong Gun in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One time there were these Ninjas... (finish the statement):&lt;br /&gt;    who started a assasin company and killed everybody on Earth then migrated to Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One song you could listen to over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;    Girls On Top by BoA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Coke or Pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;     Can i take both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you're looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;    University Graduation? coz i dont ever have to study again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's a "mastoid"? (Take a guess no peeking in a Dictionary):&lt;br /&gt;    Is there such a word? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. One good deed you've done lately:&lt;br /&gt;    Er... Lifted my legs for mom to mop the floor better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A funny Moment in your life:&lt;br /&gt;      When i was buying the new computer with my mom's friends and the sales manager suddenly blurted out, 'Are you siblings or is she (pointing to me) your daughter?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113617218528984011?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113617218528984011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113617218528984011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113617218528984011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113617218528984011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-singled-out-by-lisabella.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113611075401124330</id><published>2006-01-01T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T18:19:14.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went downstairs just now to get my mails. There was this whole gigantic pile of them that i couldnt believe it. Am i that popular?! No. It's just that i havent been checking my mailbox for one and half months. Haiz... There were 23 letters and countless leaflets, plus 2 issues of national geographic and 1 issue of reader's digest. I spent 1 minute browsing through the letters and finally found ONE that's addressed to me. I opened it and found that it was my ex-tuition teacher wishing me a merry christmas. Her handwriting sucks by the way. In case you were wondering, the other 22 letters were that phone bills, handphone bills, utilities bills and bank account infos. There are 5 letters from Starhub asking me to pay my hp bills coz there's a Total Outstanding Balance of $29.27 (inclusive of GST). Why are people nowadays so concerned abt money? It's not as if i wont pay them for heaven's sakes. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113611075401124330?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113611075401124330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113611075401124330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113611075401124330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113611075401124330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-went-downstairs-just-now-to-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113602585380126073</id><published>2005-12-31T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T18:44:13.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back! Since christmas. But my com got some problems. So i bought a new com today. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;It's not very comfortable to go from a -27 deg Cel country to a +21 deg Cel country. I still feel kinda sick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113602585380126073?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113602585380126073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113602585380126073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113602585380126073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113602585380126073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-everyone-im-back-since-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113322277309004317</id><published>2005-11-29T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T08:06:13.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when i came back for 1 week, then some stupid chemical factory exploded in the upperstream. And now the water's poisonous. Great. It's got something in it that can cause cancer. Excellent. And i wont be able to drink the water for another month. So now i'm living on bottles of 'pure' water. Which means the water was bottled before the explosion polluted the water. So it's 'pure'. Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cant access my blogspot [dunno why]. i cant access any blogspot. Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113322277309004317?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113322277309004317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113322277309004317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113322277309004317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113322277309004317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-when-i-came-back-for-1-week-then.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113254272328684290</id><published>2005-11-21T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T11:12:03.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in china now. It's really cold here.&lt;br /&gt;-9 in the day and&lt;br /&gt;-16 in the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm freezing.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it snowed for a few minutes. Kinda pathetic. Didnt even form a layer on the ground lor. But yesterday's weather prediction sayd it'll rain. Haiz... nvm. I really miss Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113254272328684290?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113254272328684290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113254272328684290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113254272328684290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113254272328684290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-in-china-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113162855521922340</id><published>2005-11-10T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T21:15:55.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the most excellent day ever man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it started out quite boring. I hang around the house all morning coz i got nothing to do. [actually i gotta pack my bags but then too lazy] So i lagged behind my mom all morning and she gladly pushed me out of the house at 12 something. I was going to Bugis to meet with Sheena at 1pm. Then i took the wrong train. &lt;em&gt;Again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when weird things started to happen. I smsed sheena, telling my mistake. Then she called me, asking me whether i'll be late. Then, 5 mins later she smsed me that she coveniently forgot to tell me that she'll be late fer 15 mins. The I arrived 5 mins earlier and waited for her. Sheena called me again at 1pm and told me she was here. But I didnt see any trains arriving just now. And she appeared at the entrance of the MRT, not from it. I didnt really suspect anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i asked her: "I thought u were going to be late?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she miscalculated the time. Well... nvm. And I asked her if she knew anything about the surprise that lisabella said on her blog. She said it was probably about her primary school friends. And out of the blue, told me she didnt eat lunch and wanted to eat McDonald's. I though she mentioned she didnt like McDonald's?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into the McDonald's and she suddenly said she wanted to find a seat while i was suggesting to her what to eat. Well...i followed and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUND CHARLOTTE AND LISA SITTING IN A CORNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked!! More surprised, actually. They bought 3 little cakes for my birthday! OMGosh! And even sang a birthday song for me. I feel so touched. I'm really gonna miss them next year. And i made a wish and blew out the candle. [if you really want to know what i wished for, it's something about boys...] We ate the cakes and bought the thumbdrive for sheena [i lost it, and after many many many naggings frm sheena, i finally bought it for her. haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And char was telling me that was why when I asked them join me and sheena to shop, they refused. That was a few days before the Choral Nite. I didnt even catch a hint. Haiz... And lisa told me that char called her at 9pm yesterday to scold her for writing the surprise on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char:"How could you write that? Do you know that kewei tagged and asked about the surprise?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm so touched i've got such nice friends. Then we went Orchard to catch Sky High. They even paid for my movie tickets. *sniff sniff* The movie was fabulous. Quite funny. I lurve the Warren Pierce! He's sooooooo damn hot! OMGosh. [hotter than Daniel Radcliffe and different kinda hot with Tom Felton]. He's got those kind of rough boy looks. Haha. But he can very nice and soft. at times. He's got the ability to conjure fireballs. Cool rite? Okay, i'm off-track. The ending of the movie was really cliche. The male-lead [Will Stronghold] and female-lead [forgot her name] were kissing in the sky. Yeah... Will knows how to fly. Soo romantic right? Next time i'll push my boyfriend into chemical waste and turn him into a superhero so we can kiss under the moon in the sky... awww.... *stares dreamily into space*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113162855521922340?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113162855521922340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113162855521922340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113162855521922340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113162855521922340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-most-excellent-day-ever-man-at.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113150941531021744</id><published>2005-11-09T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T12:10:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6768/874/1600/oliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6768/874/320/oliver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see that picture! OMG! I love this model man! So sexy leh! He's called Oliver. Gosh. I'm practically drooling now. Hahs. Found his picture at model.com. Interested can go visit the website. They got some female models too. I'll just go back to my drooling now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113150941531021744?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113150941531021744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113150941531021744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113150941531021744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113150941531021744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/11/do-you-see-that-picture-omg-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-113146270761772183</id><published>2005-11-08T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:11:47.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyz everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to china on friday morning. But you can still reach me through my msn messenger and tagboard. I know you'll all miss my precense lah. But it cant be helped. Just try and bear with it until i come back [the night after Christmas Day or Tsunami Day].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-113146270761772183?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/113146270761772183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=113146270761772183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113146270761772183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/113146270761772183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/11/heyyz-everybody-im-going-back-to-china.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112998630108990068</id><published>2005-10-22T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T21:05:01.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much happened today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 10am [so early]. then started watching tv. Kids Central was playing Powerpuff Girls. Quite nice to watch actually. If you dont listen to Bubble's voice. Dont you think her voice sounds like squeaking? This story is about this squirrel. That had Chemical X and then developed this super powers. [i also want some chemical x leh...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching it halfway [and falling asleep] when my mom came back from the market. She actually accused me of being childish. Who said I was? Hmph. So teenagers cant watch cartoons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i started playing the computer until lunch. Then mom forced me clean my room coz i stacked all the exam stuff on my room floor and havent clean it yet. All the junk actually almost hid my whole studying desk. Hahs... I was cleaning halfway when my mom went out to shop. Being a good girl, i neglected my duties and started watching tv again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112998630108990068?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112998630108990068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112998630108990068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112998630108990068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112998630108990068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/10/nothing-much-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112980415341529138</id><published>2005-10-20T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:29:13.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today received some negative info about my new blogskin from Ms Charlotte Lee Shi Yi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind lor... I'll change it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning went to Singapore Art Museum. Kind of boring actually. But a lot of nice arts. Haha. School gave us a worksheet to do. Dunno why leh. Haiz... Must choose a painting and comment/interpret it. Then do a sketching. I dont have the talent to draw, so me lisa and char chose an extremely easy one. Called 'Sun Moon Lake'. It's actually a painting of a night scene of a lake in ink and colour. Quite nice, give a peaceful feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from 11am to 4pm, got stuck in the library with lisabella and char reading comics. We all complained of backaches from sitting too long lorhx. Haiz...cant the library produce better conditions for good students like me? We were getting too bored, so i taught char chinese chess. She's hopleless at it. [i'm sooo sorry char] Kind of like when i first started playing chess. Hahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4 something. Went for rehearsal. Then evet invented putting my bag into my jacket to show that 'da4 ge1' has a 'beer belly'. But i think i look pregnant. Nvm. Rehearsal went quite well. We were all laughing at 'Male Lead Character'. Hahs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112980415341529138?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112980415341529138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112980415341529138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112980415341529138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112980415341529138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-received-some-negative-info.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112971441597762316</id><published>2005-10-19T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T17:33:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed my blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...how is it? Please give some comments leh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112971441597762316?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112971441597762316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112971441597762316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112971441597762316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112971441597762316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-changed-my-blogskin-so.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112962268658913017</id><published>2005-10-18T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T16:04:46.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!!! I AM FINALLY BACK AFTER ALMOST 2 MONTHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of you must have missed me lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over. And I'm going through the terrible phase of dealing with my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was okay. Lang arts better than expected and HCL (hydrochloric acid) was also okay lah. [though my mom say 'Aiyoh! You are Chinese leh! Should get highest in level mah!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History failed. But after adding the 5 marks, passed. Haiz.... my history was never good anyway. And luckily i'm not taking it next year. Who wants to know about Independance and Syonan Years?! Ugh. Geog was okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is science results. Sigh... If I get lower than 60 my dad says he'll kill me... I'm so scared lor. Shivering, actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112962268658913017?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112962268658913017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112962268658913017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112962268658913017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112962268658913017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-i-am-finally-back-after-almost-2.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112539294275086871</id><published>2005-08-30T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T17:09:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Byte club was EXTREMELY fun today! We had a fun time eating junk food, pizza, cake and drinking coke! Especially when the wushu people are running by and watching us enjoy while they suffer. Mwuahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, the pizza was extremely tasty with lots of melted cheese on it. And the cake had loads of chocolate covering the top. The whole cake was chocolate-flavoured. Mhmmmm.... I'm starting to lurve byte club...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112539294275086871?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112539294275086871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112539294275086871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112539294275086871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112539294275086871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/byte-club-was-extremely-fun-today-we.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112504770767940042</id><published>2005-08-26T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T17:15:07.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>205 won the Chinese Debate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so hyperventilating now lor. Hahz... Made me forget the maths test for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the title was "Exams are the most important in grading a student". We were the supporting team. Which was to our disadvantage lor. Haiz. But then we knew how to catch the opposing team's weak points and attack them! So in the end, we won! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QiYan was very good, she exceeded my expectations lor. Cause normally she didnt really stood up to answer the questions, but today she was very active. Haha. Miao... she stuttered a lot, but her logic very clear lah. And then it make sense lorhx. Chen'' not really to my expectations. But she also made very good and convincing points. JiaYou! Dina was the most impressive one. She was very fierce. If I was the opposing team, I'll be very scared lorhx. She answered most of the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, the whole team was very good lah. In the results that part, they went around telling us for 20 something minutes, then gave us the results. Haiz. The teachers talked loads of craps also. Were they trying to increase the suspense or think we were more interested in her than the reasult? Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112504770767940042?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112504770767940042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112504770767940042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112504770767940042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112504770767940042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/205-won-chinese-debate-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112470205256813464</id><published>2005-08-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T17:14:12.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to see the doc again today. Took the stupid damn blood test again lor. The girl who took the test for me last week were more friendly with me today. Hmmm...probably having PMS last week or something. We were talking about the Project Superstar while she was taking my blood. She said she supported Junyang too! :) Pity he didnt get in lor... Life is so unfair. Then we chatted about Kelly while waiting for the blood test results. She said Kelly wasnt up to her expectations in the last round and she supported Candyce. I hated Candyce, but of course i didnt say it. I just made a pretty awful looking face and said Kelly was better. Hahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result came out. My white blood cells are 227 now. Which is in the normal region. And so I dont have Malaria. Like i cared. Anyway, my mom was sooo relieved. Which is like... I dont even have any symptoms of Malaria lor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112470205256813464?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112470205256813464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112470205256813464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112470205256813464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112470205256813464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/went-to-see-doc-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112443301576349291</id><published>2005-08-19T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:30:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.... the blind guy got in.... not that i look down on him, but then i like junyang more mah. And i think Junyang will last longer as a star, if you get what i mean... Yeah! Kelly got in! Xinhui is out! Actually, Xinhui's performance better than Kelly, but then Kelly still better coz she got the looks, the movement and the talent. She's more appealing to the crowd i think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112443301576349291?