<?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-20549274</id><updated>2011-11-20T23:38:06.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...for Sentimental Reasons.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Xin</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>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20549274.post-7549564083411007706</id><published>2009-05-15T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:33:10.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Change</title><content type='html'>Shifting to LJ, for the fun of it. This blog will still be around, but left to its own devices. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://shinaholic.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same ol' me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7549564083411007706?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7549564083411007706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7549564083411007706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7549564083411007706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7549564083411007706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-for-change.html' title='Time for Change'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-4106923092224154235</id><published>2009-05-13T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:58:41.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update, again!</title><content type='html'>I'm probably going to rekindle my blogging spirit seeing how it serves me well in the mornings. :D It's the time of day when everyone's starting up their gear and work productivity is generally slow(er). &lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt; I'm not skiving, but just, not occupied at the moment. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I'm really bad at keeping in contact. With anyone. :[ I have tons of people I wanna catch up with, and I should get to that ASAP. :D But since I'm working during weekdays...time's such a pain. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxCShDoQpWk/SPS6blQJYMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rtDn_eayUG0/s400/I+has+a+sad.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: I'll work something out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidepoint 1: I'm really thinking of switching my blog to LJ or something, I kinda like it there better. Or perhaps I should just change my layout. Blog revamp is underway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidepoint 2: I hate it that I can't type Chinese in the office cause they don't have the in-built software. Unless I go on the World Wide Web to search for Chinese characters and copy + paste them one by one. &gt;.&gt;;; Scrape that, sounds too retarded. Le sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-4106923092224154235?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/4106923092224154235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=4106923092224154235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4106923092224154235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4106923092224154235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-again.html' title='Update, again!'/><author><name>Xin</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HxCShDoQpWk/SPS6blQJYMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rtDn_eayUG0/s72-c/I+has+a+sad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20549274.post-8456791088936018853</id><published>2009-05-12T09:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:26:00.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randommm</title><content type='html'>So I'm now at work, with some time on my hands, typing away on the Macbook and trying to look engrossed, and hopefully, &lt;i&gt;busy&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;s&gt;I have a feeling it's not working. D:&lt;/s&gt; Anyhow, blogging is a good smoke screen. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random as I was to blog (OMG after all these months), random as this post shall be! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Working at DDB, an advertising agency, for the vacation. Was bombarded with dozens of advertising jargons on my first day, but Wikipedia saved my ass. &gt;.&gt;;; Awesome colleagues and workstation, so I'm merry, up till now. :) Though I was almost snuffed out by slogging over a 110 slides powerpoint last week (!!!), the end product was great, so, YAY~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The weather is mad these days. I suspect it's operating on &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=murphy%27s+law"&gt;Murphy's Law&lt;/a&gt;. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I dread 22 May. TTT^TTT &lt;s&gt;Bloody exams results.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Facebook quizzes ♥♥ Shows you how bored I am. /)_(\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Heading to Taiwan on 30 May till 14 June! ^0^ I miss my folks. ;___;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Isuspectmycolleagueislookingmyway. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off now~ TBC?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-8456791088936018853?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/8456791088936018853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=8456791088936018853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8456791088936018853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8456791088936018853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2009/05/randommm.html' title='Randommm'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-3861796780768133577</id><published>2008-11-01T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:23:04.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小时候</title><content type='html'>我小学时候没几个朋友，也不知怎的，总之很不讨喜。到了中学，学会开玩笑、看情况，处世待人的能力转好了。不过，依旧是个性冲，多抽善感得过火，现在回想起来还蛮让自己作呕的。犹记有一次和朋友闹了口角，脱口而出一句：“如果你这样我真的就会slap你！”结果她只抛我一个冷眼就走开了。从此我便知道，言语是把双刃刀，刺伤别人之余，终究会刺伤自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我偶尔还是会得罪别人，这是免不了的。但已不再是周旋着鸡毛蒜皮的话题，那种一道出便会让人反感、难堪的话。我想人总会变的，所追求的友情也一样。小时候的伙伴较像酒肉朋友，一块儿去欢乐、玩耍，在autograph book上写一句friends forever，现在却已音讯杳然。长大后结交到的朋友都希望能成为知音，即使和自己个性迥异，但在心灵上却是互通的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;庆幸的是我不再是当年懵懂的自己，但人总要在过了那个阶段后才明白成长的可贵。有时候我希望人不会变，毕竟任性是种挥霍，随着青春流逝——我到底是个渴望随心所欲的人。但以较成熟的心态回顾幼稚的自己：追忆还是幸福的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-3861796780768133577?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/3861796780768133577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=3861796780768133577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3861796780768133577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3861796780768133577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='小时候'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-3903644016271553358</id><published>2008-10-29T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:43:24.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你我</title><content type='html'>他们说过了嘛：沉默比吵架怕人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没错。庆幸的是我们避掉了无谓的尴尬，不幸的是这便代表结局已定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是第一次了，所以我不特别心慌。这周而复始的悲哀，叫人心寒。仍深感无奈，但不是怕交锋，而是怕接踵而来的不便。在这么个拥挤空间共存的我们，何必陌生相待？当不成密友，就沦为泛泛之交吧。我们之间的缘分，还是有的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了《寂寞的十七岁》，确实，没有人应该寂寞。可孤独就是寂寞吗？那也不然。就如陶渊明愿独自归隐，沉浸于大自然，心放了空，自然就能享受其乐。但生活在尘世里的我们耐不得这般潇洒、风度，因此我们大多均成了群体动物，相辅相成。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冥冥之中我们相遇了（能和某个人相遇，其几率是六十亿之一），然后相知、相惜。朋友间存有的应是一种无言的默契，能在宁静中听到对方的声音，能从眼生体会彼此的感受。我们尝试了，三番四次努力了，可就是一败涂地。要是你学会聆听，你会领悟更多更多；要是你懂得领悟，我们能心照不宣。要是你回想你对我们说过的只字片语，或许你会后悔，或许你不会，或许，也已不再重要。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;套句老话吧：你走你的阳关道，我走我的独木桥。井水不犯河水，未尝不好？只是，殃及了池鱼，让人慨叹可惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许，会有那么一天，大家能敞开心胸忘记这段不欢而散。然而到时候你会发现，我们之间的牵连，也就如此而已。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-3903644016271553358?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/3903644016271553358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=3903644016271553358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3903644016271553358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3903644016271553358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='你我'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-4007641199885560138</id><published>2008-08-15T18:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:50:48.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>I actually broke into tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the score of Singapore against Korea in the Table-tennis' Women's Semi Finals announced 11-9 and everyone present who was in favour of Singapore's win burst into exhiliaration, cheering and hugging each other in disbelief, the tears just came to me naturally. Of course I'm not a die-hard zealot of anything local, much less say a patriot, but I guess when it concerns the homeland, the heart always has the softest spot for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to travel 'round the whole of Europe; I swear I'll visit the Big Apple once in my life; I'm absolutely fond of Japanese food; and I'm a junkie for Korean music and stars. From time to time I'll lament over Singapore's inadequacy in uncountable areas - local entertainment, political freedom, legal restrictions etc. - yet at the end of day I'm a true blue Singaporean who's proud that she's one and glad that the things and people she love are here in the little red dot with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind the London Bridge and Times Square, never mind the mind-blowing J and K culture. These will be thoughts for later. For now I shall be happy with what I have and where I am...And it feels nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-4007641199885560138?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/4007641199885560138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=4007641199885560138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4007641199885560138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4007641199885560138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/08/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-8665776708153464564</id><published>2008-07-18T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:14:07.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu for now~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s332.photobucket.com/albums/m328/jishinki/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kidskissingtrain-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i332.photobucket.com/albums/m328/jishinki/kidskissingtrain-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss those times -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Typing away at the brightly lit intern section (sometimes frantically, sometimes relaxedly, sometimes distractedly O_O), with earphones plugged on and stealthy window browsers of Facebook and YouTube minimised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Checking emails from associates and firms regarding dry commercial writeups, and end up laughing at their incredulous content proposals or groaning at all the information overload, before begrudgingly beginning on yet another half-hearted piece of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Traipsing along Baidu, Google, Yahoo etc. for interesting and constructive fillers, and mostly being left in awe over discoveries, like how tea-leaf eggs are detrimental to health and fungi can help unclog arteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Laughing away with colleagues over gossips, nonsense and anything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When my editor rushes over from her cosy cubicle heatedly, usually because of i) inappropriate article presentations, ii) incomprehensible content being submitted to her, iii) missing picture attachments, iv) the need for random conversations, v) her forgetting where she's heading to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Sampling complimentary mooncakes/genetically engineered food/hand cream/whatnots from companies...and sometimes do some badmouthing while we're at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Reporting ten minutes late, stealing an extra half hour for lunch and skipping homeward an hour early. (No no, NOT on the same day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Interviewing %@$!#^+&amp;amp;!*= people (doctors, practitioners, what have you) who always fling me the condescending glare that interns deserve to receive, because well, we are but inexperienced green horns incapable of producing anything spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Seeing the photographers opposite me bustling in and out with their bulky cameras, cropping and cutting and glamming up pictures due for publishing in their 30-inch Apple computers while having to cram last minute photoshoots into their canned-sardine like schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Just, being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today kinda marks my final day at SPH...I'll miss the good times and the bad, the kind and the unpleasant, the fun and the drudgeries. Till next time, I wish everyone keeps well. Adieu~ (*^ー^)ノ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-8665776708153464564?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/8665776708153464564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=8665776708153464564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8665776708153464564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8665776708153464564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/07/adieu-for-now.html' title='Adieu for now~'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-7602345567921877131</id><published>2008-05-28T10:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:36:23.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lots to learn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I...am...lagging. O_O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Characters - Aunt, cousin &amp;amp; I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Setting - In the car, just after fetching my cousin from school and she launched into a narration of what happened in school earlier on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin: (heatedly) 他超煩的咧, 然後就被&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;公干&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: 哎喲, 被公干啊?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (totally lost) 歹势...蝦米是'公干'??? 不是出國公干嗎?&lt;br /&gt;-momentary pause-&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: 就是説, 被&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;公&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;衆圍&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;干&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;啊!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH I SEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@________@ Looks like I've got LOTS to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7602345567921877131?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7602345567921877131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7602345567921877131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7602345567921877131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7602345567921877131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/05/lots-to-learn.html' title='lots to learn...'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-8321267831814191534</id><published>2008-05-26T09:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T10:16:42.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Call from TW</title><content type='html'>GREEEEEEETINGS! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes hello my dears. :) *waves* I've arrived in one piece in good ol' Taipei! The plane ride was smooth, despite being cooped in the window seat with two hunky men sitting beside. :/ No biggie on that, when considering what happened afterward - Idiotically stood I by the conveyer belt, neck craned in desperation and just waiting for my luggage to roll out. And just &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; took &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one whole freakin' hour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. @%!$@*&amp;amp;^$@... 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was glad to see my grandma and aunt when I finally stepped out of the customs, and there began the usual catching-up and commenting of how much we've changed from last time. For me - Physically, a bit? Mentally, still sane? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we spent the rest of the evening lolling around and unpacking and chit-chatting and yada yada - stuff you'd do on your first night (!) to settle down. Sunday was dandy fine and basically a day for jalan jalan-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good:&lt;br /&gt;OMGhowthehelldidtheymakethingssokawaiiyetnotdisgustinglycute?? :O There are hints of Japanese culture everywhere ie. (economical XD) bento lunches being sold at 7-11, high-school girls in knee-high socks and bling-ing from head to toe, high-school boys donning spiky hair and up-to-date accessories and gothic shirts that bear skulls and grim reapers and tarantulas etc., service/lift ladies bowing (too much) and beckoning customers in a nasal voice and close to falsetto pitch. O_O BUT, all's very refreshing and it's nice to jump out of Singlish once in a while and be surrounded by sleek Taiwanese mandarin...Which will become my first and sole language for the coming month. :/ (I'll miss the 'lor' and 'lah' and 'meh' quite some bit. TT_TT On second thoughts, hm, this might be a good chance to cure my flawless singlish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad: OMG. The temperature is: *drumrolls* 31 deg. C! *sighs* So much for hoping for a lil' late Spring breeze! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, but all's good and all's well! :D It's monday morn and here I'm hogging my aunt's com to contribute to blogosphere! Well, I doubt I'll get connected much since I'm staying over at my grandma's and it's unwired, but I'll jump at every opportunity to link with the world~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very vital you know, this internet thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I probably won't be able to type Chinese characters because...I know nuts about zhu4 yin1 fu2 hao4! TTT___TTT Though now's a good time to learn, agree not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-8321267831814191534?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/8321267831814191534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=8321267831814191534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8321267831814191534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8321267831814191534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-call-from-tw.html' title='First Call from TW'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-5285603965747461705</id><published>2008-05-19T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:19:03.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/SDGZlNEblxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/v-O2fG09SAQ/s1600-h/Panda+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/SDGZlNEblxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/v-O2fG09SAQ/s400/Panda+04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202107909032089362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not without a reason why I &lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; Singapore's climate at times. It's so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freakin'&lt;/span&gt; hot - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I caught the chills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-5285603965747461705?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/5285603965747461705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=5285603965747461705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5285603965747461705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5285603965747461705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/05/urgh.html' title='URGH'/><author><name>Xin</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/SDGZlNEblxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/v-O2fG09SAQ/s72-c/Panda+04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20549274.post-185553493551667397</id><published>2008-05-15T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:40:20.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I can...</title><content type='html'>If I can, I'd rather be ignorant than nonchalant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-185553493551667397?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/185553493551667397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=185553493551667397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/185553493551667397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/185553493551667397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-i-can.html' title='If I can...'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-5253186881502968767</id><published>2008-05-14T10:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:48:36.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAAAAACK!</title><content type='html'>Hello world! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how long has it been? *scrolls down* WHAT? O_O &lt;s&gt;10 days shy of&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 months???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Now THAT'S a new record. (Eh, not that I'm proud of it XD) Haha, it's only right I justify for my LONG absence, but surely you wouldn't want to hear me wax lyrical about the ins and outs of everyday jobs ne? Simply put, I've been pretty much working my butt off (really!) the past months, cursing at the drudgeries but learning to take pleasure in them at the end of day. Cheesy, much? Well, that's working life for you! And I believe you all understand it as much as I do, if not better. XD Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FLIPSIDE - OMG I've lost touch with (almost) everyone. DDD: Terrible terrible terrible! T_______T I sincerely hope no one had run away/killed someone/committed arson/won lottery/hooked on a tycoon/changed sex during this time? (Nah, I haven't. At least, none of the above. Wish I had rocked the world or shattered earth. *sighs*) Then again, no news means good news! Thus I shall take it that everyone out there is alive and kicking yes yes? :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! As some of you might have already known, I managed to bump into a place @ NTU Chinese! :) (Yes, I must have used up ALL my good karmas this time round, so it's time to perform good deeds again. Now throw me the brownie uniform.) Yep I know there're plenty of potential course mates out there whom are already KAWAN with yours truly, so double YAY! To be honest, I'm still rather keen on getting a degree from Taiwan, but oh wells, the fact that it's four years without Honours + it's generally unrecognised kinda brands it second class to any public local U huh? Not to forget I gotta start learning 注音符号 and 繁体字! Alright, lion city rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since I'm on Taiwan, I'll be flying there on 24th May and staying there for 5 weeks! Hey it's been 3.5 years since I set foot there so cut me some slack. :) And I'll probably be funding myself for quite some expenses, so it's gonna be pocket-burning amidst all the fun... :S But I've been thinking it'll be darn cool if anyone of you would gladly come along! What say you? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, time I get back to work! (As you might've guessed, I'm typing this entry from my office desk. Hoho.) Yeah I'll be back with more. SOON. (Trust me! :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I miss all of you! ILUSM! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To all of you who've stayed with me, given me advices and basically been the lovely guys you are when I was feeling under the weather the past couple of months with uni applications, THANK YOU! *hugs* Heh, I'm all fine now, courtesy of you peeps! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-5253186881502968767?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/5253186881502968767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=5253186881502968767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5253186881502968767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5253186881502968767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2008/05/baaaaack.html' title='BAAAAACK!'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-3020658104726452929</id><published>2007-09-24T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T13:55:30.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;《送别》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;李叔同&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;长亭外，古道边，芳草碧连天。&lt;br /&gt;晚风拂柳笛声残，夕阳山外山。&lt;br /&gt;天之涯，地之角，知交半零落。&lt;br /&gt;一觚浊酒尽余欢，今宵别梦寒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;《送别》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;林海音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;长亭外，古道边，芳草碧连天。&lt;br /&gt;问君此去几时来，来时莫徘徊。&lt;br /&gt;天之涯，地之角，知交半零落。&lt;br /&gt;人生难得是欢聚，惟有别离多。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*不知何故，每次读到《送别》的词时，心中总会涌起一股莫名的惆怅和难言的遗憾。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-3020658104726452929?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/3020658104726452929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=3020658104726452929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3020658104726452929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3020658104726452929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='~*~'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-5174316331314398658</id><published>2007-09-07T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T19:19:27.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims X____x</title><content type='html'>Once again, I've put up a disappearing act -________- Sheesh I know that's very unbecoming of me but recently I've been at the brink of insanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow is the start of &lt;s&gt;god forbid&lt;/s&gt; PRELIMS!!! T____________T &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my heart cracking and my nerves weeping and my cells howling in pain...Urm okay I shall stop being such a drama mama since I believe you've gotten the picture. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells bless me...And IMH, reserve a bed for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-5174316331314398658?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/5174316331314398658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=5174316331314398658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5174316331314398658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5174316331314398658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/09/prelims-xx.html' title='Prelims X____x'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-323381983258471707</id><published>2007-06-30T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:52:32.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X(</title><content type='html'>Heh it's time I come out of the covers and assure everyone that I'm still alive AND kicking!~! Oh and yes, I really want to &lt;strong&gt;KICK&lt;/strong&gt; someone hard in the ass X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lengths people will go for money (ooh the root of all evil) and freedom and other forbidden fruits make me O_________O Argh I'm so bloody vexed now! Damn that f*cking maid of mine, really, she should go burn in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, are we ill-treating you in any way, dearie? Hello, we paid you accordingly &lt;em&gt;(HAHA scrape that. I'm pretty sure we upped your salary eh?)&lt;/em&gt;, we didn't deprive you of anything &lt;em&gt;(you think we're unaware that you finished the Finnish loaf? That bread was OH SO CHEAP!) &lt;/em&gt;and we gave you all your basic necessities &lt;em&gt;(ah...maybe your needs aren't that basic which is why you need to buy stuff like OLAY WHITENING CREAM yeah? Hmm that beats me...Why would you need to be Snow White when you're a domestic worker whose duties is to fulfil household chores? Oh and OLAY must be very affordable for you! *nods firmly*).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone is wondering if I'm like the witch in Hansel &amp;amp; Gretel who locks people up and ultimately eats them, I'm NOT. =/ I'm trying to be as forgiving and understanding as possible, (really, I am) but alas I'm not a saint so all I want to do is skin her alive and dump her in dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what had she oh-so-wrongfully done to deserve such condemnation? *clasps hands together*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha! Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Stealing (at least) $150 from my grandparents (how morally right to steal from the old folks!), not counting the missing loose change and dollar notes for the past months (I reckon they all add up to quite a hefty sum) which she believed had 不翼而飞! How amazing~! $$$ vanishing into thin air! =O Are we the Copperfield family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Flipping through my parents' account books and obtaining our handphone numbers without our knowledge! Going through the accounts is a deadly sin for sure...But what is spine chilling is how she got hold of the numbers! No one gave her ANYTHING =/ Oh yes, and where on earth did she manage to own a handphone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sneaking out of home stealthily in the afternoon without permission for almost the whole month when my mum was overseas! Please, if my grandparents weren't octogenarians then her existence would have been insignificant! Why would we need someone in the house to tend to them if they are YOUNG, HEALTHY and FUNKY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Keeping a boyfriend when she is married with a CHILD. Plus, she ain't exactly aesthetically appealing for God's sake! *smirks* Ooh how sweet and touching, all those lovey-dovey letters she stuffed under her bed! Aww such a pity that we only found out when packing her barang barang for her...But what earth-shatteringly absurd news!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) She dug through my belongings and took this Anna Sui perfume (a graduating gift from a close friend) and finished HALF A BOTTLE!!! Holy shit. That one I didn't have the heart to unwrap it and she had the audacity to use it! X[ (Trust me, I was seriously upset. And I almost tore down the house =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus many other offences which I couldn't be bothered to list them (lest my temper boils ^___^). Anyone broke a mirror at home? That's why bad luck came our way? Ah...or I'm simply too evil so it's 恶有恶报? Maybe I've got to reflect on the bad karma I've accumulated through the years! Who knows if I'll end up being banished to hell when I leave the mortal world? =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we can't stand the sight of that heinous villain for another moment so she is gone for good =D I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the devils don't knock at our door a second time =) O good heavens, be kind to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh enough of that revolting topic ^0^ Life's pretty hectic...Of course I have mid-years to thank for! *hugs mid-year papers* But comforting thought is that I'm already halfway through so I'm gonna be over and done with it soon! 4 down, 3 to go~! (*sighs* Including the Econs Paper 1 make-up since I was absent on the day of exam -_______-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY~! Finally a decent update after a gazillion years! =) You guys missed me? =P *rotten eggs come flying* Hee to all 变态s (FYI, reading my blog makes you one XDDD), may the force be with you in everything! Take care ^___^ (And stay 变态 =D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-323381983258471707?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/323381983258471707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=323381983258471707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/323381983258471707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/323381983258471707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/06/x.html' title='X('/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-88446905440479305</id><published>2007-05-20T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T03:50:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intriguing Stuff ^0^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Six degrees of separation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; refers to the idea that, if a person is one "step" away from each person he or she knows and two "steps" away from each person who is known by one of the people he or she knows, then everyone is no more than six "steps" away from each person on Earth. Several studies, such as &lt;em&gt;Milgram's small world experiment&lt;/em&gt; have been conducted to empirically measure this connectedness. While the exact number of links between people differs depending on the population measured, it is generally found to be relatively small. Hence,&lt;strong&gt; six degrees of separation&lt;/strong&gt; is somewhat synonymous with the idea of the &lt;strong&gt;"small world" phenomenon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--wikipedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Cool stuff =) How did anyone calculate this out, that is? O____O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-88446905440479305?