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112443301576349291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112443301576349291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112443301576349291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112443301576349291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112427582682031563</id><published>2005-08-17T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:50:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went straight to my doctor after school. I was late for 10 minutes, TEN BLOODY MINUTES ONLY! And he saw the other patient before me. To hell with him. *sticks tongue out at him* And i had to wait in the waiting room all by myself fer the nxt 15 minutes. So weird lor, how come only got 1 patient after me? Is his office gonna collapse soon? Nevermind. Who cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You are late.' First thing he says after meeting me for few days. And he smile when saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him i was still sick. He said probably have Dengue Fever or something. Or i just too tired. So need to take some of my blood. From the arms. It was so...bloody. Not painful at all lorhx. Dunno why my mom freaking out more than me. Then waited another 30 mins for the result. Doc Ong says my dunno-what-but-pretty-important-things in the blood all normal. But my white blood cells a bit low in the normal regions. Normal is 140 to 440. Mine is 189. Humph. Asked me to go back 3 days later of still got fever. Then arranged another 2.30pm appt. Gave me a ton of medicine then smiled and said goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112427582682031563?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112427582682031563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112427582682031563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112427582682031563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112427582682031563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/went-straight-to-my-doctor-after.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112401771395028774</id><published>2005-08-14T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T19:08:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was over at char's house to do the role of Emily as a Mother thingy this morn. Yichan and mel-the-bear didnt come. So sad. Haiz... but i got to enjoy my er-ren-shi-jie with ccr. hahs... Didnt do much. just slacked all the way. Got a new blogskin fer char. And changed her astrocious looking tagboard. Then halfway while selecting the blogskins... it began to rain. Me and ccr were in a rush to get the clothes inside. It was drizzling already. So we spent a LOT of effort bringing in the clothes. And i touched some g-strings and briefs. ICKS!! *skin crawls* At leats, it's clean, right? *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horror will be forever burned into my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyways, currently reading a book called the Sixth Lamentations. Very nice. Read 50 something pages in one day. To sheena and lisabella: I am NOT a slow reader!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112401771395028774?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112401771395028774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112401771395028774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112401771395028774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112401771395028774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/was-over-at-chars-house-to-do-role-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112385513315988098</id><published>2005-08-12T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:58:53.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just changed a blogskin! I lurve this shade of orange man! It rocks! Maybe i should rillie take chicky yichan and mel-the-bear's advice of changing my blogskin to a pieve of rock... hmmm...i shall think abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today went for Li Jia Tong's talk. He didnt rillie say anything about how to write compos lah. Just a lot about humanity, poor people, Mother Teresa, Indonesia, United Nations... that's about it. At first when he went on stage i thought he just woke up leh. Coz his eyes were not really open all the way, then the back of his hair stood up, then he was wearing kinda casual things and the way he speaks... i really felt myself falling asleep. Haiz... at least it's better than goin' to cca right? Just sitting there doing nothing is definitely better than just sitting there doing nothings trying not to fall asleep. Weelllll... *cough* not &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; better, but okay lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112385513315988098?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112385513315988098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112385513315988098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112385513315988098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112385513315988098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-just-changed-blogskin-i-lurve-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112349647090731851</id><published>2005-08-08T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:21:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Day celebration wasnt that bad this year. But i sweat a LOT. The hall was so crowded lor. School gave us the...erm...'Stix' thingy? It was pretty fun. I had a nice time hitting ppl on the head with it, cough especially cough charlotte. hahs... Then after celebration went back to primary school. Found a lot of students outside entrance though. Said security guard didnt let them in. What?! Do we look like terrorists? I tried walking right past the crowd of ppl into the school. It actually worked! I am a genius. :D Saw a lot of classmates [who alreadi was inside school] and ex-form teacher. Missed her a lot lor. Haiz...life is an irreversible change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. I'm getting all emotional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, after meeting everyone we wanted to go somewhere. Then me and 2 other ex-classmates sort of separated frm the others coz they were progressing too slowly, you know? It's like we took 1 hr to decide where to go then half an hr to reach, then 2 hr to eat. And they were still thinking abt watching a 2 hr movie?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come.On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me, qian and vera alighted at Tiong Bahru to watch Charlie and the Chocalate Factory. It was kinda nice. Didnt really like the characters. But the whole thing was very funny. They changed a lot of the content though. And Willy Wonka had this funny laugh. Dunno how to describe, but it was funny. Kinda dry and short, a bit like burping?! Er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. You can watch the movie yourself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112349647090731851?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112349647090731851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112349647090731851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112349647090731851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112349647090731851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/national-day-celebration-wasnt-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112314113351551746</id><published>2005-08-04T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T15:38:53.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Home economics sucked today. We made [or frankly, failed to make] beads thingy. Just the thought of it make me uneasy. And my table de design sucked lor... nvm. I shall swear on my life that i will never try another beady thingy again in my whole life! Anyway, what has home economics got to do with beads?! It's not something that we can use at home what... it's just a decoration... *sulks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112314113351551746?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112314113351551746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112314113351551746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112314113351551746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112314113351551746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/home-economics-sucked-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112305687899245358</id><published>2005-08-03T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:14:38.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCHOOL SUCKS. I PREFER THE SABBATICALS LOR. SIGHH. ZENG LAOSHI SAY WE MUST RETAKE THE CHINESE WENHUA TI ON FRIDAY COZ IT GOT OUT AMONG STUDENTS. I HATE CHINESE TESTS. THOUGHT IT WAS FINALLY OVER. THEN IT COMES BACK AGAIN. SIGH. ANYWAY, THIS MORNING FRANCE AEROPLANE SUDDENLY CAUGHT FIRE. LUCKILY NOBODY'S DEAD. THINK IT'S A TERRORIST ATTACK LEH... HMMM...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112305687899245358?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112305687899245358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112305687899245358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112305687899245358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112305687899245358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/08/school-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112273476876211580</id><published>2005-07-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T22:46:08.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently watching Chronicles Of The Heavenly Dragon on Channel U now. The previous episodes were full of fighting and .... well, more fighting. But htis one's too hopelessly romantic and mushy to the goosebumps extend. The female lead keep calling her sweetheart [Duan Gong-zi] Duan-Lang. The Lang is a chinese character that means man, etc, xin-lang = bridesgroom. So disgusting right? And I was thinking, what if I adopt this thingy into modern ppl? Then Draco will be Draco-Lang. Jay Chou would be Zhou-Lang. The Zhang Dong Jian will be Zhang-Lang. I told my mom, then she said, 'Isnt Zhang-Lang = Cockroach?!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112273476876211580?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112273476876211580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112273476876211580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112273476876211580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112273476876211580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-currently-watching-chronicles-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112262217951469576</id><published>2005-07-29T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T15:29:39.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Space Shuttle Discovery is now in space, dunno where, but probably floating around. It has flown 31 flights, spent 241.95 days in space, completed 3,808 orbits, and flown 98,710,673 miles (158,859,429 km) in total. I dont think it'll get back to Earth anytime soon lor. Probably in 5 years? The news say that a bird knocked onto Discovery, causing part of the protective layer to fall off. So, if the space shuttle wanna get back to the Earth, it'll explode when entering the atmosphere. Poor bird lor... getting knocked onto this huge thingy while it was flying happily in the air...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112262217951469576?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112262217951469576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112262217951469576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112262217951469576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112262217951469576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/space-shuttle-discovery-is-now-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112255859022350963</id><published>2005-07-28T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:49:50.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received the horrible information that Dumbledore [dumby sound nice rite?] died! I'm starting to hate J.K. How can she do this to me?! And Voldemort is only afraid of dumby leh! Now Harry is in danger.  And i thought Snape [Sevie sounds nicer] was working as a spy for Dumby? He's now the Half-bloood Prince? I wanted Sevie to end up with Hermione [Hermy rox!] de leh... Nevermind then. Hope Hermy have an attraction for bad boys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112255859022350963?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112255859022350963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112255859022350963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112255859022350963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112255859022350963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-received-horrible-information-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112228749065019708</id><published>2005-07-25T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T18:31:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of Sabbaticals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First aid was quite exciting. We watched a lot of gruesome pics of wounds... ugh... if you wanna know how gross it actually is, please go to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg"&gt;www.google.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; and type in lacerated wound. [i bet you dont dare to go...] We learnt about the stuff in the First Aid Bag. Do you know that sanitary pads can be used to dress wounds?! Hope i dont try that on someone. But we still havent gotten to the part where we do CPR... so disappointed. Haiz. [It'll be useful in the future when Tom Cruise suddenly faints of a heart attack right?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Chinese Maths was extremely boring. Both the teachers were weird. Dunno how to say it, but they were weird. Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112228749065019708?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112228749065019708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112228749065019708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112228749065019708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112228749065019708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-is-first-day-of-sabbaticals.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112185876898852752</id><published>2005-07-20T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T19:26:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The tests are FINALLY over! I am hyperventilating. [been using tt word a lot these days...but who care?] History test today sucked. I was writing like hell and then still didnt manage to finish writing all the points. I think i'm gonna flung this test man. And I suck at phyics. [didnt know here that came from but it did...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Prince of Egypt today! But only a part of it. I remember watching it on channel 5 before. But then forgot most of it. But i did remember that when i was watching it with my dad, he was asking me about school. [weird things happen to your memory right? they always wanna register small things and then forget the big things...] Like this afternoon after school. I was waiting at the bus stop [and just infromed of the news that TWO 961s passed by...] when Charlotted came by ans was running towards the 74. I was really polite and said 'bye' to her. Then she said, "Kewei!! You dont remember?? You are supposed to come to my house today leh!!!" [somewhere along there minus some exclaimation marks and plus some feminism]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I totally forgot about it. But then God saw this from somewhere up there and then made charlotted some to the bus stop to find me. Thanks God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112185876898852752?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112185876898852752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112185876898852752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112185876898852752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112185876898852752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/tests-are-finally-over-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112175637906997257</id><published>2005-07-19T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:59:39.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harry Potter series, the sixth book is out! But i didnt buy it. Some say that it sucks, some say it's the best series ever. I dont know. I'm more interested in the movie. People say the it'll be out by the end of the year. I cant wait! But then the Harry Potter and the Ha;f Blood Prince is so thick lah... dunno how the director can squeeze everything into a 2.5hr movie leh... We shall wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Char finally got a blog! She havent tell me yet. But i'll find out soon enough. *cackles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112175637906997257?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112175637906997257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112175637906997257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112175637906997257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112175637906997257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/harry-potter-series-sixth-book-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112148900295488336</id><published>2005-07-16T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T12:43:22.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the celebration of Festival of Arts. Whole day no school, well, except for the morning must do dunno-what english test. All comprehensions one. And the answers very hard to get. Haiz... it's counted in the ca leh... dun think i'll get any good results frm it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they say it's celebration of arts, we didnt really celebrate any arts at all lorhx. Me, charlotted and sheena went to play hopscotch. Forgot a lot of rules. haha. Havent played it for like almost 3 years?! Really missed primary school days... Sigh. Then Ms Ong showed us how to play Zero Point. It's 2 ppl hold a long rubber thingy. Then we must jump over it. The highest level is one inch above the head leh! I thought Ms Ong cannot make it one, but then she did a somersault and then 'flew' over! OMG lorhx... I can never do tt... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later did some stupid mass dance. Then went to canteen to watch some boring anime. I read my book all the way. hahs... It's called ren2 jian1 zheng1 fa1 or vanishing act. Very nice. I strongly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we all went to hall to be dismissed. Then someone announced that 2/5 got first for modern dance leh! I was so shcoked lor. I think nobody expected it. Liping's gonna be so happy. And i was hyperventilating. Ha. The prize was a lot, LOT of food. Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112148900295488336?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112148900295488336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112148900295488336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112148900295488336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112148900295488336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/yesterday-was-celebration-of-festival.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112115241898873495</id><published>2005-07-12T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:13:38.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didnt disappoint myself in the dance competition today! I didnt really forget any dance steps. [tou1 xiao4] Then I kepy up with most of the music! So happy! I feel like shouting now but cant coz of my 'breaking' voice. [i wonder how the boys go for oral examinations when they are breaking voice?] Charlotte keep saying that my voice sound sexy, and then other ppl say 'you can sing Ah Du's [chinese singer if you have been living in space all along] songs'/'you sound so funny [followed by idiotic giggles]'/'your voice liddat still talk' [courtesy of sock]... And then today 'hun4 guo4' eng/his presentation lorhx... They all laughed when i was reading frm the slides. hahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I signed up for First Aid and Ancient Chinese Maths. Originally wanted Environmental Science de... but then nobody in class signed up for it, so it'll only be lisabella and me. So boring one... Didnt really want First Aid lor, but Self-Enriching thingy full le, so no choice. The other 2 choices are Chinese dance [can you imagine me in a tight pink dress, moving around gracefully doing splits? *shudders*] and History thingy but it's full too. I wonder what we are gonna do in First Aid... Mouth to mouth rescusitation? Only if Tom Cruise is my patient... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112115241898873495?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112115241898873495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112115241898873495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112115241898873495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112115241898873495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-didnt-disappoint-myself-in-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112106394473259397</id><published>2005-07-11T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T14:39:04.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's gonna be a stressful day man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we will be practising our dance during first reccess, probably have no time to eat. hahs... Then we have to go to the com labs to select our Sabbaticals at 12.15pm. And we are gonna prepare for our dance lor. Dunno how on earth we can be at two places at the same time. heez... After school nearly 40 primary school, each sending 2 teams, will be coming to nanyang for IT Quiz. I'm the usher and have to report at 1.45pm in who knows where... Then it will be all the way to 5.30pm something lor... haiz... stressful right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112106394473259397?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112106394473259397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112106394473259397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112106394473259397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112106394473259397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/tomorrows-gonna-be-stressful-day-man.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112090646095588562</id><published>2005-07-09T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T18:54:20.