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/88446905440479305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=88446905440479305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/88446905440479305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/88446905440479305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/05/intriguing-stuff-0.html' title='Intriguing Stuff ^0^'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-5833497150762867640</id><published>2007-05-11T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T15:46:16.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's me! ^0^</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-78BCAFD1.jpeg&amp;c1=I have suicide tendency =O&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7F9480E3.jpeg&amp;c2=Melodia is my life =D&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2B750FCD.jpeg&amp;c3=sweet tooth = sweet girl = ME!!! *barfs*&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3024A0D7.jpeg&amp;c4=roaming in cyberspace, submerging in nature = love ^__^&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A0F44BD.jpeg&amp;c5=Freakily beautiful? o_O&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;c6=Hohoho Im married le!=D&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BFB07FF.jpeg&amp;c7=*sighs* prey of chocolates T_T&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_42E67A46.jpeg&amp;c8=White is not the lack of colour, but the abundance of it ^0^&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_631B702E.jpeg&amp;c9=I WANT!!!&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_79AFF11D.jpeg&amp;c10=XDDD&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2D00D6DF.jpeg&amp;c11=*melts* Take me there! @_@&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D8228ED.jpeg&amp;c12=Fraise~! =P&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_658383D5.jpeg&amp;c13=Dawn and dusk...&amp;moodlabel=SOFISTICAT&amp;lovelabel=NICE N? 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Like him, we may not be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IDEALISTIC&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, but we are definitely more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IDEAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; than him. Kwek ah, get the difference? *snorts* And worst thing is, no one realised the mistake T_T I even had to explain to my classmate what his blunder was =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm conceited lah. =) But that's me!~! ^0^ YAY!!! *twirls around*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-1050409291778306458?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/1050409291778306458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=1050409291778306458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1050409291778306458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1050409291778306458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/05/ideal.html' title='Ideal...?'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-7230987624388932331</id><published>2007-05-04T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:09:22.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian.</title><content type='html'>Oh man I'm so &lt;strong&gt;JADED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been slogging through tests and test and tests... (OMG so sorry to say this but when I was typing 'tests' I accidentally typed 'testes' =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh so bushed by school T_T *sighs* If only I can cut class like when I was a J1... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone were the days when we can all rot in the LEP room! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Man, damn you Cambridge.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7230987624388932331?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7230987624388932331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7230987624388932331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7230987624388932331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7230987624388932331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/05/jaded-lah.html' title='sian.'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-5445326493846302078</id><published>2007-04-17T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:10:16.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The WRONG Things XD</title><content type='html'>Haha I'd long wanted to post this after reading &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://estelwen-hope.blogspot.com/2007/03/e-very-very-wrong-things.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Simin's entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ^0^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/RiSWEbR54VI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i4DpHy8wAGg/s1600-h/Kim+Jung+Hoon%27s+Wrong+Pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054329684603035986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="297" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/RiSWEbR54VI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i4DpHy8wAGg/s400/Kim+Jung+Hoon%27s+Wrong+Pic.bmp" width="401" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this just look darn WRONG?! (And Simin, in case you're wondering, he IS Kim Jung Hoon XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha I've watched this short drama last year and was ROFL XP And this part is actually the CLIMAX~! AHAHAHAHA...This line is in truth very normal in the context of the show, but it's the show that is abnormal (-_-;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee anyway whoever's interested can watch the entire clip here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?p=F04B797AF27ABB66&amp;index=65&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;v=piCVk8sPxT8"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?p=F04B797AF27ABB66&amp;amp;index=65&amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;v=piCVk8sPxT8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-5445326493846302078?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/5445326493846302078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=5445326493846302078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5445326493846302078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5445326493846302078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/04/wrong-things-xd.html' title='The WRONG Things XD'/><author><name>Xin</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/RiSWEbR54VI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i4DpHy8wAGg/s72-c/Kim+Jung+Hoon%27s+Wrong+Pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20549274.post-441976467932968943</id><published>2007-04-04T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:36:43.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin =)</title><content type='html'>YAHOO~ A new blogskin again ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not me&lt;/strong&gt; to have a cutesy layout =O (Though I can't deny that I'm cute XD *shrugs*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shoe comes flying from afar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ZX ducks agilely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho...I'm just fickle-minded! &lt;s&gt;(as usual)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I do wonder if I was a chameleon in my past life o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-441976467932968943?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/441976467932968943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=441976467932968943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/441976467932968943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/441976467932968943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin =)'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-6871823225483366511</id><published>2007-03-31T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:45:25.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Mad...</title><content type='html'>Please don't think you've visited the wrong blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please don't think I've gone mad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the blogskin looks freakish...but I just suddenly have the urge to experiment it! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bear with it for now...those who know me should expect me to change it in a few days time XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...and thanks alot to Chee &amp; Miao for your concern! =D Still, *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, one of the biggest worry now is I don't know how to face Gerda. *sighs sighs sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-6871823225483366511?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/6871823225483366511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=6871823225483366511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/6871823225483366511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/6871823225483366511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/gone-mad.html' title='Gone Mad...'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-8940702714484846554</id><published>2007-03-27T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T08:30:56.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Pre) Results Release</title><content type='html'>现在理当是丰收的季节。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我却希望来一场洪水把一切淹没，然后干掉所有主宰着成果品质的因素。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后投环自缢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 其实我一张成绩都还未领到=) I'm just lamenting...so ignore me =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-8940702714484846554?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/8940702714484846554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=8940702714484846554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8940702714484846554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8940702714484846554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/pre-results-release.html' title='(Pre) Results Release'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-7463311901127705213</id><published>2007-03-19T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:35:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn BLOCK TEST!!! X(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I MUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043596523048408834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/Rf50UMqyFwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c-unPk_ZQsw/s400/%E6%8B%BC.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Before I CAN&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043596750681675538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/Rf50hcqyFxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NSrXiOtDsyk/s400/%E8%B4%BA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm feeling lazy X( And I'm a procrastinator by nature T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7463311901127705213?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7463311901127705213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7463311901127705213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7463311901127705213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7463311901127705213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/darn-block-test-x.html' title='Darn BLOCK TEST!!! X('/><author><name>Xin</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/Rf50UMqyFwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c-unPk_ZQsw/s72-c/%E6%8B%BC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20549274.post-7969690535651771107</id><published>2007-03-14T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T18:23:42.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>牵挂</title><content type='html'>Today I received a message from Miao. She was deeply saddened that her best friend had left for another country and may probably never return. I remember how I had parted with a good friend in Secondary 2 with gallons of tears and millions of well-wishes. And as I now type this entry I am getting a little teary-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard of this song a few years back when watching some music programme with my mum...I recall vividly how she started crying after the singer sang the first verse. Perhaps my emotions were still raw then which was why I remained indifferent; but now, I can cry a river while listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://wma.1ting.com/wmam/i/1013/2/15.Wma"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;牵挂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;黄仲昆&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;数着片片的白云&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我离开了你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;却把寸寸的相思&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我留给了你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;牵挂的是 红着眼的你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;放心不下 也是爱哭的你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;数着片片的枫叶&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我离开了你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;却把寸寸的芳心&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我留给了你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;牵挂的是 远离的你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;放心不下 也是孤独的你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*click on the song title to download it =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up Miao ^^ You know, this is all part and parcel of life much as we detest it =(&lt;br /&gt;And to Bing Yu, though I don't really know you: Best wishes for everything =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7969690535651771107?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7969690535651771107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7969690535651771107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7969690535651771107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7969690535651771107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_14.html' title='牵挂'/><author><name>Xin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/345287427324799178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/345287427324799178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_13.html' title='念'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-4573508979921101746</id><published>2007-03-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:13:24.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It is the bittersweet taste of reminiscences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;that makes you walk down the memory lane again and again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;in search of life's true flavour;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;when actually,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its palate is a colourful palette right from the start."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-4573508979921101746?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/4573508979921101746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=4573508979921101746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4573508979921101746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4573508979921101746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/reminiscences_12.html' title='Reminiscences'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-82200904297564868</id><published>2007-03-09T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:53:49.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit on the Shelf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/RfFm2sqyFvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xWEN2yAf7LA/s1600-h/Rabbit+Stuff+Toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039922547893868274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zebWd40iPHI/RfFm2sqyFvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xWEN2yAf7LA/s400/Rabbit+Stuff+Toy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-82200904297564868?