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The London bomb attacks were all over the newspapers today and yesterday. It's such a sad thing lor, just after they were chosen for the Olympics games then they got bombed. The headlines of every newspaper changed from 'London wins the Olympics 2012!' to 'Bombing in London, 50 deaths and 800 injured' So sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Qaeda is definitely responsible for this blasts lor. There was this article that I read online yesterday that said that a student was sitting along the benches along the London streets studying, when suddenly a human arm flew onto his shoulder. He was extremely shocked. So terrible... Then I saw a picture where there's this woman, one side of the face skin was completely blasted off, all I could see was the white of the eyeball. [yucks]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112090646095588562?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112090646095588562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112090646095588562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112090646095588562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112090646095588562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/london-bomb-attacks-were-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112083091753743460</id><published>2005-07-08T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T21:55:17.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;From school started I've been out on both fu*king days of thr weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm bloody hell sick of this! Why the damn hell must we go anywhere on saturdays and sundays??? Weekends are for enjoying, not studying for Heaven's sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112083091753743460?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112083091753743460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112083091753743460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112083091753743460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112083091753743460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-school-started-ive-been-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112072205970120298</id><published>2005-07-07T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T15:40:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>London won the 2012 Olympic thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unfair lor. My mom told me that Paris has been elected then lost in 1996, 2004, 2008 and 2012. They all lost. She says it's because France and England are not in good terms lorhx. I also dont know why. But then London cheated a bit lah. Coz the ppl voting for New York changed their vote to London after getting kicked out lor. Coz America and England are extremely good friends mah. And London won Paris by 4 votes only leh. So if the American ppl were more impartial, Paris would have won. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112072205970120298?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112072205970120298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112072205970120298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112072205970120298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112072205970120298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/london-won-2012-olympic-thingy-so.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112055246165077734</id><published>2005-07-05T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T16:56:13.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6768/874/1600/home_globe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6768/874/320/home_globe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration of the Youth Day yesterday rocked man! I watched the War of the Worlds with my mom. It was so scary lor. Didnt really make much sense. It's just suspense all the way. Not much content too. Hmmm, kind of expected more of Steven Spielberg. And Tom Cruise just acted scared all the way. Waste of money. And the little girl [what's her name?] kept screaming for the length of almost half the movie. It really doesnt make much sense to me lor. It just started like that and then suddely ended. With no particular very obvious answer or evidence. But it was extremely thrilling. Good for the heart. It pumped like hell for every minute that i was in the theatre. Felt like I ran 2.4km after i came out of the theatre after the show lor. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was about this man who worked as a blue collar. Then he was divorced, quite poor and didnt know how to be a father. His wife and her new husband brought the kids over to his house coz they wanna go to Boston to visit her parents. And then the 2 kids were just there for a while when a storm was gathering. It's weird lor. Coz the wind was blowing &lt;em&gt;toward&lt;/em&gt; the storm. Then lightning started to strike at one place for many times. Then it suddenly stopped. Then TomCruise went out looking for his son. [dunno why] He found him and asked him to go back to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then saw a hole in the ground, and out of it emerged a machine-like thingy. It started zapping lightning kinda things toward humans. The humans exploded into ashes. [how funny] He amazingly surivived when 99% of them were dead. He went back to the house [several streets away] and packed everything. They left and drove towards Boston. [the car they drove miraculously worked while every other car stopped working] They were passing a town when ppl started to climb onto the car, then they were finally hauled out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then went to a harbour and then started boarding a ship with hoards of other ppl. Then while they were on the ship something emerged from the water and started zapping ppl again. The three of them jumped into the near-freezing water and surprising survived again while all other ppl are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then hid into the basment of an old man. The old man wanted to fight the aliens and was making too much noise so Tom Cruise killed him. [i wish i can kill everyone who make too much noise] After that, red plants started growing on the walls, everywhere. They sick human blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night, something [snake-like] came down [dunno do what] and then the girl started screaming and ran out 0f the house. Tom followed and saw his daughter was taken up into the aliens. He got some explosives [dunno why it was there] frm a truck and then was caught by the alien. He was dropped into a container sort of thing. He saw his daughter and was almost sucked up when he put the exposives and then the whole thing exploded. They dropped frm like 50m from the air but no one got hurt. And then the machines suddenly stopped working and every alien died. [dunno why]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably sound really boring but it's extremely thrilling in the theatres. You can go watch it but be prepared for non-sensical things and lack of content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112055246165077734?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112055246165077734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112055246165077734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112055246165077734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112055246165077734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/celebration-of-youth-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112039873466778939</id><published>2005-07-03T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T21:52:14.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6768/874/1600/ai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6768/874/1600/ai_artificial_intelligence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6768/874/320/ai_artificial_intelligence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched the movie on Channel 5. It's all Artificial Intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is mimicking the story of Pinochio and his quest for humanity. Here, Pinochio is represented by David, a robot ("mecha") who is capable of love. David lives in the future where the polar ice caps have melted, resulting in the submerging of world's coastal cities. To preserve resources, a strong birth control regimen is adopted and robots are used to perform functions that humans aren't available to do. This ultimately ends up including the functions of sex and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica and Henry are a couple who have adopted David to substitute for their real son, Martin (Jake Thomas), who is in a coma. Everything is going well until Martin wakes up. Martin and David don't get along and a string of incidents leads to David being abandoned by Monica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This begins the second phase of the film. David wanders around a rain forest-like New Jersey and is captured by a bunch of mecha-haters who like to destroy robots for entertainment. He befriends Gigolo Joe, a robot who is also on the run. They are about to be destroyed when they escape, thanks to David's human-like nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third phase is David's desperate attempt to become real by finding the blue fairy, which leads him to his creator (who has created him to replace his own son). In contrast to his expectations, David finds hundreds of replicas of himself which leads him to a catatonic state for a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, archaeologists (either from another planet or evolved robots who survived humanity's eventual destruction), revive David and help him realise his dream with their amazing technologies. He finally got to live his mother for just one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending was really touching. All along he just wanted to be loved by his mother. It was just a simple wish, yet it was so difficult. He desperately wanted to be real. In the end, he finally got his wish. He's mother loved him... And then they fell asleep together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Spielberg really know how to capture people's hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112039873466778939?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112039873466778939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112039873466778939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112039873466778939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112039873466778939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-watched-movie-on-channel-5.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112037488340433055</id><published>2005-07-03T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T15:14:43.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! I changed a new skin [in case you havent noticed...]&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why i chose this so pinkish skin....&lt;br /&gt;Must have some of Lisa and Yichan rubbing off me... hahs&lt;br /&gt;I found that I can tolerate pink/purple now. I even added purple to my art project leh! Weird right? I've been hating pink since I was around 5, dont know why suddenly the big change. Probably hormone overload. Yeah, that's it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112037488340433055?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112037488340433055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112037488340433055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112037488340433055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112037488340433055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/yeah-i-changed-new-skin-in-case-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112021709892086890</id><published>2005-07-01T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T19:24:58.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Next Monday is Youth Day! OMG! This the second time i'm gonna celebrate it. And every teenager out there should cherish it leh... coz if you think abt it, if at 18 we become adults, then we can only celebrate a total of 5/6 yrs for Youth Day leh... Sad right? So cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, NY's only gonna celebrate Youth Day nxt Friday. And 2/5 is selling Ice Cream Waffles/Bread. And this year we are raising money for another organisation. I mean, it's so weird loh. Youth Day is supposed to be celebrating our Youth right? Then why are we not? And instead we are raising money. &lt;em&gt;weird.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got our first class of Home Econs this year. And Mrs Wong gave us loads of homwork. One worksheet, one individual project and one grp project. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is gonna be stressful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112021709892086890?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112021709892086890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112021709892086890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112021709892086890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112021709892086890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/07/next-monday-is-youth-day-omg-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-112002887120869352</id><published>2005-06-29T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T15:07:51.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is starting to get more relaxed now. Hahs... This morning first period was Lang Arts. It was bad enough that last 2 terms we got 2 days of every week for 1st period of lang arts, and now?! Can you imagine so early in the morning and we have to listen to someone droning on and on to eternity? The rest of the day will be focused on trying not to fall asleep during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that was Maths. Me and Lisa were the second to present. It was quite gd lah. I think... The audience didnt respond too much though. Then Mrs See go and asked a difficult question and even Math-Genius-Lisa also dunno leh. Hahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese sucked man! I only got 39.5/60 for the whole thing lor... Didnt have enough time to finish everything... Sigh... Sheena got top 10 leh! Got the shock of my life. Such a pity that no one got full marks. But yy got extremely close, like around 59.5 lorhx. I wonder where did she make the mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ITE learned some chim things that A Byte Club member also very confused. Haiz... muz ask shiqi to teach me on fri... Then assembly we had a HOD dunno-what-but-it's-all-crap thingy. They droned on and on and on... And finally, we get to go home. Anw, I still have no idea which Sabbatical I wanna join leh. Probably Environmental Science, but i think too many ppl would apply for it. Before I can join, the membership would be full... So maybe I should join the history thing. Can see Mackintosh sitting around ppl's tables...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-112002887120869352?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/112002887120869352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=112002887120869352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112002887120869352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/112002887120869352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-is-starting-to-get-more-relaxed.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111994592912400714</id><published>2005-06-28T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T16:05:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School just started this Monday. And there's alreadi mountains of homework waiting for me... Why does man find the need to torture their own descendants. Why did Newton have to find Gravity? Why does Edison have to invent Physics? Why? Why?! And now we have to learn all of these boring peice of chunk... Why do I need to care about Law of Inertia? Who wants to know this boring stuff? It isnt much use anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111994592912400714?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111994592912400714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111994592912400714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111994592912400714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111994592912400714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-just-started-this-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111924136959462451</id><published>2005-06-20T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T12:22:49.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my life so sad? I got serious 'dairea'. I dunno how to spell it. But it sounds like that what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I suspect it was the Chicken rice I ate yesterday that landed me in such a sad and pathetic state. But it tasted like heaven. The stall-holder must be jealous of my beauty and added poison into the rice. Hmph! Now i need to go to the toilet every one hour. At least it was better than yesterday night. I got a MC of three days! THREE DAYS! Can you &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; the seriousness of the situation?! I really not sure abt going to the bbq today. What if it gets worse after eating the food? It's not that clean right? But I alreadi bought 4 packets of Lays potato chips. I shall eat one pack later. Hahs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111924136959462451?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111924136959462451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111924136959462451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111924136959462451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111924136959462451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/sigh-why-is-my-life-so-sad-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111898791973804960</id><published>2005-06-17T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T13:58:39.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went over to Qian's house this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 am in the bloody morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7.10am. Normally i wake up at 10am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had these horrible bags under my eyes. And this feeling that my eyes are gonna fall off anytime soon. Spent the whole morning doing comic strips with Miao ans Qian. It was just 3 drawing blocks, but we spent 3.5hrs doing it. Then ate Banmian [looks like batman] with Miao in record time of 10 mins! Came home and researched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On War of the Worlds starring Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*what were u expecting?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely wanna watch it. But it's only open on 21 July. Have to wait for another month. Probably gonna watch The Fantastic 4/ The Island. Anyone wanna watch it with me? Tag. Thx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111898791973804960?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111898791973804960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111898791973804960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111898791973804960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111898791973804960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/went-over-to-qians-house-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111892033890140278</id><published>2005-06-16T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T19:12:18.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking forward to watching Mr and Mrs Smith fer a long long time. Sigh. Finally get to catch it in golden village! Dunno quite what to make of it though. haha. It's plot is disgusting. That is the ONLY flaw I can find in the whole movie. The sparks oozing out of Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt are just sooo obvious! They make a great couple, in the movie. They didnt use much of their actor/actoress talents. It's just the events keep coming and blasting into your face that it hides the previous flaw, perfectly. The conversations are rillie funny, believe me, cos normally i'm a very serious and solemn person. [tries to frown and make a serious face]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the end is rillie heartwarming. No gross details of their sexual adventures... [pity, pity.] But then we known pretty much by their shedding of clothes and tongue-ing. It should have been rated for NC-16. Lucky I shook off my mom and grabbed Qianwen to watch the movie with me... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see her 6 mths old bro before going to Tiong Bahru theatre. He's soooo cute! I've never ever seen a bigger baby in my life! He was 4.2kg when he was born lorhx... haha. Pity Qian cant shop with me, her evil Raffles seniors dragged her back to school for cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grabs knife, aiming at Qian's seniors*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back... We spent a nice and leisurely afternoon together. Both in mini-skirts. I felt EXTREMELY uncomfortable in it. It felt like i was wearing nothing at all! And I cant believe there were hundreds of girls in the shopping center with shorter mini-skirts. Yeah, an author is right, 'nowadays the boys' pants are getting longer and bulkier and the girls' skirts are getting shorter and tighter...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111892033890140278?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111892033890140278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111892033890140278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111892033890140278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111892033890140278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/looking-forward-to-watching-mr-and-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111855484609686609</id><published>2005-06-12T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T13:40:46.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh My Goodness --&lt;br /&gt;Oh Heavens Above ---&lt;br /&gt;I Am So --&lt;br /&gt;How Can This ---&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm tongue-tied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT A MINI SKIRT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not that short, but it's slightly above my thigh. It's the jeans material and it kinda flares out. I really dont know what I was doing when mom bought it for me. Guess the past 6 years of drilling into me the importance of wearing skirts and being feminine finally paid off. What's next? Me having long hair again? Wearing pink? Buying make-up? I'd rather go and jump down my flat. Hmmm...that means i'm still kind of normal. NO I'M NOT!!! On top of buying the skirt, I actually agreed with my mom that I would wear it to the movies with my ex-classmates!? Oh man! Luckily they are all girls. Cant possibly let the boys see me in a mini-skirt... They'll probably drop down dead at my sight. [not out of admiration but of shock] Lisa's gonna be sooo happy that i'm wearing a skirt other than my school uniform. Pity she's somewhere in Bangkok right now shopping her brains out... haha. Well, guess it will take some time before i et accustomed to the fact that i'm going to wear a mini skirt in front of my friends in less than 96hours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111855484609686609?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111855484609686609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111855484609686609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111855484609686609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111855484609686609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-my-goodness-oh-heavens-above-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111837842795689406</id><published>2005-06-10T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T12:40:27.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what? Yesterday i went back to school. No, not that i miss Hengkie, but to got fer the chinese debate thingy. Well, i reached there kinda early, so i only saw xinyu and her st john ppl. then 2 mins after 10am, eve t appeared. We were sitting there, doing nothing. I really should charge all of them for being late. Just on Wednesday, Lisabella was late for 1 mins and yichan was also late for 15 mins. I would be a millionaire by now if i charged them $1 for every mins late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out of topic. Okay, back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed abt how 'inner beauty is more important than outer'. I wont type out the reasons in case the opposing grp ppl see it and use it against us. haha. But i think it's pretty easy to guess what points we can use lah... Only 10 ppl came that day, so sad. We only have 16 ppl in our grp... i guess all the other ppl think that the other topic is easier to do lah... or they are all hypocrites... haha. No offense to anyone in the other grp. The whole thing lasted for only 1.5h. Didnt expect it to be very fast. Dina like almost planned everything lorhx. The rest of us juz went along... but we gave suggestions lah... Dina rox man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tt went to coronation fer lunch with yichan. The sphagetti was nice. But the lemonade was a little weird. It was pink colour. Nvm, then we walked round the centre and all that. Had a really nice time. I rock man! Er... i honestly dunno where that came frm... nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heez...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111837842795689406?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111837842795689406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111837842795689406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111837842795689406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111837842795689406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/guess-what-yesterday-i-went-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111794607634857984</id><published>2005-06-05T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T12:34:36.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Movie Review: Mad-aga-scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's fantabulous! Those who havent watched it are missing out on something great. The story, as we all know, is about the lion, Alex, the zebra, Marty, the hippo, Gloria and the giraffe, Melman. Alex and Marty are the best of friends. Alex is the main attraction of the Central Park Zoo in Manhattan and is somewhat obssessed with himself. Although a lion is supposed to be the King the the Beasts, Alex however, loved children and is friendly with its 'preys'. He loves to suck his fingers in his sleep [so cute!], loves steaks and is obssessed with his mane. Marty is a really fun character. He got a desire to go to the wild and loves new experiences. He's incredibly curious, which led him to some wonderful and terrible events. Gloria is the motherly figure in this entire movie. She organizes everthing, comes up with sensible ideas and tries her best to protect her friends from trouble. Melman is a very 'sick' character. He doesnt seem to have any confidence at all, and always thinks of himself as being sick. And more often than not, makes a mountain out of a molehole. Not to mention, he's extremely pessimistic. Of course, last but not least, there's the penguins. They are soooo hilarious. They have a 'captain' and he orders everyone around. He is always thinking of plans to escape back to the Antartica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is really shallow. Doesnt have anything deep at all. On Marty's 10th birthday, he decided to visit the wild. He escaped from the zoo at night. Later, Melman realized his absense and the remaining three of them started to look for him. They got caught by police at last and was sent to the African nature reserve. They were on a cargo ship with the penguins. And accidentally all of them dropped into the ocean and floated to an unknown island. Meanwhile, the penguins took control of the ship [the 007 music was on, it was so funny] and set off for Antartica. The four of them, after finding each other, started to explore the island. To their horror, there were no humans there. haha. Then they met this bunch of squirrel thingy and started to live with them. [go watch the movie if u wanna know why] Alex, after 2 days without food/meat, started to see everything as meat and went after Marty. They ran away from him and realised that the wild was not as fun as they thought. Alex was very scared that he would try to eat his freinds again and loked himself in a cage he made... Meanwhile, the penguins arrived in Antartica. Their leader said: 'This sucks' so they set off again to the island. Marty, Gloria and Melman went back to the beach to flag down any ships and saw one coming their way. Marty went off to find Alex. And was chased by praire dogs. Alex came to their rescue. And then after some events, they lived happily ever after. Well, not quite, coz they wanted to go around the world with that cargo ship the penguins arrived with but it ran out of gas....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111794607634857984?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111794607634857984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111794607634857984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111794607634857984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111794607634857984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/movie-review-mad-aga-scar-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111770904793414922</id><published>2005-06-02T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T18:44:07.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths SIA is finally finished! I'm in the same group with Lisabella and kewei. haha. The three of us decided to do on curves. Mathematical curves... if you are thinking of other things... Anyway, i tried to find information about curves, so I typed in curves in the google search engine. And then all sorts of Slimming products came into view. 'You will never regret it!' 'Promise to show results after 1 week only!' '20% discount if you buy more than 3 boxes!' For God's sake... I don't need slimming products!? I'm thin enough! Disgusting Google!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to our topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We based our project on 4 types of curves. Circles, Ellipse, Parabola and Hyperbola. At first I didnt understand anything, but then lisabella explained the really mind-fogging, brain-sell-killing concepts to me. So at least I understand it now. I really should try harder to communicate with the soul of the world, it can tell us everything right? After doing the project... I began to like curves! I lurv the formulas and different types of curves! Especially the butterfly curve and the hyperbolic paraboloid curve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I am going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111770904793414922?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111770904793414922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111770904793414922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111770904793414922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111770904793414922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/maths-sia-is-finally-finished-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111762889776050073</id><published>2005-06-01T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:28:17.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz. This afternoon I went to school to hand in the Literature essay. I totally forgot about it until this morning when I accidentally recalled that I havent printed out the essay on my desk top and realised that today was the deadline of the stupid thingy... So this afternoon I wore my uniform to school. It felt really weird. I was not accustomed to the uniform already. I prefer plain clothes. Sigh. Dunno how on earth I can drag myself back to school after the holidays. I met huiqi in school. I didnt really recognise her until she saw me and called my name. haha. Guess i should change my glasses. Anw, she was there to hand in the essay too. She was wearing plain clothes. I thought we cant get into the school without uniform?! nvm. Next time i shall go in home clothes too... After meeting her and saying bye, i was walking down the staircase when I saw Hengkie aproaching me. It looked like she didnt see me just around the corner, so I quickly ducked and ran to other staircase. She was wearing a tight top and colourful pants. What a sight. After escaping from her clutches, I safely returned home. I hope I dun have to go back to school fer the next month...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111762889776050073?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111762889776050073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111762889776050073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111762889776050073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111762889776050073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/06/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111718200304583449</id><published>2005-05-27T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:20:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today mom went to get my reportbook. And she was quite disappointed with the results. And zeng laoshi told her that my results was a little risky for getting into the IP... *sniffles*. I got 70.89% fer the average thingy lor... sigh. so sad...muz buck up nxt two terms! anw, i think zeng laoshi got some serious misunderstanding with me lorhx... she wrote in my report book that i was a silent during class, very guai, do things according to school rules... that is soooo funny. I think she mistook me fer another person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111718200304583449?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111718200304583449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111718200304583449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111718200304583449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111718200304583449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-mom-went-to-get-my-reportbook.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111710956286131002</id><published>2005-05-26T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T20:12:42.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just went to Melissa's blog. And while i waz posting a comment, there waz this error. And it was alrite. But then beneath the 'Error', there wrote: 'Please confirm you are a human below'. O, tell me, my Lord!, what had I done wrong to deserve such treatment and be excluded from the human race?! Anyways, I typed in this code thingy, and they confirmed that I was, indeed, a human. How comforting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111710956286131002?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111710956286131002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111710956286131002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111710956286131002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111710956286131002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-just-went-to-melissas-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111701704868719283</id><published>2005-05-25T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:30:48.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to school today. It's nice to be around ppl of the same age as me in a large environment instead to being cooped up in my room with my mom. Not that my mom's irritating, nor that she nags at me every minute, nor that she always force me to eat/drink the bitter and repulsive chinese traditional medicine, nor that she basically strapped me to my bed, but it's just that... [I really cant find any reason for this one]. Nevermind abt that, but it's nice to be with my friends after 4 days of not seeing them. I found that i really missed yichan/sheena/lisabella quite a lot. haha. [corny i noe...] Seems recently a lot [i really mean A LOT] of ppl in school are having cold/fever or one symptom or another of the cold. I mean, did you all really miss me THAT MUCH in the ONE DAY that i was absent from school? I'm flattered, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111701704868719283?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111701704868719283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111701704868719283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111701704868719283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111701704868719283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-back-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111682637427857291</id><published>2005-05-23T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T13:32:54.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm physically sick. [in case u r thinking of it as mentally] I've got a 38.1 degrees Celsius fever. A runny and running nose [rillie, it's so slippery tt i tink it's trying to run away frm me]. I cant see straight [which is why i took 5 mins to type 3 sentences] and then my eyes are bloodshot. My brain is trying to burst out of my skull. I'm breathing fire [i believe in dragons] and I'm sweating all over. Wait, i muz go sneeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm back. Anw, why i'm typing is because i've been in my bed for the past 12 hours and if I stay there for another minute/second I'll become mentally disabled. So I convinced mom to let me outta my prison bed and type something or else i'll go physically handicapped too. Ugh. I'm feeling giddy... I dont think i can go to school tmr. Dun miss me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111682637427857291?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111682637427857291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111682637427857291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111682637427857291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111682637427857291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-physically-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111640133127203101</id><published>2005-05-18T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:28:51.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you believe in souls? I'm not really sure whether we have it or not. If we dont have it, then how come we are different from high-intelligence animals [monkeys/apes/penguin]? We have more emotions than them. And we know how to hide them, they dont. Is it becoz of our soul? But normally people's definition of soul is something that exists within us and it feels too, or more like, it &lt;em&gt;gives&lt;/em&gt; us feelings. But scientific study had revealed that our cerebum [base of brain] feels too! It is the brain that is giving us thoughts and emotions. Does it still mean that we have a soul? Then what use is it if the brain can feel? However, there were reports that brain-dead ppl can also have emotions, they dream. And their heart rate increases with the dream. They still feels... does it mean that they have a soul? Then of what use is our brain? Yes, the brain supports our logical thinking &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; emotions. While our soul supports our conscience &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; emotions. But then isnt conscience what we depend on when we are doing something. Then that means consicence is thoughts what?! I'm really confused. They say that souls still exists after we die. Where do they go? Do they get sorted into heaven/hell? Or do they stay on earth? I feel like dying and finding out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111640133127203101?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111640133127203101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111640133127203101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111640133127203101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111640133127203101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/do-you-believe-in-souls-im-not-really.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111623865173432381</id><published>2005-05-16T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T18:17:31.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the Sabbaticals week! Enjoy your freedom while you can, people! Coz during the hols we'll have loads of project to finish! haha. Anw, this morn, i brought an extremely light bag with me to school. And on the way in the bus, teased my senior endlessly abt her heavy bag. Mwuahahahah. I am such a nice girl. Caring too. This morn we did the intro of the p4t. Phycology for teens. Yucks. I mean, how can they embarrass me like that? I'm an adult?! Ugh. So we learned this really boring thing abt deduction and induction and injustification. All the easy things. We named over a million examples leh... &lt;em&gt;fine. &lt;/em&gt;Then we went fer Story Telling. She crapped a lot. Then she read a story to us. I was amazed that she can control her articulations quite well! o.O haha. I felt rillie relaxed. Later we watched a movie called Big Fish. Very touching. At least, that William character got his dad to tell him stories. Mine arent even around. His dad's very humorous. haha. And the stories are rillie interesting. I dont regret coming into this course at all. Tomorrow we are gonna draw something. And everyone's supposed to bring their fav toys. Cant wait fer tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111623865173432381?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111623865173432381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111623865173432381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111623865173432381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111623865173432381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-sabbaticals-week-enjoy-your.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111598108106113648</id><published>2005-05-13T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T18:44:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm reading the reader's digest April issue [ i noe i very slow lah...]&lt;br /&gt;And then i found out a few very interesting facts. I'll post them in the form of questions and please answer them! [by urself lah, dun flood my taggy] The answers will be at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1) What is the meaning of the adj. 'hirsute'?&lt;br /&gt;Q2) Why, when you look at old photos, is there never anyone smiling?&lt;br /&gt;Q3) What is eosophobia?&lt;br /&gt;Q4) Of all the world's creatures, which one has the largest eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers:&lt;br /&gt;Q1) It actually means Hairy lorhx. Haha. For example, yichan's arm and legs are very hirsute. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Q2) If you dun get this then u r stupid. Coz last time the camera take very long to shoot mah [around 10 to 15 mins]. So if they smile for 15 mins, their cheek muscle would be too sore le, tt's why nobody smile lor... like afta 15 mins, when the camera finally 'clicked off', they would probably thinking 'Go to hell. Go to hell. Go to hell...' ha...&lt;br /&gt;Q3) You know, i was pretty shocked when i saw this ans. It means fear of the dawn. I mean, i heard of fear of water, night, darkness, voldemort, not marrying danny [ok, i'm getting far-fectched] but neva tt. Why anw? probably coz they scared of light? of goin to skool? of leaving their bed??&lt;br /&gt;Q4) Most of you probably guessed it, yes, it's the giant squid. It can reach to about 7cm by 7.5cm. yucks. That's the size of my palm. So... i'm probably the best choice to pull its eyes out. I'll put my palm on it's watery eyes, squeeze it, and then pull. oh.. wat a nice thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all! And here your ratings: 0-1 Excellent [coz i got e same] 2-3 Ok [those quite intelligent ppl...] 4-5 Go to Hell [geniuses... :(]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111598108106113648?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111598108106113648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111598108106113648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111598108106113648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111598108106113648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-reading-readers-digest-april-issue.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111579931576749300</id><published>2005-05-11T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T16:15:15.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we recived our maths test. can you believe it? i almost forgot abt it! anw, mrs see said 15 of us failed!? and then there'll be a retest in term 3, but the highest u can get is only 30 over 50 lorh... sigh. i'm sorry fer those who muz retest. Qiyan got 47 leh! haha. so sad rite, juz 1 more mark and we'll break e level record. nvm. at least we were 1 mark frm it... i thought lisa would get the highest lorhx... nxt time muz put more pressure on her! haha. juz joking lah. she did extremely well though. haiz... God didnt gimme a mathematical brain. it's no wonder some great philosopher say, those who have the brains would not have the beauty. ;) anw, then got history test. Source Base one. my senior say dun have to study lor... yeah she's in GEP and very clever. she got top 10 in level last yr. why am i always mixing with high-intelligence ppl? but naw i studied like crazy fer it. dunno how i'll do e test...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111579931576749300?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111579931576749300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111579931576749300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111579931576749300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111579931576749300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-we-recived-our-maths-test.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111564251112495337</id><published>2005-05-09T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:41:51.