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/82200904297564868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=82200904297564868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hope, expectation, Bright promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;--&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo yo call me Chang'er =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-2264891094824185679?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/2264891094824185679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=2264891094824185679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2264891094824185679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2264891094824185679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/moon.html' title='Moon? ^^'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-616441249214303362</id><published>2007-03-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:05:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://www.crossmymind.com/images/four%20seasons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="109" alt="" src="http://www.allseasons-llc.com/seasons.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many a time I wished we have the 4 seasons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-616441249214303362?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/616441249214303362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=616441249214303362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/616441249214303362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/616441249214303362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/seasons.html' title='Seasons'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-1879222515565567296</id><published>2007-03-03T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T23:37:25.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damned Gacha Machines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh I have forgotten to rant about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to sue ALL the providers for ALL gacha machines!!! X( To charge their cheap and shoddy products of near zilch value at such an exorbitant price is utterly despicable and contemptible! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT JUSTICE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://onsmithcomics.com/html/extras/japan_images/079.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="centre"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;^ The god forbid gacha machines. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine inserting $3 and end up getting a grotesque Monokuro Boo purse/handbag/pouch/?! the size of your palm, made out of a thin filmsy cloth with a shabby black strap attached and no fastening means (aka zip, valcro, button, hook, buckle) at all?! I swear to the heavens that this filthy thing cost no more than 50 cents in pasar malams! I feel so bloody cheated! *hangs white cloth on ceiling and contemplates suicide*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I'm the idiotic imbercile who laid eyes on that particular dumbass machine. I was the retarded fool who forked out $3 when I could have used that to buy another 蛋饼 from 士林 (by the way, the 香肠芝士 one was nice =D). I was the obnoxious nincompoop who made the ludicrous decision. It all boils down to the intelligent me. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my sane and sensible friends: PLEASE pull me away from any gacha machines! Or at least make sure I'm at least 50m away from them! &lt;strong&gt;DON'T LET ME TRY MY LUCK ON THOSE THINGS ANYMORE BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE IT!!! &lt;/strong&gt;*wails bitterly* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-1879222515565567296?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/1879222515565567296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=1879222515565567296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1879222515565567296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1879222515565567296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/damned-gacha-machines.html' title='Damned Gacha Machines'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-368014194426098275</id><published>2007-03-03T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:34:20.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>致：朋友</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;有一句名言：&lt;/span&gt;山穷水尽疑无路，柳暗花明又一村。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;有一句谚语：&lt;/span&gt;船到桥头自然直。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;有一首歌：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生路上甜苦和喜忧&lt;br /&gt;愿与你分担所有&lt;br /&gt;难免曾经跌倒和等候&lt;br /&gt;要勇敢的抬头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁愿常躲在避风的港口&lt;br /&gt;宁有波涛汹涌的自由&lt;br /&gt;愿是你心中灯塔的守候&lt;br /&gt;在迷雾中让你看透&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阳光总在风雨后 乌云上有睛空&lt;br /&gt;珍惜所有的感动&lt;br /&gt;每一份希望在你手中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;阳光总在风雨后 请相信有彩虹&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;风风雨雨都接受&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我一直会在你的左右&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;还有一个朋友；&lt;/span&gt;你只要记得回过头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相信我，终究会有云破日出的一天。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-368014194426098275?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/368014194426098275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=368014194426098275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/368014194426098275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/368014194426098275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='致：朋友'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-5181486176536346515</id><published>2007-02-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:00:45.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们</title><content type='html'>我们还有几次能围在一块儿吃饭？还有几次机会能豪爽畅谈昔日的点滴，未来的梦想？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我们手中，还握有多少青春？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Try to remember, the kind of September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When life was slow and oh so mellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Try to remember, the kind of September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When grass was green and grain was yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Try to remember, the kind of September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When you were a tender and callow fellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Try to remember and if you remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then follow, follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Try to remember, when life was so tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That no one wept except the willow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Try to remember, when life was so tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That dreams were kept beside your pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Try to remember, when life was so tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That love was an ember about to billow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Try to remember and if you remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then follow, follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Deep in December, it’s nice to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Although you know the snow will follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Deep in December, it’s nice to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Without a hurt, the heart is hollow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Deep in December, it’s nice to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The fire of September that made us mellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Deep in December, our hearts should remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And follow, follow, follow..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道我从来不曾说出口，但其实，我是多么的爱你们。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-5181486176536346515?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/5181486176536346515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=5181486176536346515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5181486176536346515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/5181486176536346515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_25.html' title='我们'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-7765145335476302788</id><published>2007-02-23T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:58:36.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>1) I generally dislike new year goodies other than pineapple tarts and the white powdery cookies (I forgot the name hoho) =D And I'm so obsessed with pineapple tarts that I forced my mum to make a vow that she'll learn how to make them by the next new year or even better, ASAP ^^ I'm evil lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I remember I used to have short fringe back in primary school, then I grew it to adopt a centre parting (and I even kept long hair in Sec. 3 o_O) before I seriously looked into the mirror and donned on a decent hairstyle (the one I'm having now). Oh, speaking about changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I dread GP like hell now. It's dry and dull and my eyelids always come crashing down. Wonder how I was actually fond of it 2 years back -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I think I should start studying for my block test. I mean, I &lt;strong&gt;THINK&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;em&gt;SHOULD&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm gradually drifting further and further away from Mandopop and basically, Taiwanese dramas and idols (ha, what idols). And yes, thanks to dear Soo and the invincible K-wave (I'm sorry, I succumbed so it became invincible) I have more or less started indulging in K-music and dramas. But I don't go for tear jerkers or dumbass storylines where everyone dies of leukemia and the very guy you fell in love with is your long lost brother. That's abnormal okay? And I don't fancy bubblegum pop (there are plenty of them EVERYWHERE) because it always revolves around "I love you, you love me" and similar retarded contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) NY has freakin' chilly air-cons that really freezes your butts off which really puzzles me why Kwek doesn't increase the temperature which in turns reduces cost; instead, laments to everyone how we should all play a part in helping the school conserve its funds by not wasting electricity. Haiz, look who's talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's All Folks! =D (I just learnt that this famous Looney Tunes line is said by Porky Pig =P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7765145335476302788?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7765145335476302788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7765145335476302788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7765145335476302788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7765145335476302788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/02/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-4028303569505760290</id><published>2007-02-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:48:09.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>赵传--我终于失去了你</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;“当所有的人 离开我的时候&lt;br /&gt;你劝我要耐心等候&lt;br /&gt;并且陪我渡过生命中最长的寒冬&lt;br /&gt;如此的宽容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当所有的人 靠紧我的时候&lt;br /&gt;你要我安静从容&lt;br /&gt;似乎知道我有一颗永不安静的心&lt;br /&gt;容易蠢动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于让千百双手在我面前挥舞&lt;br /&gt;我终于拥有了千百个热情的笑容&lt;br /&gt;我终于让人群被我深深的打动&lt;br /&gt;我却忘了告诉你 你一直在我心中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于失去了你&lt;br /&gt;在拥挤的人群中&lt;br /&gt;我终于失去了你&lt;br /&gt;当我的人生第一次感到光荣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于失去了你&lt;br /&gt;在拥挤的人群中&lt;br /&gt;我终于失去了你&lt;br /&gt;当我的人生第一次 感到光荣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当四周的掌声如潮水一般的汹涌&lt;br /&gt;我看见你眼中&lt;br /&gt;伤心的泪光闪动”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-4028303569505760290?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/4028303569505760290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=4028303569505760290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4028303569505760290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/4028303569505760290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='赵传--我终于失去了你'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-2547651930547685165</id><published>2007-02-19T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T16:28:30.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2007 Discoveries O_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 amazing discoveries of CNY 2007: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1) Out of the 6 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; packets I received, 4 were &lt;span style="color:#c7a317;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOLDEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Another was pink with golden lines and the only red one had golden flower imprints on it. So it's the last zodiac year in the Gold Cycle (Is that how you phrase it? o_O) and hence CNY is clothed with layers and layers of the blinding and piercing royal colour. Ha. But I prefer golden to red so actually I'm happy =D (I'm contradictory &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Mediacorp should get bombed and banished to hell and condemned for eternity. I didn't watch any god damn programme they'd specially arranged for this festive season (Haha, that sounded like a joke.) because none were decently watchable. (I'm picky &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) 财神爷 is handsome ^____^ I was so mesmerised by this portrait of him that I even begged my mum to buy it =) But my mum was sane so she pulled me away hastily =/ (I have good taste okay! &gt;.&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-2547651930547685165?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/2547651930547685165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=2547651930547685165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2547651930547685165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2547651930547685165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-2007-discoveries-oo.html' title='CNY 2007 Discoveries O_O'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-6917966066455278786</id><published>2007-02-02T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:06:18.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One 2007 (V)</title><content type='html'>哀伤的哀伤的新闻亲爱的bloggers。我没有通过qualifying。我不幸地被刷下了以紧张和伤风事故。我被这新闻深深地痛苦。我总告诉了自己勿怕舞台和观众。我不认为我能表现出我的感觉由单独blogging。如此我创造了这首诗。显示我对qualifying的感觉刷下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我我我我&lt;br /&gt;我是out out out 的&lt;br /&gt;现在比赛比赛比赛&lt;br /&gt;对我聚集哀伤哀伤哀伤哀伤&lt;br /&gt;在我的生活中从未有我感到很坏的”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Courtesy of &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://paradoxical-rose.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-death-is-announced-curse-of-golden.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Miss M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://mutaidong.blogspot.com/2006/12/bloggers-miao-blogging-miao-miao-miao.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;her blog entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax people! I'm still sane! =D Just thought it's be fun to impersonate Miss M. for a while =) How is my rendition of her writing style? =P Hoho is this plaguarism? But I can't care less lah. I mean, what's the worse thing that can happen? Me becoming her next best friend? o_O (After Miao, who had unfortunately 'passed on' due to the 面条和铁锅事故) Actually, that's pretty scary O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as you can tell, I did not make it into the finals =/ Well strictly speaking, I do feel a tinge of disappointment but definitely not as severe as what I've bullshitted above =P Of course I'd hope to get shortlisted since I've come thus far, but the thought of me having to invest one whole evening for the rehearsals and another for the actual event plus no guarantee (impossible in fact) in winning doesn't seem too appealing. Especially when bloody J2 work is piling up =( I owe my dear Lit. teacher 3 essays. Yes, I know, it's appalling ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think I'm being sour grapes and all, but honestly, it'll be more saddening for me to be kicked out after forking out a few more hours of my youth for the finals because winning is absolutely out of the question even if I was in my top form. Stupid flu still bugging me =( I was much more nervous than last year because most of the contestants before me were seriously good! =O I'm happy though, that I did try my best, despite being wobbly and kinda shaky. Haha I'm still lacking, in short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once and again, million thanks to all you wonderful guys! =D 千言万语难说起，只有一句谢谢你！