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's dance was totally blowed up... well, liping went fer dental the last moment when we were abt to perform. then we were still not very familiar with the dance moves. so, halfway through, like sheena started to go haywire [spelling?] and then i aso started to lose my step. sigh. but then in the end we still got a B. haha. Chenlili say the 'shorties' in the first row got very gd attitude [;]] but then the movements were not rillie accurate [like i dunno *rows eyes*]. nvm. it was better than expected mah. anyways, i was going home. [mind you, from the evil, full of lunatics and disgusting school, to my warm, cooling, with a internet-access computer home-sweet-home] recently there's been painting going on at my flat, so there were barriers going all over the lift. then i crossed the barriers and some drops of water splattered across my hand. i was thinking maybe it was the rain. but the heat from the sun was scorching. so, i was abt to look up when this HUGE pelt of water splashed onto me!!! i was like, alm ost totally wet?! how coul they do this to a young, innocent, beautiful girl like me?! And plus that i just ironed my WHITE  uniform that very morning?! [okay, i admit it, my mom ironed it fer me...] my hair was like almost totally wet, and my front of the uniform was like totally wet?! [and you know our uniform was totally look-through without it being wet...] UGH!!!!! i felt like plucking out all my hairs juz then. I looked up and saw the dunno-what-but-it-luk-like-a-lift-kida-thingy and there was two men on it. holding a hose that was still dripping water. I GLARED AT THEM. At least the water was clean. hmph. They apologised, lowered the lift thingy [ you know those that always appear around HDB flats tt get a repainting over? that hangs around by 4 string-thingy and i always wonder wat would happen if they snap...] and apologised to me. I walked past them. And WASHED MYSELF THOROUGHLY AND PONDERING OVER WHETHER TO SUE THEM. but in the end i decided against it. i am, afterall, a very forgiving person. rillie! i just cursed those two idiots that they would lose all their money and go suicidal or end up somewhere in the pacific ocean with sharks swimming around. yeah, i rillie am a forgiving person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111564251112495337?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111564251112495337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111564251112495337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111564251112495337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111564251112495337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/todays-dance-was-totally-blowed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111552551871082939</id><published>2005-05-08T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:11:58.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning woke up at 10am, so early. Normally i wake up at 11.30am one leh... So i was listening to Rick Dees Weekly Top 40 and reading this book called Year of Wonders; A Novel of the Plague [interesting rite? maybe i should do a review of it after i finish reading...] And then it was raining outside, i was hearing the rain drops platter on my window ledge when Maroon 5's Sunday Morning came around the radio... 'Sunday Morning rain is falling...' How romantic. SIGH. Pity i only can share it with myself. Such a waste rite? Dun worry, it wont stay like this for very long. By the way, I found a new interest [or would u rather call it old interest?] Jang Dong Gun!!!! He's a famous Korean singer + actor. He won over 10 best male lead actor awards leh! And then he's salary is around 2 million US dollars per yr!!! Pity he's 36 already. Amost thrice my age. But nvm, since a 18 yr old girl can marry a 80 yr old Nobel prize winner, I'm sure he will accept me too!!! haha. Anw, i was saying the song was quite romantic lah. So i fell asleep. And then woke up at 11.45am. Yeah i juz woke up. And i'm writing an entry alreadi. Maybe blogger can set up an award fer the most dedicated bloggers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111552551871082939?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111552551871082939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111552551871082939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111552551871082939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111552551871082939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-morning-woke-up-at-10am-so-early.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111529878516610369</id><published>2005-05-05T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:13:05.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, our ex-president died. The nxt day i saw him all over the obituaries [due to my weird habit of turning to tt section everytime i open up a newspaper]. Almost every association in Singapore was saying how great he was, blah blah blah. And over thousands of ppl was saying over the newspaper abt how nice he was, the media was all over his life. Yeah, i admit he was a great person. He really was. I was even in his very presense once. I think i was only around 7 then. I just remembered that there was this ceremony near the town centre, so my parents brought me there. And then he came into the room, his smile made me feel comfortable, a thing that very few political personnels do these days. I was behind all the gigantic adults before me, at 1.2m, i couldnt even see much of him. I squeezed toward the front and he was just passing by. I smiled at him. He returned and shook my hand. It was probably a political gesture, but it made me feel recognised. He didnt go around shaking every kid's hands, he shook mine and only a few others. He didnt make a scene by cuddling babies and taking photos with them. You could almost feel that he was a decent and orderly man. He gave the feel of being gentle, yet firm in his beliefs, a kinda mild type of person. Yeah, he really deserved our respect. At least I think so. However, if we look closely at the newspapers &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; last Saturday, there wasnt even a &lt;em&gt;single&lt;/em&gt; peice of news abt him sick/ill. And only &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; he died then did everybody started noticing him &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;his achievements. What does this show? I shall let you think abt it yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111529878516610369?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111529878516610369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111529878516610369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111529878516610369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111529878516610369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-saturday-our-ex-president-died.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111502456999618938</id><published>2005-05-02T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T17:02:49.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY LABOUR'S DAY EVERYBODY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat the walkathon was rillie nice. hahaz. we walked to SMU. yichan said we only nd 30 mins. but it took 1 hour. it was not rillie tiring lah. but then 2/4 kept singing stupid songs, making the journey seem longer. sigh... they got class spirit we dun have much... nvm. when we reached, it was extremely hot [i was boiling]. so we bought a milkshake and mine tasted very nice. [i feel like i'm toking crap.] we hanged around doing nothing, waiting fer the other levels to arrive. Then we sat on the grass and sam and yiting were kinda bored and started asking cx to photograph them. then sam came up with the ingenious idea to pretending they were kissing. we tried several times, then in the end one rillie luk like they were kissing. i hope they wont go all lesbian-ish on each other... haha. then tt Ang something [forgot name] instructor started the exercise. it was rillie fun. i kept kicking ppl and being kicked. i was kicked by: yichan/lisa/unknown personnel frm 206. then i kicked: chenxi/lisa. haha. yichan told me i luk like i was dancing?! er... nvm. -_-'' then we did the warm-down sort of thingy [taichi]. i couldnt rillie bend my legs or my pants would break. haha. i noe a lot u wanna c my underwear lah. too bad. :P  then the prize presentation. we were all sitting unknowingly on the MELTING tracks. my shoes and butt got red. yucks. ans the whole track was melting lorhx!? ugh. i had a rillie fun time scrubbing my shoes fer 1 hour at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i dunno why but i out of the blue asked my mom if we can go shopping together. she thought i was sick. fine. but we went anw. Orchard road is such a nice place to me all of a sudden. maybe i waz affected by yichan. all her pinkish things somehow got into my brain. yucks. nvm. we walked around fer ages. and mom was like 'is this good on me?'/'do u wanna buy a skirt?'/'ooooooh! i MUST try this one!' -_-''. in the end, after walking hundreds of miles [not tt i dun like it, i simply lurve it.] my mom finally decided tt she liked two of the thousands of clothes she tried on. and she asked me to choose one fer her. one was a light blue blouse with 'some cute patterns' on it but i dun c anything, and this rillie 'nice buttons' tt i regarded as a nuisance. the other one was a qipao tt had a rillie handsome luking dragon on it. of course i chose the qipao. n my mom chose the blouse. COME ON!! wat's the point of me choosing n she dun take my advise?! i shall never, never ever understand woman. i bought a dark coloured pants. haha. [why am i laughing???]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111502456999618938?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111502456999618938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111502456999618938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111502456999618938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111502456999618938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-labours-day-everybody-on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111483539569253642</id><published>2005-04-30T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T12:29:55.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the following story is a true account frm my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood was freezing. Nobody said anything as the lift slowly made its way down to the first floor. We strolled towards the road and flagged down a taxi. I sat at the front seat. 'Changi Airport. Terminal 1.' I heard my mom say. I listened to the radio, hoping to lighten up my mood. It didnt. The song was 'Rich Girl' by Gwen Stefani. I switched off the radio and stared at the view. The highway in front seemed to stretch on forever. The silence was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the airport. I tagged behind them. This time he'll be gone for 6 months. The board said: 'Hong Kong, 0055h.' We queued up for the luggages. Mom was nagging; 'Wear more cloths', 'Dunt overwork yourself', 'Take care of your belongings, dont lose anything.'... The luggage was sent off. He got his ticket and headed towards the entrance. The three of us stood at the same spot as last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when I was 5 years old. He left. The same airport, I stood at the same place behind the window. I dont really remember all the details, but mom told me that I cried all the way home after seeing him handing the security guard his ticket and walking into the entrance. I had high fever for 3 days. He came back 1 week later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His trips became longer and longer as the years went by. Sometimes mom would go with him, leaving alone in the house for 2 weeks with their friends. I enjoyed the freedom. I became accustomed to the constant disappearance of him in my life. Now it took only 1 week to continue my life smoothly without him. He handed his ticket to the guard. Entered the entrance, while I stood behind the window, smiling at him. He turned, and returned that smile. Then mom and I headed home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, I listened to the radio, it was playing Sunday Morning by Maroon 5. I smiled to myself. Maybe 6 months werent going to be that long afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111483539569253642?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111483539569253642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111483539569253642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111483539569253642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111483539569253642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/following-story-is-true-account-frm-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111476979601467113</id><published>2005-04-29T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T18:16:36.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning mdm Mak told us that we did not get the world's longest popiah!? I was like... nvm. anw, she said yesterday somebody frm changi hospital phoned her [not abt student food poisoning] abt their guiness world record. Theirs was last yr June and the popiah was 250++m. sigh. but then the news yesterday were full of nygh's 'new record' leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, this afternoon we went to Woodland Primary School [i keep thinking of Woodbridge...] fer the teaching letters thingy. The skool was kinda 'squarish'. And the students there so enthu lorhx, they were all playing badminton. unlike us, during reccess the courts are all empty one. hahaz. we went up to the fourth floor air-conditioned room [i thought the skool would wan us to teach in a classroom...] like my primary skool science room. May came up with this 'romantic idea' of letting the students pair up; one girl to one boy. Maybe we are contributing to the Singapore birth rate leh. [they become couples, get married, then have babaies!!] Me and Miao's 2 students were Alvin and Mei Ling. Our letter, as compared to others, were quite easy lah. It was abt this guy hu didnt went to his friend's housewarming party coz his aunt tuned up. Hahaz. Alvin was the narrator and Meiling was Nicholas. Miao was the aunty [she luk like one anw] and i was the 'voice' that says "Sorry. The M1 customer you are trying to reach is currently busy. Please try again later. Thank You." hahaz. Then the other letters were very long and complicated. One of them was abt [clears throat] adult content. It says wat... erm... ah! There's this boy as the narrator, then he wrote a letter to sb. then it says tt he and his girlfriend were living together [doing wat?... ;]] then he found out his girlfren cheated on him, they broke up and all tt things lah. then he was finding a car when this hadsome man with a nice car came along. [and i was wondering whether he was gay...] it was rillie fun. afta tt, some of us boarded the skool bus back to skool, then as we drived out of the pri skool, we saw them [the other half of class] standing one line [i thought they were gonna cross the road] and started waving towards us [*cough cough*more like waving to... me.] i feel like a star man! [if i wasnt one alreadi] haha. on the way back Miao kept wanting to sing songs, i waz kinda bored, so we sang together. then the @¬#~&amp;%£*~ bus driver muttered something tt sounded dangerously close to 'NOISE POLLUTION' [as if...] ugh! but i am a very forgiving person lah, so i didnt bother abt him, juz cursed him fer an early and painful death, tt's all. [give innocent luk] haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111476979601467113?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111476979601467113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111476979601467113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111476979601467113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111476979601467113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-morning-mdm-mak-told-us-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111460370331472376</id><published>2005-04-27T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T20:08:23.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! Today we made the world's longest popiah! And broke the Guiness World Record! [well, they better did after forcing me to stand under the sun fer more than 1 hour and destroying my perfect complexion] We went down to the Quadrangle at around 9.30am [we actually missed 15 mins of lang arts! how lucky!]. Then we started doing it! It was rillie fun and exciting! [i mean the popiah, where on earth did your mind wander to?] The main ingredient was incredibly little, but we had to make do with it. sigh sigh sigh. and at last Ms Tay completed the whole event by... [drum row plz...] SQUEEZING THE SAUCE!!! [why didnt tt sound tt exciting? *_*] nvm. And then somebody [ a-certain-irritating-female-whose-reactions-are-extremely-slow] started to measure the popiah with a laser thingy. How on earth did the laser thing work? i aso dunno. i waz hoping tt it would be like in the movies. the red striking hot beam tt goes around heating things up and splitting ppl/buildings into pieces. haha. I was wrong. It basically did ... nothing. After the exhilarating ceremony, I went back to class and for the rest of the day, tried to digest the 5 popiahs tt i was forced to eat. If I got food poisoning tmr i shall massacre the whole skool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111460370331472376?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111460370331472376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111460370331472376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111460370331472376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111460370331472376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeah-today-we-made-worlds-longest.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111425555056591705</id><published>2005-04-23T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:25:50.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning i was dragged up frm my [soft/comfortable/warm/cuddly] bed by my [irritating/nagging] mom. All because she wants ME to lead a healthy lifestyle. Which in turn, means, I have to wake up at a regular time [7am] and eat a healthy breakfast [cereal + milk]. Then, I was ordered/demanded to accompany her to Tiong Bahru to do some shopping. And fortunately, I managed to convince my dad to come with us too. [main purpose: he carries all the stuff fer us] We took a taxi there, after me complaining that the weather was incredibly hot and reminding my mom that many ppl in Singapore died of heat stroke every yr. hahaz. We shopped [more like my mom shopped] fer 3 hours and my mom bought fer me a new sling bag and dad a new suit. She herself bought 3 shirts and 1 skirt. We dined at the dunno-what-name-but-it's-on-third-storey place. It was rillie nice. But the rice was rillie rillie dry. After that, I was prepared to go home, when my dad suggested we go for a movie. They [my parents] selected 'Guess Who'. Which is, as we all noe, a romance movie! Me, watching a romance movie with my parents?! I feel like a third party. sigh. While we were in the theatre, couples were sitting all around us. Like, ... ugh. -_-'' The movie started and it was actually quite cliche lah. You know abt the meet-the-parents kinda story. Hilarious. hahaz. And it touched the topic of discrimination often. Yeah, the difference btw blacks and whites. Which made me think of To Kill A Mockingbird, and then Hengkie. Yucks. Ok... Then the couple quarrel, then they reconcil, then they lived happily ever after. so cliche rite? I'm not saying it's not gd lah, but it's juz so normal,..ya noe? But u should rillie watch it if you want a gd laugh. Recommended to watch with boyfrenz/frenz/girlfrenz... just not with your parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111425555056591705?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111425555056591705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111425555056591705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111425555056591705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111425555056591705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-morning-i-was-dragged-up-frm-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111415647378453175</id><published>2005-04-22T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T15:54:33.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was surfing through the news today when I saw this particular column that occupied around 1/2 the screen size. I eagerly looked at the title and then wondered how on earth could humans be so boring? the title was:"Popcorn Mystery Solved". First, I wondered, was there &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; mystery at all about popcorns? curiosity got the better of me, so i read this article about the mystery. The second line revealed the so called mystery. "Eat your way to the bottom of almost any bag of popcorn and there they are: the rock-hard, jaw-rattling kernels that simply refuse to pop." It continued on about a group of scientists [more than one lunatic] that spent over 6 months [lunatics with plenty of time] reasearching and studying why some nuts wont pop. How inspirational! -_-'' But thinking it over, it might be quite useful coz this 'novel' finding might help those with poor-quality teeth prevent the hard popcorns frm cracking their teeth. Then, I clicked the second page. The scientist, called Mr With---or-houston something exclaimed that the findings will only be open to market in 2015. That is like... ten years later? Thise ppl with poor teeth already has no teeth. How great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111415647378453175?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111415647378453175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111415647378453175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111415647378453175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111415647378453175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-surfing-through-news-today-when.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111408410382007161</id><published>2005-04-21T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:48:23.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had just finished my 1.6km jogging today, listening to radio, enjoying the sunset and starting down the slope to my house leisurely when i saw this new model of Mercedez Benz C350 graceful breezing up the slope. It was pure black, my current favourite colour. It slowed down halfway up the slope and stopped. My heart skipped a beat. I was dying to meet the owner of such an elegant and beautiful car. He/She took his time. And I slowed my footsteps as I neared the Mercedez. I was about 30m away when the car door opened. Out came a handsome man of about 25 wearing a navy blue suit and carrying a black suitcase. His hair was obviously dyed blonde, and he was quite tanned. He had pale brown eyes. He must have sensed someone staring coz he turned and smiled at me, showing a mouthful of straight pearly white teeth. I smiled back and wondered if he was the owner of one of the condominium across the road. I looked at the time, hoping to catch him at the same time tomorrow. He raised his hand and I saw the new model of handphone and a golden rolex watch. I walked passed him and smiled sweetly to myself.  