(Pardon me for being cliched XD) ^^ *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-6917966066455278786?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/6917966066455278786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=6917966066455278786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/6917966066455278786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/6917966066455278786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-2007-v.html' title='The One 2007 (V)'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-8213350815228379233</id><published>2007-01-30T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:05:44.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One 2007 (IV)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Event:&lt;/strong&gt; "The One" Qualifying Round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue:&lt;/strong&gt; LT4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day &amp; Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Thursday, 01/02/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commencement Time: &lt;/strong&gt;1730~1800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Participating Strength:&lt;/strong&gt; 24 soloists; 8 groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reasons for the Above Arrangments:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVENT - There are no vocabulary problems in calling the audition the Preliminary Round and the semi-finals the Qualifying Round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;VENUE - There will somehow be tons of sane NY peeps who will come and watch, hence filling the 600 seater LT because it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doesn't matter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that there is school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;DAY &amp;amp; DATE - As stated previously, it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doesn't matter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that there is school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;COMMENCEMENT TIME - Timetable is the root of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;PARTICIPATING STRENGTH - They figure that it is okay for ALL participants to perform an item of roughly 5 minutes each and end the whole event by who-knows-what-time (at least 9 p.m.) because once again, it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't matter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that there is school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remarks:&lt;/strong&gt; Hallelujah to all J2s who read H2 Econs because there is an 1 hour lecture test on Friday which determines if you are required to attend remedial lessons. This includes yours truly. *dry laughter*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-8213350815228379233?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/8213350815228379233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=8213350815228379233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8213350815228379233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8213350815228379233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-2007-iii.html' title='The One 2007 (IV)'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-2516074078564570133</id><published>2007-01-28T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:06:43.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One 2007 (III)</title><content type='html'>This is shocking, jaw dropping, astounding, appalling and absolutely outrageous. With my disgustingly revolting voice akin to a sound produced by a mutated crow-rooster, I actually made it pass the audition to the Qualifying Round of NY's The One :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, &lt;strong&gt;how the hell? &lt;/strong&gt;I mean, I don't feel exhiliarated or elated, because I'm fully aware my singing was down in the dumps that day! o_O I'm really skeptical of the standard of this year's The One =/ Of course I deserve a smack across the cheek from those who didn't pass the audition for saying all these bullshit, but this is my heartfelt sentiment. Haiz it's like the lousiest tennis player in School A emerging as champion when he transfers to School B. I'll be very doubtful of his jubilance over his victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's still good news right =D And of course &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A BIG THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARM HUGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to all my sweet and supportive friends!^^ You guys rock!!! =P But hoho, my voice is still...*sighs* You get what I mean? ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-2516074078564570133?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/2516074078564570133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=2516074078564570133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2516074078564570133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2516074078564570133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-2007-ii.html' title='The One 2007 (III)'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-1259484905517051369</id><published>2007-01-28T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T16:20:16.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just One Last Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just one last dance (Oh baby)&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet in the night in the Spanish café&lt;br /&gt;I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I’m drowning in salty water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours left till the sun’s gonna rise&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will come, it's time to realize&lt;br /&gt;Our love is finished forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish to come with you&lt;br /&gt;How I wish we make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;Before we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When we sway and turn around, around, around&lt;br /&gt;It's like the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight and keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the night is getting cold and I&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Just one more dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wine and the lights and the Spanish guitar&lt;br /&gt;I never forget how romantic they are&lt;br /&gt;But I know, tomorrow I lose the one I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to come with you&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the only thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;Before we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When we sway and turn around, around, around&lt;br /&gt;Its like the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight and keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the night is getting cold and I&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;Before we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When we sway and turn around, around, around&lt;br /&gt;Its like the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight and keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the night is getting cold and I&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;Before we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When we sway and turn around, around, around&lt;br /&gt;Its like the first time&lt;br /&gt;(When we sway and turn around&lt;br /&gt;And hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Come on, my love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight and keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the night is getting cold and I&lt;br /&gt;(Night is getting cold and I)&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;(Don't know where I belong)&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one last dance&lt;br /&gt;And just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;And just one last dance...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this awesome song yesterday =) I know the lyric's kinda sucky -_- But the singing is somewhat intriguing and arresting ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.upx.com.cn/uploads/music/just%20one%20last%20dance.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sarah Connor: Just One Last Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://sfs.scnu.edu.cn/blogs/xuhan/uploadfiles/20064815297390.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sarah Connor (feat. Natural): Just One Last Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click to download song =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 versions to the song...The solo one is the original and is a track in Sarah Connor's "Key to My Soul" album, whereas the duet was released as a single afterward because she had been heavily pregnant then and didn't have time to promote her album o_O (Though her album sales fared well nonetheless) And this indeed boosted the popularity of the song. Tsk tsk, marketing strategy :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho anyway this song is pretty old so you might've heard it before =) Haha I'm slow ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-1259484905517051369?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/1259484905517051369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=1259484905517051369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1259484905517051369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1259484905517051369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-one-last-dance.html' title='Just One Last Dance'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-1559116899628780987</id><published>2007-01-26T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:07:00.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One 2007 (II)</title><content type='html'>Hohohohehehehahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My audition was an utter disaster. Thanks to my husky voice =) Of all the days in a year, I have to catch a flu NOW. Yahoo~~~ *voice cracks* Oh I've forgotten: my voice is in a pretty bad shape; okay correction, my voice?! What voice?! All I can hear is a screechy and scratchy yet deep and dry noise rumbling from my throat. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost 50% of my voice by the time my turn came (Hallelujah to the wonderful chilly weather, NY's amazing full blast air-cons and my hectic timetable. It's a miracle if I can recover at all -_-), and the remaining 50% is at the brink of breaking at the high notes which is exactly what most of the chorus is made up of. Wow. I was trying to muster all my strength and hit the keys that my expression is that of a constipated person&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I believe. So a short and sweet summary will be: My singing = Crow's cawking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not disappointed or sad, really. Neither am I feeling it's a pity. Perhaps I've learnt to resign to fate already? *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-1559116899628780987?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/1559116899628780987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=1559116899628780987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1559116899628780987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/1559116899628780987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-2007.html' title='The One 2007 (II)'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-2676493918126740813</id><published>2007-01-25T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:36:50.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick ='(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Damn damn damn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so screwed. My throat's kinda raspy and ticklish. And I so want to rip it apart X( The point is, tomorrow is the bloody auditions. I've drank warm water for the entire day that I visited the toilet AT LEAST 8 times (sickening fact is that I ended school at only 5:30 p.m. today), drowned down a few tablespoons of 枇杷膏 and popped in 2 panadol pills. But there isn't any 起色! *growls* Getting more and more irritable by the second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm in damp spirits ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-2676493918126740813?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/2676493918126740813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=2676493918126740813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2676493918126740813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2676493918126740813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick.html' title='sick =&apos;('/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-7241397279743755553</id><published>2007-01-23T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:39:02.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays =(</title><content type='html'>My Tuesdays are a freakin' waste of time =( I only have to attend an Econs lecture and a HCL P1 tutorial but I get hold up till 2:00p.m.! Haiz plus the &lt;s&gt;shattering&lt;/s&gt; heartening fact that Tuesdays are CT days = time with Gerda = &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt; paradise ='( Of course nothing can beat my 5 hours break last year...So it seems that I used to be in the 18th level of Hell and now I've risen to roughly the 10th. How nice, huh? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am delighted that Miao, WS and Haogay are visiting tomorrow! (As in, visiting NY, not a prison or asylum) Yay finally get to see those bunch of funny people again! =D It's been some time since we sit down and crap! Especially now that my JC life's kinda dreary...Urgh not enough bian tai people to hang out with! And their lameness are not up to expectations! Suffice to say, school stinks =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shall update again later if time and mood permit =P &lt;em&gt;Ciao!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7241397279743755553?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7241397279743755553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7241397279743755553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7241397279743755553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7241397279743755553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/tuesdays.html' title='Tuesdays =('/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-3618814569999792551</id><published>2007-01-20T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:43:14.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned;&lt;br /&gt;Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;--William Congreve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mourning Bride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-3618814569999792551?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/3618814569999792551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=3618814569999792551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3618814569999792551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3618814569999792551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/heaven-has-no-rage-like-love-to-hatred.html' title='Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-674284199191775082</id><published>2007-01-19T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:43:27.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haogay bdae</title><content type='html'>Oh boy I survived another week! *hoots* Sometimes I think the timetable committee lack the grey matter because they find it pretty fine to end my Mondays, Tuesdays &amp; Wednesdays at around 2:00/2:30pm, but my Thursdays &amp;amp; Fridays at 5:00/5:30pm. I mean, don't terms like "equal distribution" occur in their dictionaries?! Such nincompoops =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think many ex-NY peeps are unaware, but it is now official that school commences 15 minutes later. Which means assembly starts at 8:00 and the entire schedule gets delayed accordingly. Don't ask me which bloody asshole requested for this retarded arrangement (dear Quek said it was the seniors from last year o_O) but I certainly doubt so since the staff body agreed readily to it. Hmph X( However, not forgetting that they've changed the weekly Staff Contact to Monday 0800--0900, hence we only need report to school by 0900 every Monday =) But that's the only bonus of the whole affair so there's nothing to be happy about, really. Okay I'm cynical =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what's so good about everything being put off?&lt;br /&gt;1) The sun gets irritatingly glaring and searing during morning assembly since flag raising begins at 0740 ='(&lt;br /&gt;2) My day ends LATER!!! That's what really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;3) I will be extremely delighted to see the minute hand of the clock pointing at the number '3' or '9' because that's when the bell goes = end of lesson, only realising I've been duped because it now rings at either '6' or '12' under the new time system. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if you get an additional 15 minutes of sleep time every morning? Not like it's any form of compensation for us since the timetable is neither shortened nor is the number of hours in a day lessened, it's still the same cycle on and on, just pushed back. Unless the late-coming count decreases but it's apparently not happening! There are still tons of people cramming into the school gate way past time every morning! Someone please tell me then, what's the idea?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho and today is Haogay's birthday ^^ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Gay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =D Haha heard that he's commanding quite a handsome pay of $10--$13/hour pasting stickers at Boon Lay. I was dumbfounded to learn about it o_O Must be some kind of expensive stickers I guess? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-674284199191775082?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/674284199191775082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=674284199191775082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/674284199191775082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/674284199191775082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/haogay-bdae.html' title='Haogay bdae'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-7714578294558846911</id><published>2007-01-17T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T10:31:59.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repentance Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To those high up above:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I will &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; call Ninja 'Ninja' again. I'll just murmur it inaudibly and give a broad friendly smile in his presence.&lt;br /&gt;2) I'll bid farewell to Ninja &lt;strong&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/strong&gt; and not let him crawl off lonesomely.&lt;br /&gt;3) I'll volunteer to polish his shell as C.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;4) I'll &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; rank him as no. 7 (aka the last position) in our guys' ranking survey anymore. In that case, our surveys will revolve around the theme of "Most Handsome Reptile/Amphibian (I'm not sure what he is)" or "Highest Probability of Suffering From Spinal Distortion (his shell is heavy I guess, but is he an invertebrate then?)" etc.&lt;br /&gt;5) I will &lt;s&gt;try my very best to&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFRIEND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, in order for me to repent and atone for my past sins, please retract time to 2 years ago. Pretty please? I'll embrace and love Loke wholeheartedly this time round =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours Beautifully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zhi Xin aka MVW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss S5C and everyone =( I know I've said this countless times already =( haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-7714578294558846911?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7714578294558846911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=7714578294558846911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7714578294558846911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/7714578294558846911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/repentance-letter.html' title='Repentance Letter'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-2897032349575756985</id><published>2007-01-16T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:07:19.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One 2007 (I)</title><content type='html'>Hoho pardon this post of mine for I'm gonna blabber about The One =P The annual singing competition of NY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes folks, it's coming again! *lukewarm polite clapping* Thanks loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as you might've guessed it already, yes, yours truly is going to take part in it AGAIN!!! *everyone raises eyebrows and steers gaze elsewhere* Fine fine, just wanna let you all know beh! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditions next Fri lah, not putting much thought into it yet...Lotsa homework and stuff =( Somewhat of a consolation is that a few of my classmates are also participating, hence I'm more at ease with company! =) Why didn't anyone else in S5C join me the last time? *pouts* But they were all so sweet to come watch me! Estel too XD 爱你们哟~！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho wish me luck! I've got no idea why am I so HIGH about this when it's more than a week away...But it's just me, haha^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-2897032349575756985?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/2897032349575756985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=2897032349575756985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2897032349575756985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/2897032349575756985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/one.html' title='The One 2007 (I)'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-3436885159804781106</id><published>2007-01-15T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T17:07:26.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>變態VS正常</title><content type='html'>如果要在‘變態’和‘正常’之間二選一的話，我會選擇變態。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因爲變態是正常人内心的其中一面，&lt;br /&gt;而正常是一個變態病情惡化的表現。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因此，我是正常的階梯的變態大使=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-3436885159804781106?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/3436885159804781106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=3436885159804781106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3436885159804781106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/3436885159804781106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/vs.html' title='變態VS正常'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-8631001627166483007</id><published>2007-01-14T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:07:05.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK FROM HIATUS!!! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho been missing me? =D *silence* Silence means consent!!! =) I knew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...it's January again. One of the most detestable months of the year (no offence to Jan babies =P) because it shakes you awake from your December slumber and thrust you into the monstrous face of SCHOOL!!! That's for me lah. Heh but this will be the LAST year I'll be hating the transition of years since January most likely won't be the start of any shitty business anymore, whether I make it to the U or not =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yay seems like MOST of the peeps have managed to settle on a job (no regards yet to whether it being desirable or not beh) which I want to weep and bawl about...Why the hell did it take me almost one WHOLE month two years back before landing myself into a revoltingly distastful job?! =( But on second thoughts, AT LEAST I know NEVER ever to WORK in a restaurant again as a kitchen helper, especially one that recycles its tartar sauce and the poor helper was the one being entasked to do that dirty job. What the hell! Can you imagine me having to dig/pick/clip out the fritter crumbs from the sauce and and spooning the rest back into the sticky container where the sides have turned yellow and the label all wrinkled and torn?! Which is why I always mouth my prayers to the customers who order Fish &amp; Chips because:&lt;br /&gt;a) They might get food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;b) They might develop raspy throats or contract other severe diseases since the fish and fries were deep-fried in oil that is only changed once a month&lt;br /&gt;c) They have foolishly parted with $28 for some junk as their lunch/dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;Don't work for some assholes for over 2 months and committing yourself to whole loads of crappy work while commanding $5/hour and also, DON'T order Fish &amp;amp; Chips. (Never ask about the rest of my work experience, it will scare you stiff and make me all agonised =/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, I guess not all had gotten satisfactory jobs especially Miao. As for some guys, they've already plunged into the bottomless pit of endless marching/drilling/cheering/... to fight for our country and to create a better tomorrow for all, hence we should be vigilant and defend ourselves since no one owes us a living and yada yada yada; which can be summarised shortly into N.S. =P Jia you wo~, everyone! Know it's gonna be tough for this period of time, but it'll be over one day =) Haiz I should fret for myself too...I'm in such deep shit I'm starting to be unable to see light (not literally). Though the ONLY console is that my timetable is pretty pleasing: &lt;strong&gt;NO MORE 5 HOURS BREAK!&lt;/strong&gt; =) For those who'd gone through a drought, even dung is whetting (sorry, bad analogy) so any timetable which doesn't have MORE breaks that lessons is GOOD ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must say this: I MISS S5C and all the funny/lame/biantai people that sadly, have now graduated =( Urgh not that my class is sucky or anything, but it's VERY clique-ish and it seems that between each cliques there are invisible walls and barricades. It can get sick and tiring to have to huddle among your own group of friends and careful not to cross the line. I mean we're all in this together so what's all this differentiation for?! Hmph. Just hoping that as the days go by the obstacles will vanish...but I'm quite skeptical about it =( Especially when I think about my C.T. who is apparently one of the most NORMAL and POPULAR beings in school *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it all amounts to my favourite line of all time: Fate is CRUEL. Let's try to look at the bright side lah. *pouring torrents outside* Okay, it's the rainy season, I get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-8631001627166483007?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/8631001627166483007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=8631001627166483007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8631001627166483007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/8631001627166483007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-week-of-2007.html' title='1st week of 2007'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115794429971705529</id><published>2006-09-11T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T11:15:14.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GP - glaciers</title><content type='html'>Oh, I just attended my 2nd GP lecture today!!! &lt;em&gt;(I mean for me lah. The week before last's session was my first for the year =D )&lt;/em&gt; And today's topic was on environment. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lecturer was talking about global warming and blah, then she started saying how rising temperatures will cause glaciers to melt and yada yada yada...When I heard the most astonishing and appalling question being asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Student: Eh...what is glacier ah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah. I wonder what the 'A' levels GP results will be like the year after next. *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115794429971705529?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115794429971705529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115794429971705529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115794429971705529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115794429971705529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/09/gp-glaciers.html' title='GP - glaciers'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115794389786559690</id><published>2006-09-11T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T11:04:57.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gents =P</title><content type='html'>I remember I once entered the gents accidentally =) Heh brush away wild thoughts wo!!! Didn't manage to catch any birds out of their cages though =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was only Pri 4 then *innocent look* and we were having class spring cleaning. Somehow, I was tasked to fill the water bucket and naively entered the nearest toilet I could find. Muahahaha...I was humming to some rubbish tune and wondering why the school decided to use blue paint for the toilet =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only realised my mistake when I exited =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the highest level of oblivion one can reach? Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115794389786559690?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115794389786559690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115794389786559690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115794389786559690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115794389786559690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/09/gents-p_11.html' title='gents =P'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115611854865160307</id><published>2006-08-21T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T08:02:28.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>三千烦恼丝</title><content type='html'>What's so bad about losing some of your 三千烦恼丝? o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115611854865160307?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115611854865160307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115611854865160307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115611854865160307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115611854865160307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='三千烦恼丝'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115597683504403319</id><published>2006-08-19T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:58:23.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanness' live singing</title><content type='html'>I know my hubby can never make it big with his vocal skills, but hey I think he'd improved leaps and bounds since his F4 days that I'm even suspecting he had begged Kangta for a voice transfusion =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vanness singing David Tao's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;沙滩&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over the Rainbow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 252px" src="http://youtube.com/v/wQmk-0QrjQI" width="319" height="252" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Don't widen your eyes yet! Honestly I was appalled to learn he actually mustered up his courage to sing those 2 songs and was apprehensive to listen to him, just in case I decide to file for divorce =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Live performance is still lacklustre: a few broken notes here and there, some imperfect pitching, lacking groove at certain places, plus sung with a mediocre voice. But if you have listened to his previous concerts and stuff, it feels quite heartening watching this video =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please spend 5 minutes of your precious time to watch it =) Maybe you'll strike him off the himbo list after that =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRETTY PLEASE!!! *batters eyelids*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115597683504403319?