And then took in a huge breathe, hoping to catch his perfume. It smelt like... corns?! The I heard the most terrible accent ever. "'ello? Yeiz? Oooh... Ukai. BiBi!" Yucks! His voice sounded like a eunuch, high and squeaky. I turned my head and he suddenly looked like a eunuch too. He's posture was leant towards the car, and he was proudly showing his small butt to the air. And he looked quite thin too. Probably never go for exercise before. Turning my head back to the road before me, I thought,"The Mercedez Benz C350 is probably rented."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111408410382007161?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111408410382007161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111408410382007161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111408410382007161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111408410382007161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-had-just-finished-my-1.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111398723707236991</id><published>2005-04-20T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T16:53:57.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All sounds were not heard except for one. We focused our mind on it intently. Finally, it rang. Nobody moved. Sweat broke out against my eyebrows as I watched the others for the first move. Somebody suddenly twitched a muscle. That set off a whole series of actions. We raced towards the goal, overtaking and being overtaked. Our mind was focused purely on one thing. Teachers were ignored as we went past them in a flash of white. As the goal was nearing in sight, we pushed with one last ounce of energy and reached the ultimate place... the computer lab to register for the sabbatticals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. did ur guess wat i waz toking abt? tag and tell me hor. anyway, i tired but neva got in during the first reccess. lisa waz so lucky, she got it at first try lorhx. :X the whole ivle waz jammed. the second reccess was worse. whole sec 2 level was trying to register. hahaz. so i totally gave up. then i registered fer Story Telling with hengkie. hahaz. hope i have a exciting time with her. [muz remind myself to drink loads of coffee before her lesson.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morn assembly. a teacher announced tt on Mon two public calls complained tt a NanYang Girls' High student was kissing a guy in grey uniform. hmmm... i'd like to noe this girl. she dares to wear uniform and kiss a NJC guy in public!? and it must have been pretty disgusting/they kissed rillie long coz TWO calls were made. destroy our image. ugh. i mean. if they wanna kiss, they can change outta their uniform and then snog as long as they want and nobody could complain to any skool rite? oh man. indencent behaviour. maybe she missed her boyfriend so much tt she forgot both of them were wearing skool uniform and kissed him. i tink its one of the sec 4 girlz. sigh. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morn news got say tt the new bishop waz selected leh! He's got an extremely long and boring name. Pope Benedict XVI. He was elected as the 265th leader of the Catholic Church. And his face looked kinda flat. dun u tink? haha. and the other pope juz died a few days only and he looked so happy in his first public appearance. how nice of him to forget pain and sorrow of losing a close friend after a few days... well, we shall see whether he was more successful than the last pope then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. last thing. i married charlotte today. and is happily married with 3 [disgusting/irritating/abusive] daughters called yichan, melissa and lihong. man....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111398723707236991?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111398723707236991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111398723707236991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111398723707236991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111398723707236991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-sounds-were-not-heard-except-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111389302249347661</id><published>2005-04-19T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T14:43:42.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! Blogger is no longer a banned site! Now i can finally access frm skool! Yeah! Hahaz. today nothing much happened lah... [coz i waz sitting beside zhang ah soh most of the time.] and i'm gonna sit beside her fer another 3 hours. how disgusting iz tt? ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111389302249347661?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111389302249347661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111389302249347661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111389302249347661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111389302249347661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeah-blogger-is-no-longer-banned-site.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111373831564457200</id><published>2005-04-17T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T19:45:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. today i woke up sooooo early lorhx! can u believe it?! it was bloody hell 9am!!! ugh. and i've to travel all the way to ang mo kio. man. nvm. tt was okay. but then i cant even watch gundam seed last phase leh! so we watched a boring show abt white chicks. sigh. nvm. then on the way back home, the bus bumped too much. by the time i got off. my butt waz numb. then later i went jogging, and the area waz closed off fer a stupid soccer match between some idiots. so i went to library to borrow bks, and then after choosing all e bks, i realized i didnt bring my library card. wat a lucky day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111373831564457200?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111373831564457200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111373831564457200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111373831564457200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111373831564457200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/sigh_17.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111365099797120095</id><published>2005-04-16T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T19:29:57.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OM finals sucked like hell. we were arguing a lot before the competition during the quarantine time lor. everybody was under lots of stress. and all of us were on the verge of exploding. then the competition came. i thought we would be performing in a small area lorhx. but it waz a huge stage. the whole thing was quite nice until the backdrop dropped off. then poo qiyan had to hold it on her own. we didnt rillie panic. the whole performance waz satisfactory. then the results was 112.28. over 200. we almost failed. the judges say we did not have enuff engineering fer our monster. sigh. we should have went fer an appeal. nvm. then we were all quite happy lah. finally over. i feel kinda lighter. hahaz. we watched the laugh-a-ton. then nanyang grp waz quite gd lorhx. but i had a feeling tt they rushed thru it. and there waz once the backdrop almost dropped. and the effect was not very nice at the lecture theatre. they should be on a stage to get the 'feel', ya noe. then the prize presentation aso no hope already. man. rgs and acsi win a lot of prizes lor. so envious. sigh. but our skool won 3 lah. the crazy column division 2 won Champion. division 2 won Runner-up. then the laugh-a-ton won Second runner-up. i tink they would do better if they were more relaxed. nvm. then later we went to the notice board and saw the rankings. we got 5th lorhx! sheesh. man. i feel like stangling sb! we were only ONE BLOODY HELL MARK FROM THE 4TH!!! and 4 marks frm 3rd!!! so unfair. if only our backdrop didnt drop and we made an appeal. sigh. but maybe it's juz destiny lah. i shall forget abt it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111365099797120095?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111365099797120095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111365099797120095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111365099797120095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111365099797120095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/om-finals-sucked-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111356249820886016</id><published>2005-04-15T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T18:54:58.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. OM spontaneous went realtively well today. melissa and yichan backed out. so e five of us went fer e question. i thought we would ber quarantined in a room lorhx. but then all we did was stay at the auditorium fer 3 hours. man. everybody was there lah. then no handsome dudes around. so sad. n the OM t-shirt and badge luk extremely disgusting lorhx. the pic at e back of e t-shirt was 'disfigured' and the badge was a mixture of black and brown. yucks. we were e last nanyang grp. everyime, sb would come frm e entrance with a peice of paper and say out the nxt skool. then we were like, not this one [refers to the person carrying the paper].. not this one... plz... hahaz. everybody would tense up at his voice lorhx. "NanYang Girls' High, Division Two... Question ... 5!" then we would go back to slouching in our seats. then at last sb called us. we went up to fourth floor and entered the AIR-CONDITIONED classroom. the question was 'create a silly holiday and describe how you celebrate it.' hahaz. it waz quite easy lahz. i said one waz like... "Hair day when ppl cut their head bald." it waz an inspiration frm sheena. coz few dayz ago, i cut my hair mah, then she said to me tt if i cut anymore, i would become bald. tt made quite an impression. i aso dunno why i suddenly thought of her. sigh. and maelissa divorced me ealier in the afternoon. so sad rite? our marriage only lasted 48 hours. less than Brtiney Spears' 1st marriage lorhx. hahaz. now she's pregnant. i dun tink she should start a family yet lorhx. sigh. [i'm going outta pt] and liping dun wanna marry me lorhx. sigh. qiyan aso dun wan. sigh. so... now i'm a bachelor! [i noe all ya single girlz out there very happy lah] hahaz. after e competition, we found Mrs Yeo and got back our handphones. and liping waz like so excited lorhx. then the person she called told her tt we got bronze fer modern dance. at first we thought it waz a joke lah. then she called another 3 ppl, and they confirmed the news. and liping cried lorhx. i tink she couldnt accept it. i aso cant. it's like, they practised so hard fer it, and many ppl hu watched their dance said it waz very gd lorhx. man. there's rillie something wrong with the judges lorhx. and they were comforting them lah, &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; saying tt it muz be a joke. for god's sake!? we should help her &lt;em&gt;accept&lt;/em&gt; it, not conitnue to &lt;em&gt;deny&lt;/em&gt; it!? nvm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111356249820886016?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111356249820886016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111356249820886016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111356249820886016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111356249820886016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111347341037183878</id><published>2005-04-14T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T18:10:10.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning we learnt a whole bunch of things abt chinese poems. and it's like, the poem was supposed to be very sad. coz e writer couldnt go back to his won country becoz of war, so he expressed his sorrow thru the poem. then the singer sang the song like she's so happy lorhx. dunno wat the producer was tinking. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today OM nobody blew up or anything. e atmosphere was rillie gd. hahaz. we went to eat during 1st reccess. then after 1st reccess, lisa's grp waz gonna perform lorhx. so she asked me to take photos fer them. [my photography skills rox!] i learnt a bit of photography frm my dad, hu was a professional photographer on photographing bateria on the computer. hahaz. he taught me abt the direction of the light/the main things to photograph... sigh. he's going on another trip end of mth. so sad rite? man. [ok, i'm going outta pt] then their backdrop keeps dropping off! and they were too soft. the music was not rillie long enuff aso. hahaz. wat's e use of saying it anyway? but we learnt frm their mistakes and improved our own one. later during 1pm, we performed to zeng laoshi. and all the scenes were repeated lorhx... T_T and our backdrop aso dropped 2 times. the monster's back aso kept dropping off. sigh. then we were very confused in our distribution of roles. the whole thing waz a blur lah. after she left, we reiforced the tripod stand, made the hanger in a more accurate postion, made a 'base' fer the monster, and did the forms. then C was quite uncooperative lah. she ordered us to do things. then she herself went to do sci ws. i thought she was doing the 4 forms lorhx. man. n she pretend nothing happened. great. later lihong left at 4pm. so sad... :'( but she contirbuted a lot already. i had a fun time with my ex-wife [yichan] and present wife [melissa the bear] doing the wires thingy. haha. then i accidentally stumbled upon my future wife [liping] in case melissa divorce me mah. hahaz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111347341037183878?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111347341037183878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111347341037183878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111347341037183878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111347341037183878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-morning-we-learnt-whole-bunch-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111338405806989567</id><published>2005-04-13T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:20:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realized today tt i cant judge a person by her job. i though zeng laoshi waz juz a certain someone hu came to singapore to teach only. but today she told us tt she once taught world history for four years! that's like.... well, she's extremely knowledgeable. sigh. pity we r in e english teaching system. if not history with her can be quite interesting too! well, she aso told us abt e 'Teach less, Learn more' program. the primary six students' text bk decreased by 61%!!! like so unfair lorhx. when i waz p6, we learnt around 400 chinese characters leh. then now they only nd to learn 180 something... man. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was kinda grose today. we leant abt how Jap ended e war. coz Americans dropped 2 stomic bombs in Jap. then around 12,000 ppl died and 80,000 injured leh! then he showed us some gruesome pics of e victims. do u noe wat e bomb do to ppl? the radio-active rays frm e atomic bomb melts ppl's skins!? and they dun die u noe. they survive with their melting skin. can u imagine how terrible it's gonna be?! :( haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM is stressing everybody out lorhx...&lt;br /&gt;today char/me/lihong were in foul moods. i tink i could blow up if there was a slight spark. luckily i didnt. sigh. i juz wanna get this over and done with. n i dun wanna touch it ever again. i tink C is a bit scary. i didnt feel like working with her again. she was saying bas things abt somebody to me. then 10 mins later, she laughing and joking with tt somebody. it makes me wonder if she would do e same things abt me. n she keeps blaming other ppl for everyhting lorhx! like she never had any faults. and it's all other ppl's faults. but i cant judge her one statement against 4 others mah! sigh. i'm confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how's liping now&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111338405806989567?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111338405806989567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111338405806989567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111338405806989567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111338405806989567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/realized-today-tt-i-cant-judge-person.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111330601542449677</id><published>2005-04-12T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:40:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the one and &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; flaw in my otherwise &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; character is that, i forgive and forget too easily. &lt;em&gt;honest.&lt;/em&gt; i mean, e last time i waz angry with someone, it lasted only 6 hours. sigh. so when liping gave me a card today, i didnt even noe it waz fer me lorhx. hahaz. i am not angry anymore! tt feels &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; good. i have a urge to go out onto the streets n shout something, anything. but i'll probably get packed off to woodbridge in 10 mins anyway. but i noe many of u wont bear to watch me go. so fer e sake of all of u, i wont. aren't i noble? like helium, neon and argon. in case u forgot, they are called &lt;em&gt;noble&lt;/em&gt; gases. ok. i seriously tink i'm getting too &lt;em&gt;high&lt;/em&gt;. can somebody drag me down? hahaz. i'm being lame. [but there's nothing wrong with my leg, in case u r wondering.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to tok abt sad things. we presented our om today. n it went horribly wrong. first, we didnt rillie prepare the backdrop very well. so we were doing last minute work. n when we carried it down the staircase. e wind was blowing. so... it tore into peices. we decided not to use our magnificient backdrop. sigh. then we were all jammed in this small little corner with all our props and stuff. n each trying to find our own costume and props. n then we entered. we made a terrible entrance. clothes were dangling on e floor. we were all saying diff things at e same time. n i dun tink our first impression was nice. the first scene i did normally. then [dun laugh] while i waz preparing fer e DJ, my ah-mah pants along with my shorts came off. not all e way, excuse me. u nd to wash ur seriously over infected brain. it waz juz enuf to c e colour of my undies. luckily i wasnt wearing my g-string. hahaz. juz joking. anyway, the judges all started laughing. hmph. -_-" here i waz embarassed n them laughing abt it. but lucky fer them, i had a rillie generous perconality, i didnt rillie mind. then after perfomrance, e judges said our group didnt have any nonsensical scenes. n our sounds were not euff. n a whole bunch of other crap. wont bore with 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111330601542449677?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111330601542449677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111330601542449677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111330601542449677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111330601542449677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-and-only-flaw-in-my-otherwise.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111321759660058936</id><published>2005-04-11T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:08:14.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Fire element" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112622960_re.Element.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element is Fire. Like fire, you have a hot&lt;br /&gt;temper and you can be warm and loving as well&lt;br /&gt;and angry and wild. It all really comes down to&lt;br /&gt;what you are feeling. You have a lot of close&lt;br /&gt;friends who you are very protective over, and&lt;br /&gt;with your temper probably some enemies too. You&lt;br /&gt;are not Miss Popular in school since you are&lt;br /&gt;your own person and don't want to be forced&lt;br /&gt;into behaving this or that way. You are the&lt;br /&gt;untamed wild horse, the kind that everyone&lt;br /&gt;wants to catch. But you don't want to be tied&lt;br /&gt;down for the moment and just keep going with&lt;br /&gt;your little crushes. Your will is strong and if&lt;br /&gt;you set your mind to do something, you will&lt;br /&gt;most likely succeed. But beware, your friends&lt;br /&gt;may not always accept your mood-swinging&lt;br /&gt;behaviour. Even if you don't mean to be mean,&lt;br /&gt;they can still feel hurt. You just need to&lt;br /&gt;start thinking some things through before you&lt;br /&gt;do them, and not always jump in with so much&lt;br /&gt;courage. One day you may be hurt because of&lt;br /&gt;that, but then again, your element isn't fire&lt;br /&gt;if you start to analyse situations before you&lt;br /&gt;act. After all, your nature is to shoot first&lt;br /&gt;and ask the questions later. Rate and message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20element?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What is your element? [with pics + 7 outcomes + detailed answeres!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by Quizilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;my comments: well... this is quite true lah. i do have a hot temper. hahaz. i tried fer 5 yrs yrs to change it but it neva worked no matter wat i tried. so i gave up. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111321759660058936?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111321759660058936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111321759660058936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111321759660058936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111321759660058936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-element-is-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111321690325972695</id><published>2005-04-11T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:58:06.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="nikki" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/torinaura/1092942414_asey-kahne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the 'regular' teen. Don't worry, alot of&lt;br /&gt;people will get this result. However, you set&lt;br /&gt;pretty high/low goals for yourself...and you&lt;br /&gt;believe you are the only one in the world.&lt;br /&gt;But, there are alot of people with your&lt;br /&gt;attitude. You tend to wear regular clothing,&lt;br /&gt;or you are forced to wear colors you don't want&lt;br /&gt;to. (such as your mother always buying you&lt;br /&gt;pink / blue clothing) Sometimes you feel&lt;br /&gt;horribly lonely and want to hide, but as&lt;br /&gt;always, you find something to give you reason&lt;br /&gt;to continue. You can either hate or love&lt;br /&gt;school, one opinion please. Never fear, you&lt;br /&gt;are not one of a kind...and that is kinda nice&lt;br /&gt;to hear, since there are other teenagers out&lt;br /&gt;there with your exact view on life. &lt;p&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;could get a job as an author, Teacher, editor,&lt;br /&gt;architect, buisness owner, or administrator.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in life, and don't forget that no one&lt;br /&gt;is ever alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/torinaura/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20teenager%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What type of teenager are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by Quizlla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my comments: er... tt pic dun rillie luk like me does it? ;] and i dun wanna be an administrator. it's e most boring job in e world"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111321690325972695?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111321690325972695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111321690325972695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111321690325972695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111321690325972695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-are-regular-teen.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111320579727731807</id><published>2005-04-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:49:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dina iz soooo sweet! coz last wk i tok with her abt e bible mah... then i told her i never read bible fer a long time already. so she started encouraging me to read e bible. n the nxt day at skool she even gave me a booklet on how to use/read the bible leh! so nice rite? then today she even gave me a letter encouraging me to read e bible. my heart is totally warmed up by her! 3 cheers fer dina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. when sth gd happens, sth bad will aso happen. during first reccess, we were doing the om things. then everybody waz quite impatient coz we had to sacrifice our reccess n aso our monster waz not quite done yet. then i juz asked liping sth. n gave &lt;em&gt;myself&lt;/em&gt; an impatient face then e nxt thing i knew, she waz scolding me. like so loud lorhx. everybody waz turning towards us. i waz scowling to &lt;em&gt;myself, &lt;/em&gt;not to her. for heaven's sake!? why is everybody so sensitive?! even my own &lt;em&gt;mother&lt;/em&gt; dun scold me! wat does she have to gimme a lashing?! i mean, i noe i was aso partially wrong lah... i shouldnt have shown tt kind of face. but then hu isnt bad-tempered 5 days frm e nationals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shall stop toking abt such --- ppl. let's tok abt science. i found hor, after 3 days of no chemistry, i missed it quite a lot ya noe. both e teacher n e subject. chem suddenly seemed fun  to me... dun ask me why. probably an aftereffect of a scolding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111320579727731807?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111312801311435156</id><published>2005-04-10T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T18:13:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe in angels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kind that heaven sends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am surrounded by angels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I call them friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yeah! i wrote this poem! n got the inspiration frm a story abt friends and angels. hahaz. tell me whether it sux or rox.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111312801311435156?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111312745201963136</id><published>2005-04-10T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T18:04:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realized today [suddenly] tt i havent spent much quality time with my dad since secondary skool. i used to do everything with my dad. and we spend at least 2 hours with each other every day. then last year he waz more busy than ever. then i waz trying to adapt to a new envirionment. so we kind of drifted apart. we still spend time together. but it feels like i rarely see him anymore. he waz always busy. and he used to come home at 5pm. now the earliest is 6pm... sigh. i aso used to finish homework by the time he comes home. then we would go out together, play basketball, jog, or just walking around. now i cant even finish all my howework by 6pm. well, i guess there's nothing much tt i can do rite? maybe things would get better when i graduate frm university. but then tt's a long way. n i would be busy luking fer jobs then... sigh. guess i'll juz have to treasure the pitiful 2-day weekends together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111312745201963136?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111312745201963136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111312745201963136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111312745201963136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111286460309415132</id><published>2005-04-07T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T17:05:00.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #eeeeee; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Extraversion&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Stability&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Orderliness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;26%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Empathy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Interdependence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Intellectual&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mystical&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Artistic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Religious&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hedonism&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td 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width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Sexuality&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical security&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Food indulgent&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Histrionic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Vanity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Female cliche&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;personality&lt;/a&gt; tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stability results were moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orderliness results were low which suggests you are overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense too often of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraversion results were high which suggests you are overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense too often of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trait snapshot:&lt;br /&gt;messy, disorganized, social, tough, outgoing, rarely worries, self revealing, open, risk taker, likes the unknown, likes large parties, makes friends easily, likes to stand out, likes to make fun of people, reckless, optimistic, positive, strong, does not like to be alone, ambivalent about chaos, abstract, impractical, not good at saving money, fearless, trusting, thrill seeker, not rule conscious, enjoys leadership, strange, loves food, abstract, rarely irritated, anti-authority, attracted to the counter culture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111286460309415132?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111286460309415132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111286460309415132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111286460309415132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111286460309415132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/advanced-global-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111286278376571108</id><published>2005-04-07T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T16:33:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've never haf this kind of feeling since primary six. The feeling of throttling somebody until they choke. I always viewed this person as my close friend. But recently I found that she was not what she seemed to be; the nice and caring girl. I was tricked by her several times in the past, making me misunderstood some of my friends. She always added things into her stories, making the other people seem a lot worse than their real character. I used to believe her words, but now I dont know how to trust her anymore... I am really disappointed in her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111286278376571108?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111286278376571108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111286278376571108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111286278376571108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111286278376571108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-never-haf-this-kind-of-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111277752696090464</id><published>2005-04-06T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T16:52:06.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah! new skin! how do u like it? tell me...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should change to a new site too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111277752696090464?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111277752696090464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111277752696090464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111277752696090464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111277752696090464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeah-new-skin-how-do-u-like-it-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111277125193133369</id><published>2005-04-06T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T15:07:31.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm... here's wat i found. it sounds pretty logical to me. n quite interesting too.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. e sentences in []s are my own comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt; Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Red is the color of fire and blood, so it is associated with energy, war, danger, strength, power, determination as well as passion, desire, and love [eeks!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red is a very emotionally intense color. It enhances human metabolism, increases respiration rate, and raises blood pressure [scientific]. It has very high visibility, which is why stop signs, stoplights, and fire equipment are usually painted red[hmmm...]. In heraldry, red is used to indicate courage. It is a color found in many national flags [are singaporeans courageous?].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red brings text and images to the foreground. Use it as an accent color to stimulate people to make quick decisions [nxt time u make a decision, remember to luk at red things]; it is a perfect color for 'Buy Now' or 'Click Here' buttons on Internet banners and websites. In advertising, red is often used to evoke erotic feelings (red lips, red nails, red-light districts, 'Lady in Red', etc). Red is widely used to indicate danger (high voltage signs, traffic lights). This color is also commonly associated with energy, so you can use it when promoting energy drinks, games, cars, items related to sports and high physical activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Green is the color of nature. It symbolizes growth, harmony, freshness, and fertility[???]. Green has strong emotional correspondence with safety. Dark green is also commonly associated with money [hmmm... maybe i should paint my bedroom dark green].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green has great healing power [ooooh...]. It is the most restful color for the human eye; it can improve vision. Green suggests stability and endurance. Sometimes green denotes lack of experience; for example, a 'greenhorn' is a novice. In heraldry, green indicates growth and hope. Green, as opposed to red, means safety; it is the color of free passage in road traffic.&lt;br /&gt;Use green to indicate safety when advertising drugs and medical products. Green is directly related to nature, so you can use it to promote 'green' products. Dull, darker green is commonly associated with money, the financial world, banking, and Wall Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Blue is the color of the sky and sea. It is often associated with depth and stability [i like blue ya noe...]. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven [heanven???].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue is considered beneficial to the mind and body. It slows human metabolism and produces a calming effect. Blue is strongly associated with tranquility and calmness. In heraldry, blue is used to symbolize piety and sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use blue to promote products and services related to cleanliness (water purification filters, cleaning liquids, vodka), air and sky (airlines, airports, air conditioners), water and sea (sea voyages, mineral water). As opposed to emotionally warm colors like red, orange, and yellow; blue is linked to consciousness and intellect [like me] :P. Use blue to suggest precision when promoting high-tech products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue is a masculine color; according to studies, it is highly accepted among males. Dark blue is associated with depth, expertise, and stability; it is a preferred color for corporate America.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid using blue when promoting food and cooking, because blue suppresses appetite. When used together with warm colors like yellow or red, blue can create high-impact, vibrant designs; for example, blue-yellow-red is a perfect color scheme for a superhero[maybe superman should wear a blue underwear].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt; White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;White is associated with light, goodness, innocence, purity, and virginity. It is considered to be the color of perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White means safety, purity, and cleanliness. As opposed to black, white usually has a positive connotation. White can represent a successful beginning. In heraldry, white depicts faith and purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In advertising, white is associated with coolness and cleanliness because it's the color of snow. You can use white to suggest simplicity in high-tech products. White is an appropriate color for charitable organizations; angels are usually imagined wearing white clothes. White is associated with hospitals, doctors, and sterility, so you can use white to suggest safety when promoting medical products. White is often associated with low weight, low-fat food, and dairy products.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111277125193133369?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111277125193133369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111277125193133369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111277125193133369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111277125193133369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111277062038858019</id><published>2005-04-06T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T15:09:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today sooooo nice! we watched the movie [Hero]. it waz rillie nice! some parts were rillie lame. like there's one part the male lead character [ i tink is Jet], then he waz in the Qin Emporer's palace, and there's this rillie sissy voice [probably a eunuch] tt said: "For killing Sword... and F.... [i dunno e name] assassins, you shall be rewarded with lands and gold, and you may sit within 10 paces of the Qin Emporer!" or sth like tt. it waz so funny. then there's this diff narrations within e movie. first one waz red, then blue, then white, then green. i dink they each got a meaning. sheena said tt red mean anger, blue means sadness, white means purity/sth, and green... dunno lah, maybe asking us to be more environmental-friendly??? i shall search e net later fer e meaning of colours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... here's a pretty interesting site abt us frm an online encyclopedia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nanyang_Girls%27_High_School"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nanyang_Girls%27_High_School&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111277062038858019?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111277062038858019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111277062038858019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111277062038858019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111277062038858019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-sooooo-nice-we-watched-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111269661108243683</id><published>2005-04-05T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T18:23:31.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my parents went to malaysia der e whole of last wk. [yeah, they left me alone in singapore] i didnt rillie mind though, it's quite nice to take a break frm them sometimes. no more nagging frm mom and no more stern luks frm dad. haha. tt also means no more delicious cooking/cleaning of my room/making breakfast/waking me up every morn frm mom and no more playing basketball/jogging together/toks/assurances frm dad. sigh. so i'm still at the disadvantage side... nvm. i survived [barely] mah. although my house luk like a pig sty by the time they came back. then they &lt;em&gt;ordered&lt;/em&gt; me to clean my room immediately after school on mon. sigh. the nagging is back again. oh man! but e gd thing is, they bought fer a lot of stuff. heehee. bad thing is... one of e presents waz a skirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111269661108243683?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111269661108243683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111269661108243683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111269661108243683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111269661108243683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-parents-went-to-malaysia-der-e.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111226129524263559</id><published>2005-03-31T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T17:28:15.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Do Somethin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u feel this?&lt;br /&gt;I know you feel this&lt;br /&gt;Are u ready?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody give me my truck&lt;br /&gt;So I can ride on the clouds&lt;br /&gt;So I can turn up the bass? like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody pass my guitar&lt;br /&gt;So I can look like a star&lt;br /&gt;And spend the cash? like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bridge-&lt;br /&gt;What u gonna do when the crowd goes 'ayo?&lt;br /&gt;Why u standing on the wall?&lt;br /&gt;Music's starting everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;So why don't u just move along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chorus-&lt;br /&gt;I see u looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm some kind of a freak&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I got what you need&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you all in my grill&lt;br /&gt;Cause I say what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Only rock to what?s real&lt;br /&gt;Bump bump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't do that with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here with my crew&lt;br /&gt;You can roll if you can&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a punk punk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bridge-&lt;br /&gt;What u gonna do when the crowd goes 'ayo?&lt;br /&gt;Why u standing on the wall?&lt;br /&gt;Music's starting everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;So why don't u just move along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chorus-&lt;br /&gt;I see u looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm some kind of a freak&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I got what you need&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see u looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm some kind of a freak&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Instrumental-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh&lt;br /&gt;I see you lookin over here&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell I'm having fun?&lt;br /&gt;If you know it like I know&lt;br /&gt;You would stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;Staring at us&lt;br /&gt;And get your own space&lt;br /&gt;And do something!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chorus-&lt;br /&gt;I see u looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm some kind of a freak&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I got what you need&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see u looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm some kind of a freak&lt;br /&gt;Get up out of your seat&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u do something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do something!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you do something?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ rillie movin' song. heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111226129524263559?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111226129524263559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111226129524263559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111226129524263559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111226129524263559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-somethin-by-britney-spears-do-u.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111225858211252290</id><published>2005-03-31T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:43:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got something to announce to yichan:&lt;br /&gt;DONT POKE/HIT ME ANYMORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's quite painful ya noe [n i'm getting used to it]. i noe my pain tolerance level iz very low. but then it's still quite irritating mah. why am i saying this anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, today cme e wulaoshi asked us to write each other's gd points rite? here's my gd points:&lt;br /&gt;- cute [erm... excuse me, but i'm rillie mature leh]&lt;br /&gt;- clever [hmmmm... not very sure aso]&lt;br /&gt;- very optismistic [*clears throat* i everytime say die one leh]&lt;br /&gt;- like to laugh ^by dina^ [yeah, coz she everytime hear me laugh coz i'm sitting in front of her...]&lt;br /&gt;- cant remember anymore leh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111225858211252290?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111225858211252290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111225858211252290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111225858211252290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111225858211252290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-got-something-to-announce-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111217157684215040</id><published>2005-03-30T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T16:32:56.