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115597683504403319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115597683504403319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115597683504403319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115597683504403319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/08/vanness-live-singing.html' title='Vanness&apos; live singing'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115551961280287077</id><published>2006-08-14T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T09:42:32.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;萍聚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;别管以后将如何结束&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;至少我们曾经相聚过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;不必费心地彼此约束&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;更不需要言语的承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要我们曾经拥有过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;对你我来讲已经足够&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;人的一生有许多回忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;只愿你的追忆有个我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this on the radio sometime ago and I was really fond of it, though the singers are some 老kok kok people =X And I remember that Haogay was initially adamant on singing this song during 叙别会last year but somehow, his fickle-mindedness took a turn and settled on “祝你一路顺风”, which CM and Tracy represented S5C as the main choir to perform to the seniors *guffaws*. Heh, I wonder if this year's farewell is still on, but looking at the HIGH 办事能力of the new exco, I think we have to wait patiently for it =/ Haha, I'm mostly interested in the 娱兴节目=D Who knows? Haogay might sing some F.I.R. songs or do breakdance =P But no one can beat 蔡学姐lah =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115551961280287077?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115551961280287077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115551961280287077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115551961280287077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115551961280287077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/08/farewell.html' title='farewell?'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115494108427147725</id><published>2006-08-07T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:33:20.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanness' Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60;"&gt;07/08/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY HUBBY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VANNESS'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;28th BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAO GONG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't barf beh =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115494108427147725?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115494108427147725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115494108427147725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115494108427147725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115494108427147725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/08/vanness-birthday.html' title='Vanness&apos; Birthday!'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115486718584085169</id><published>2006-08-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:26:25.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yiruma's pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiruma's&lt;/strong&gt; pieces make me feel lonely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115486718584085169?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115486718584085169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115486718584085169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115486718584085169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115486718584085169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/08/yirumas-pieces.html' title='yiruma&apos;s pieces'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115451549379244784</id><published>2006-08-02T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T18:52:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>It is almost a norm now that Haogay is seen with us girls usually. I have nothing against that, just that the thought of him as one of our 姐妹 is absolutely jaw-dropping =X But again, he is a &lt;strong&gt;gay&lt;/strong&gt;. So such behaviour is perfectly normal lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am anticipating the after-National-Day-celebration outing with 5C people, but the list of names is still tentative =( LET'S ALL GO, pretty please?! *batters eyelids* But now that we can't go for seafood anymore, I can't think of any other ideal places. I was telling Miao about Seoul Garden and Sakae Sushi, and she suggested Pizza Hut. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Kbox, I guess it has to be postponed. Especially since we are all going to be in red (this poses another question: how many of us are going for the school celebration?), the Kbox people are surely going to be freaked out especially under the dim light of the room, plus it's the seventh month now =/ Furthermore, Haogay might sing 'evergreen' and 'upbeat' songs like 潇洒走一回 =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha...And I just finished watching korean movies Il Mare and My Sassy Girl, both starring Jeon Ji Hyun. The former is the original version of The Lake House, and the only disappointing and heart wrenching part is that the male and female leads only met up at the last 1 minute of the film with no hugging, kissing, smooching at all!!! *sobs* But it's a beautiful film on a whole =D As for My Sassy Girl, I was laughing my guts out at certain scenes, though I cried at the ending. Heh, I was just touched and elated that they finally got together. Hohoho...I love Youtube! Intend to watch Daisy (also starring Jeon Ji Hyun) and King and the Clown (starring Lee Jun Ki) soon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that Miao was telling me on Tue just how retarded April Snow (starring Bae Yong Jun &amp; Son Ye Jin) was. I was guffawing when we were discussing intently (not on the perverse side alright?) about their sex scenes and the ending where they got together =) I know this movie ought to be a tear jerker but come on, the storyline is &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am ransacking my house for a red shirt. Toopid NY, why can't they allow white shirts too? It's not as if Singapore's flag only comprises of red colour right? Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115451549379244784?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115451549379244784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115451549379244784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115451549379244784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115451549379244784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115405925418474091</id><published>2006-07-28T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:06:18.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>war poems</title><content type='html'>Read estel's blog and AAARRGGHHH~~~~~!!! Her entry was about WAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. It's not the thought of war that kills me, I have already accepted the fact that Singapore might be a potential target of terrorists because it only takes one bomb =X But the fact that I've been injected war poems written by this toopid Wilfred Owen for more than half a year during literature lessons that sometimes I wish I could cut off Adolf Hitler's other ball to make myself feel better =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, not ALL poems are detestable. I do like a couple of them though =) These lines are my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"...These men are worth your tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are not worth their merriment."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Apologia pro Poemate Meo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Directed to those ignorant of the destructiveness of war and actually supported sending men off to fight in it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think poems which adopt an overly complex and indirect language are dreadful to read. Bleah. Sometimes, simple terms and unfanciful words are what drive the message in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115405925418474091?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115405925418474091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115405925418474091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115405925418474091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115405925418474091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/07/war-poems.html' title='war poems'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115383502491360081</id><published>2006-07-25T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:43:44.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2500萬年</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“星星有星星的周期；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;人也有自己的周期，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2500萬年&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2500萬年后，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;説不定我們這些人會重逢，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;重新搬演今天所發生的一切。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2500萬年后如果真的再見，我們……會是怎樣？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115383502491360081?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115383502491360081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115383502491360081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115383502491360081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115383502491360081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/07/2500.html' title='2500萬年'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115362990580471447</id><published>2006-07-23T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:45:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞的人</title><content type='html'>我想他是个寂寞的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把文字当挡箭牌的人，不会多快乐吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115362990580471447?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115362990580471447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115362990580471447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115362990580471447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115362990580471447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='寂寞的人'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115356306111721040</id><published>2006-07-22T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T18:15:31.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in singapore =X</title><content type='html'>In Singapore, the majority of us live in Highly Dangerous Buildings (HDB), and most people have already got used to Paying and Paying (PAP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you have to pay, you Pay Until Bankrupt (PUB). If that's not enough, somebody still Purposely Wants to Dig (PWD) and get more from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what more can you do when you are in the Money Only Environment (MOE)? With the current Mad Accounting System (MAS), you are forced to Pay the Sum Ahead (PSA), which will leave some people Permanently Owing Some Banks (POSB). And forced to live on the Loan Techniques Always (LTA) system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall sick and happen to be admitted to a Money Operating Hospital (MOH), you might be able to use your Cash Prior to Funeral (CPF) fund. If you are out of luck, you may meet doctors who Never Use Heart (NUH) to treat you, and you will be Sure to Give up Hope (SGH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help ease the traffic, motorists have to pay Cash On Expressway (COE). If that doesn't help, they can always Eternally Raise Prices (ERP) on the roads. If you don't own a car, you can always make a Mad Rush to the Train (MRT), OR get squashed in a bus Side By Side (SBS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, under all these pressures, there are not many places we can relax, not even the good old place we used to go because it has become So Expensive and Nothing To See Actually (SENTOSA)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115356306111721040?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115356306111721040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115356306111721040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115356306111721040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115356306111721040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-singapore-x.html' title='in singapore =X'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115339405604679591</id><published>2006-07-20T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T10:32:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0610 collection</title><content type='html'>My class has a collection of people belonging to another world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Basketball Girls Captain&lt;br /&gt;2) Dragon Boat Captain&lt;br /&gt;3) Soccer Girls Captain&lt;br /&gt;4) Chess Club President&lt;br /&gt;5) i-NNOVATION Vice-President&lt;br /&gt;6) 2 of the founders of the Japanese Club&lt;br /&gt;7) Champion of an inter-JC Chess competition&lt;br /&gt;8) 1 of the Men's Double Champion in the NY Tennis Open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all belonged to my class =X (and I don't know if there are anymore that I'm ignorant of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today's Racial Harmony Ethnic Costume Dressing, 16 of my classmates wore them!!! And ALL were cross ethnic!!! AHHHHHHHH~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I mind, really. But I feel quite 格格不入 sometimes =( If I was still in S5C and I wear an ethnic costume, people will come ask me why am I wearing it and blah blah blah, which is normal. Yet now, when I am NOT wearing, people come asking me why NOT =/ Huh? I know there is a VERY big contrast between S5C and my current class...Not in any negative way, but I feel I belong more to S5C (Like duh? =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mid-years sux =( And promos are just months away. Hmph =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115339405604679591?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115339405604679591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115339405604679591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115339405604679591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115339405604679591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/07/0610-collection.html' title='0610 collection'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115173005772415972</id><published>2006-07-01T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T09:45:42.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magic show</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 250px" src="http://youtube.com/v/6WHLivocTmg" width="295" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG this is INCREDIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Jap street magic performance by this caucasian guy and trust me, my jaw dropped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You can click on the person who posted this video and view other magic shows too =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115173005772415972?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115173005772415972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115173005772415972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115173005772415972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115173005772415972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/07/magic-show.html' title='magic show'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-115018662045077624</id><published>2006-06-13T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:01:04.