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wore my retainer to skool today. n my pronouciation iz... well, not bad lah. but i rillie aound weird.  hears wat ppl respond to my pronounciation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: r u chewing gum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: dun speak when u got sth in ur mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yichan: u sound so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheena: u sound gugu-gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neighbour: is there sth wrong with ur teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relative over e phone: er... i tink ur phone got problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111217157684215040?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111217157684215040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111217157684215040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111217157684215040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111217157684215040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wore-my-retainer-to-skool-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111209518423522602</id><published>2005-03-29T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:19:44.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;Life without braces is faboulous! [pity i've to put on the retainer fer another year lorhx. but nvm, let's luk on the silver lining!] srry i didnt blog fer so long [coz i completely forgot abt it] hope u all didnt miss me too much... heehee. anyway...sunday i didnt do much. juz slacked around and had fun. haha. wtached a lot of tv. n my dad [hu waz reading documents on HIV and AIDS vaccines] kept complaining tt me n mum were too noisy. in e end he went to the library. gd. then i had e com all to myself. hahaz. [why am i laughing so much?]&lt;br /&gt;then mon... nothing much to say leh. hmmm. oh yeah. i sat with yichan. i rillie miss sock lorhx. grateful tt the teacher didnt make her go too fay away... i can still hear n c her. oh yeah later then got dance. yikes. i overstretched my legs. n now it's still quite sour. sigh. had a very wonder-full lesson with Gary Tan. he gave us a pic with a person on it n asked us to state the facts and then wad u tink of him. he then split us up and gave each group a pic n asked us to do a skit. it waz rillie nice watching other ppl to perform. it waz hilarious. the day passed very quickly...&lt;br /&gt;today... la waz boring as usual. it waz until the 2nd group mah. then yichan waz e 3rd group n there were 10 mins left when the 2nd group finished and she waz like 'pls crap fer another 10 mins' 'only another 5 more mins' 'crap some more!' n she rillie crapped fer e rest of lesson lorhx. haha. then maths waz terrible. Mrs S asked us to do soooo difficult questions fer wad??? ugh. n i've to go to lisa fer some answers. [luckily she's sitting nearer now] then sock say when she's beside me she got inspiration [so touched!] then cca waz boring as usual... man. senior asked us to do TWENTY questions fer IT challenge! i racked my brain n came up with sum rillie lame ones. heehee. and me n shiqi still havent finish e FOA flash yet. ugh. juz dinking abt it makes me wanna puke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111209518423522602?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111209518423522602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111209518423522602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111209518423522602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111209518423522602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111209496310169589</id><published>2005-03-29T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:16:03.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Life without braces is faboulous! [pity i've to put on the retainer fer another year lorhx. but nvm, let's luk on the silver lining!] srry i didnt blog fer so long [coz i completely forgot abt it] hope u all didnt miss me too much... heehee. anyway...sunday i didnt do much. juz slacked around and had fun. haha. wtached a lot of tv. n my dad [hu waz reading documents on HIV and AIDS vaccines] kept complaining tt me n mum were too noisy. in e end he went to the library. gd. then i had e com all to myself. hahaz. [why am i laughing so much?] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;then mon... nothing much to say leh. hmmm. oh yeah. i sat with yichan. i rillie miss sock lorhx. grateful tt the teacher didnt make her go too fay away... i can still hear n c her. oh yeah later then got dance. yikes. i overstretched my legs. n now it's still quite sour. sigh. had a very wonder-full lesson with Gary Tan. he gave us a pic with a person on it n asked us to state the facts and then wad u tink of him. he then split us up and gave each group a pic n asked us to do a skit. it waz rillie nice watching other ppl to perform. it waz hilarious. the day passed very quickly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;today... la waz boring as usual. it waz until the 2nd group mah. then yichan waz e 3rd group n there were 10 mins left when the 2nd group finished and she waz like 'pls crap fer another 10 mins' 'only another 5 more mins' 'crap some more!' n she rillie crapped fer e rest of lesson lorhx. haha. then maths waz terrible. Mrs S asked us to do soooo difficult questions fer wad??? ugh. n i've to go to lisa fer some answers. [luckily she's sitting nearer now] then sock say when she's beside me she got inspiration [so touched!] then cca waz boring as usual... man. senior asked us to do TWENTY questions fer IT challenge! i racked my brain n came up with sum rillie lame ones. heehee. and me n shiqi still havent finish e FOA flash yet. ugh. juz dinking abt it makes me wanna puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111209496310169589?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111209496310169589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111209496310169589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111209496310169589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111209496310169589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111183722470681496</id><published>2005-03-26T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:40:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pulau Ubin. [i went there in the March Hols aso leh] it waz rillie fun. we spent 3 hrs luking fer Chek Jawa [without a map]. and the journey waz torturous. we went most uphill. where we cant pedal coz its too steep. then we went into a small road not rillie paved nicely. there were stones everywhere. so we cant cycle either. then we went thru some dirt track n finally arrived at Chek Jawa. And then founfd that it was high-tide. sooo... we didnt c anything. but 'it was the experience that matters' [The Alchemist]. sigh. the way back waz faster lah n mostly downhill. [i fell down twice, but didnt get hurt] the rest of the day waz spent leisurely cycling around n luking at the greens and exploring smaller tracks. then it waz around 4pm and i wanted to head back mah [eat] but then found tt we were lost in a remote place. we c nobody around. [uh-oh] so... we started 'discussing' and found [to my horror] tt none of us had brought maps!!! but luckily i got my hp with me. so i can call n ask fer directions. but after conversing with the headquarters fer abt half an hr. the person on e other side of the line still dunno where we were. sigh. i tried my best to describe my surroundings: trees, Trees, TREES. and more trees. hmmm... in the end he suggested a search party, which i objected coz i dun tink they'll find us n might get lost themselves too. then he suggested tt we backtrack [which was clearly impossible coz there were too many diff tracks branching out...]. with no other choice, we backtracked n around a bend, we heard some sounds n thought we were near civilisation! then it waz only some wild boars making eating noises which sound like bycycles screeching-to-halt noise. ugh. dun ask me how it sounds. ask God. [he created them] the wild boars scrambled away frantically after i bellowed in frustration at their 'unhumaness'. sigh. Sigh. SIGH. we moved along and then heard other 'human' sounds. we thought they were wild boars again. i waz abt to bellow again when a bycycle rammed into mine. great. i waz around a bend n neva saw it coming. ugh. tt stupid girl. i almost flied out of my bycycle if not fer tt handsome guy behind her. [actually he didnt do anything lah, it's juz tt i froze when i saw him] then we stold them we were lost, n tt handsome guy told us e directions tt will lead us to e main roads. owww... he's so kind-hearted rite? he's got nice, black eyes aso... *back to topic* anyway... we went back to the main rd soon after his very appropiate and clear directions n went to eat! yeah! food food food... yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111183722470681496?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111183722470681496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111183722470681496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111183722470681496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111183722470681496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/pulau-ubin.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111167767117540735</id><published>2005-03-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:21:11.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight's performance waz simply...... FABULOUS!!! I rilie [frm e bottom of my heart] likes it. those hu didnt attend it rillie missed something big in their skool life. well... here's a content list of tonight's performance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Celebration in the mooonlight&lt;br /&gt;this song waz about 'a glorious celebratory dance of the young woemn of the Yizu race'. i found it rillie alluring and exciting. QiYan waz in it too!!! heehee. she luk rillie nice in the 'sexae' guzheng uniform. but me n Miao couldnt rillie c her coz she waz at e third row. nvm abt tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A Tribute to the Nightingale&lt;br /&gt;this song waz 'stirring rendition of a Korean traditional piece, it honours the noble sacrifice of the nurses in times of warfare'. i did find the tone very 'Korean-ish' with a bit of the 'Chinese' tone aso. didnt rillie find anything to do with nurses leh... not rillie stirring either. but it waz soothing and i like e pace n tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Spinning of the Yarn&lt;br /&gt;the song 'effectively weaves in creative imitations of the machines' mechanical sounds and rhythm...of the buzzing and cheerful atmosphere of the workers'. it waz rillie cheerful, yes. but then i dun rillie noe abt imitation of sounds n rhythm... coz i dun even noe e sounds/rhythm of the Yarn! but it luk like they r weaving coz their hands r moving so fast tt their hands were in a blur! [so tiring]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~War Conqueror&lt;br /&gt;the piece 'generates the building tension','irregularity of music produce unpredictability'. i didnt find this peice unique at all lorhx. n it waz soo irregular tt i lost the pace... not rillie 'tension-building' either.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fantasia&lt;br /&gt;this piece 'fills one with torrential emotions'. it definitely did. when she [yes she's solo] appeared in stage, the cameras started flashing. n it flashed all e way to e end of e piece. definitely filled me with rage. so i closed my eyes n enjoyed it. it waz fabulous! it had its own special style of playing. its own unique tone and pace. n she neva made any mistakes in e 10mins performance! muz be a proffessional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Turkey in the Hay&lt;br /&gt;the piece's melody is 'lively and catchy'. it rillie waz. we demanded an encore afta tt. heehee. it waz short. n repeated many parts. but it rillie waz cheerful. it waz called 'The American folk song' aso. nice. graceful yet cheerful with almost a hip hop feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were more songs... but then can possibly list all...&lt;br /&gt;pity u missed it.&lt;br /&gt;but there's still nxt yr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111167767117540735?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111167767117540735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111167767117540735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111167767117540735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111167767117540735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/tonights-performance-waz-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111167617204954781</id><published>2005-03-24T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T22:56:12.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morn 曾老师 changed our seatings. only around 10ppl were swopped seats. sigh. sock waz 1 of them. she swopped with yichan. she'll sit with Melissa... and i'll seat with yichan. not tt i dun like yichan. but i feel tt i'll miss sock a lot... [esp her scolding me X(] sigh. i dunno lah. very confused. i tink i wont get to sit with her again fer e rest of e yr already. n if we dun get into e same class nxt yr. we would probably neva get to sit nxt to each other ever again!! sobx. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111167617204954781?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111167617204954781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111167617204954781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111167617204954781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111167617204954781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-morn-changed-our-seatings.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111158421110786854</id><published>2005-03-23T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:31:43.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's some quotes from an interesting [chinese] article&lt;br /&gt;[it's in chinese = ppl like lisa/&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sheena&lt;/span&gt;/me cant rillie decipher wat its saying]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;赌场&lt;/strong&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;花钱&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;上瘾&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;输钱&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;情绪低落&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;走投无路&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;向大耳窿借钱&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;无底洞&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;家们泼黑漆挂猪头&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;吓坏家人&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;老婆大吵&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;孩子哭闹&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;离婚&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;家破人亡&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;社会问题&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;strong&gt;不良后果&lt;/strong&gt;=NO! [for government]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;漫画故事&lt;/strong&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;虚浮幻想&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;浪费时间&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;荒废学业&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;无法考100分&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;不能进名校&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;不能进大学&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;没有前途&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;穷途末路&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;没有钱图&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;人生尽头&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;strong&gt;不良后果&lt;/strong&gt;=No! [this one iz for chenxi+sheena]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;体罚学生&lt;/strong&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;学生心灵受损&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;伤害学生自尊&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;父母受伤&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;老师无权/无理&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;家长投诉&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;校长头痛&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;耗时耗力&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;浪费教学时间&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;影响学校排名&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;校风败坏&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;strong&gt;不良后果&lt;/strong&gt;=NO! [for teachers]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;女强人&lt;/strong&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;事业为重&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;男人害怕&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;无所谓婚姻&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;没时间照顾家庭&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;没时间煮饭洗衣&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;迟婚/不婚&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;生育率下降&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;人口老化&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;社会问题&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;strong&gt;不良后果&lt;/strong&gt;=NO! [for those who wanna be successful women when they grow up]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111158421110786854?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111158421110786854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111158421110786854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111158421110786854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111158421110786854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/heres-some-quotes-from-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001208.post-111157342952589928</id><published>2005-03-23T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T18:23:49.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today assembly Mr Tan showed us a blog of an incredibly stupid and inconsiderate individual [i shant describe him in foul language, but i'm rillie tempted to...]. he wrote about his 'experience' with us Nanyang Girls on the bus 171. Here's his entry on his 'journal':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch slap those Nanyang Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I make my way home myself on bus 171, I share the misfortune with other passengers to be on the same bus as girls from Nanyang Girl's High. The situation is the same everytime I take the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally the seats on the bus are all occupied by the time it gets to NYGH, so the NY girls will be the first to board with only room to stand. And everytime, different girls will do the same thing, which is to root themselves to the exit of the bus, leaving the back half of the bus empty while they gossip at the top of their whiny voices, oblivious that the front half of the bus is full and people are still trying to board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's scenario is as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #1: Typical pretty, I'm oh so sweet and cute young thing girl who talks with an accent from a nonexistent country&lt;br /&gt;Girl #2: Nerdy with thick and oily wavy hair in clumps. Specky. Cheena. Probably straight As student with no life&lt;br /&gt;Girl #3: Typical sidekick with no opinion&lt;br /&gt;Girl #4: Tries to be like Girl #1, albeit unsuccessfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl #4 enters the bus first and walks to the exit and stops 2 steps away from it. The rest of the pack follows, together with the crowd behind. Front half of bus is full of smelly NJC students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the bus is so full and Girl #1 is standing right at the exit, the crowd nudges her forward but instead of moving to the rear, Girl #1 takes a step down the exit and vents her armpits, clamping them on the unlucky EZ-link card reader. Absolutely ghastly sight. Well, if your school has an armpit ventilating uniform, the first and foremost thing you should know is never to raise your arms in public. Straight away, she doesn't seem that sweet and cute to me. I wonder if she shaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the next stop, Hwa Chong JC. More people are trying to board the bus, but the girls just refuse to move back. Everyone is trying hard to squeeze onto the bus, some even having to stand on the steps but these 4 girls still insist to stay rooted to their spot. They even glance to look at the front a couple of times. And all these while they are the only 4 people standing at the 2nd half of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seated 4 rows behind them and I could hear their conversation. Girl #2 talks about school work most of the time. Girl #1 talks about guys and gossips about other girls. Girl #3 agrees. Girl #4 tries to talk about guys and provides gossip fodder. Noise pollution especially from Girl #4's piercing, shrieking excited-all-the-time voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the bus passed SMU and arrived at SCGS, I was staring tampons into all 4 of them. Luckily for Girl #2 and #3, they managed to get seats right next to the door. Girl #1 and #4 however still stood at the same spot next to them. Doesn't their elitist SAP school teach them some courtesy as least. Shows a total lack of EQ in today's children. And these girls, when they graduate, they go to Hwa Chong or National JC and they do the same thing. At the end of the journey, I was ready to step on all their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end of entry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. his school definitely didnt teach him manners either. how can he use soooo much foul language in such a short 'essay'??? he is definitely stereotyped. and say we r &lt;em&gt;bitches&lt;/em&gt;??? is he out of his brains??? i am definitely 100% outraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all ny girlz: i encourage u to say ur comments at his so-called journal. [dun be too vulgar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/mc_2/225842.html"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/mc_2/225842.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001208-111157342952589928?l=dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/111157342952589928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001208&amp;postID=111157342952589928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111157342952589928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001208/posts/default/111157342952589928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark-side-of-e-moon.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-assembly-mr-tan-showed-us-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kewei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