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>windows media player shuffle game</title><content type='html'>Hohoho...I saw this on Miao's blog and thought I'd try it too =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;b) Press 'Next Song' for each question.&lt;br /&gt;c) Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;d) Tag 10 people to play this game too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;中间&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 梁静茹&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's true really =) Today's a neutral day...I guess holidays don't create mood swings for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;僕に来てくれるかい&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;– 悲伤恋歌 OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Literal translation:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Or it comes to me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;--Jas, is that correct?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? I hope the answer comes to me soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3. How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For You I Will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;– Heartstring CD produced by dearest NY's i-nnovation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...that's sweet! But for me, you will what? Become 变态？o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;4. Will you get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Paradiso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; – 浪漫满屋 OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means I will only get married in Paradise? o_O But I'm married le leh...So means my marriage will be paradise like? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;5. What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love, me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;– Collin Raye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY accurate neh! At least most of my close friends or those around me fancy this song!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;6. What is the story of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Catherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; – 陶喆&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's Catherine? o_O So I should name myself Catherine? Or I will share the same fate as 陶喆's mum (I think Catherine is his mum's name)? Does that mean I will 劈腿 (I think she got caught in some sort of a scandal with a young guy last year or something)? *look of horror* NO!!! I'll stay loyal to my 老公 OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;7. What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;放开你的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; – 王力宏&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...Means in high school (JC) I had/will let go of my heart? Haha...I think I let go too much leh! That's why the &lt;s&gt;变态&lt;/s&gt; 正常 fever got around a little too quickly =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;8. How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;当&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; – 动力火车&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当 what?! What kinda lousy answer is this? 当 I kill someone? 当 I become a nun? Eh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Forever Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-王力宏&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee...That's very heartening wo!!! Reminds me of 'FOREVER FRIENDS' which is a very cliched Pri sch verse =X But actually it's really hard to keep that promise don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;10. What is today going to be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;候鸟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; – S.H.E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I should fly South? o_O And get barbecued along the way in this darn weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;11. What is in store for this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Think I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; – 浪漫满屋 OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVE this type of open-ended answers. I think I don't know leh =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;12. What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;– VANNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(yes yes yes my hubby!!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! Absolutely!!! I'm EVERYBODY's friend wo!!! Except people like WJS =X But besides that, I'm peace-loving and very lovable!!! *passer-bys all turn to puke* Jealous ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. To describe your grandparents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;宫&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;– 宫 OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow~ Means they are as grand and majestic as a palace? Whoa =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;14. How is your life going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eternal&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;– 东方神起&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urm...is that good news or what? I think eternal is perhaps...too LONG? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Take Your Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 王力宏&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O Take my time to go to Heaven? Or take my time to reincarnate? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;16. How does the world see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;白纸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 王力宏&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wails* OMG I'm a mere piece of paper!!! But if Vanness signs on it it's a different matter =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;17. Will you have a happy life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; – My Girl OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO! Alone? For me it's pretty tough =( It's VERY tough in fact! It's IMPOSSIBLE!!! I'll perish in the arms of loneliness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;18. What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;那个傻瓜爱过你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 赵传&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's that 傻瓜? Hehe...Is it XXX? Or XX? Or XXXX? OK, I'm just being lame =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;19. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我也很想他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 孙燕姿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean 我也很想要他 to lust after me? That's TOTALLY untrue OK! But depends on the 他 =D Strictly speaking, there's no one in mind la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;20. How can I make myself happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;복장 불량!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 宫 OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Translation: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;服装不良!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so I should break all attire school rules (ie. tuck out blouse, wear super mini skirt, wear PE shirts into lecture halls blah blah blah...) to make myself happy? That's being very abnormal you know!!! How can a 正常的阶梯使者 do such a thing? But on second thought, it's a worth a try...Anyone wanna accompany me? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;21. What should you do with your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;当时&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 范玮琪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna murder Media Player! When is 当时?! When I was a kid? When I was still single? When I was still mortal? Or when I have finally rose to the rank of a 使者? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22. Will you ever have children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;解脱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - 张惠妹&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...so will I? I think it means it's a 解脱 whether I will have kids or not? Makes any sense?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Media Player is screwed to the extent that I have 900 songs in my library and of all, 王力宏's songs got picked 4 times when they are not even predominant! And what happened to all my English songs?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, some of the results rock =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! PLAY THIS GAME TOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-115018662045077624?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/115018662045077624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=115018662045077624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115018662045077624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/115018662045077624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/06/windows-media-player-shuffle-game.html' title='windows media player shuffle game'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114960945772881920</id><published>2006-06-06T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:59:55.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dawn never comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;And so the fog faded&lt;br /&gt;And so the words devoured&lt;br /&gt;And so dusk embraced ebony&lt;br /&gt;And so I faltered into the arms of death&lt;br /&gt;And so you enveloped my grave in your blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so dawn never comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114960945772881920?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114960945772881920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114960945772881920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114960945772881920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114960945772881920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/06/dawn-never-comes.html' title='dawn never comes'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114800329755140830</id><published>2006-05-19T09:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:48:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>museum of twits</title><content type='html'>OMG I went to this blog recommended by my friend, that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://museum-of-twits.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Museum of Twits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, you will realise how normal we are. Especially the &lt;strong&gt;'All Time Favourites'&lt;/strong&gt; section on the right. Enjoy =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114800329755140830?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114800329755140830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114800329755140830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114800329755140830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114800329755140830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/05/museum-of-twits_19.html' title='museum of twits'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114765429789208952</id><published>2006-05-15T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T10:33:07.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 20 pple game</title><content type='html'>Name 20 people you can think of. Don't read the questions below before you are done listing the names. Tag 5 people to do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Vanness =D&lt;br /&gt;2) Miao&lt;br /&gt;3) Chee&lt;br /&gt;4) Hsiang&lt;br /&gt;5) CM&lt;br /&gt;6) Soo&lt;br /&gt;7) Estel&lt;br /&gt;8) Haogay&lt;br /&gt;9) Edwin&lt;br /&gt;10) Wen&lt;br /&gt;11) Jas&lt;br /&gt;12) Gerda H.&lt;br /&gt;13) Ninja&lt;br /&gt;14) YJ&lt;br /&gt;15) Loke&lt;br /&gt;16) Tracy&lt;br /&gt;17) Chin SM&lt;br /&gt;18) Ren&lt;br /&gt;19) WS&lt;br /&gt;20) Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;How did you meet 14?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(YJ)&lt;/em&gt; It was a rainy day, lightning flashed and thunder roared, we were in an unfamiliar classroom, he at the last row, me the second. My heart was beating tremendously then and I knew there was no means of escape, it was fated; I just had to do it sooner or later. He stood up slowly and I turned to face him. Then he said..."Hi, I'm Yung Joon from VS." DAMN! Can't you do a longer self-intro.? You just made it one step closer to my turn! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What would you do if you never met 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Vanness)&lt;/em&gt; I have NEVER met him!!! *gut-wrenching sob* But we are married leh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Tiff &amp; Edwin)&lt;/em&gt; Edwin, you bought insurance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Did you ever like 19?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(WS)&lt;/em&gt; WS? Possible???!!! Heh...Can I change 19 to Vanness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Soo &amp;amp; Chin SM)&lt;/em&gt; That's hard to say; Chin SM is normal to the crazy extreme and Soo is crazy to the crazy extreme .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Describe 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Chee)&lt;/em&gt; She &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; Sandman and LOTR and Little Miss Muffet and me? *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Haogay)&lt;/em&gt; Ask CM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tell me something about 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Estel)&lt;/em&gt; She wears a wig =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Do you know any of 12's family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Gerda H.)&lt;/em&gt; OMG OMG OMG. Don't. But I've seen many gardens in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What's 8's favourite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Haogay)&lt;/em&gt; Being gay; CM; asking for 60RMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Jas)&lt;/em&gt; I'd rub her eyes and tell her I'm not Ryoma =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What language does 15 speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Loke)&lt;/em&gt; Mandarin and PERFECT English adapted from over-listening to BBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Edwin)&lt;/em&gt; Ninja??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;How old is 16 now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Tracy)&lt;/em&gt; 17 going on 18 biologically, behaviour wise I'm not sure leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Ninja)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;应该&lt;/strong&gt;是很久以前吧...怎么说呢？And I murmured to him. Is that counted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Who's 2's favourite band/singer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Miao)&lt;/em&gt; 5566? Energy? 超口爱乐团? 七朵花? 183 Club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Would you date 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Hsiang)&lt;/em&gt; We're gays =D So you never know~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Would you date 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Estel)&lt;/em&gt; If she can let go of Haogay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Is 15 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Loke)&lt;/em&gt; Nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What's 10's last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Wen)&lt;/em&gt; Xin loh...Kk, it's Li lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with 11?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Jas)&lt;/em&gt; Jas, will you? *flutters eyelids* But I'm married le leh =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What school does 3 go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Chee)&lt;/em&gt; Hogwarts ba...She wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Where does 6 live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Soo)&lt;/em&gt; She's a 王子 who lives in a palace near TPY =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;What's your favourite thing about 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(CM)&lt;/em&gt; We share the same birthday and he's younger than me!!! =D (my birthday is coming...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Have you seen 1 naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Vanness)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN I? CAN I? CAN I? PLEASE? PLEASE? PLEASE???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged victims:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's being tagged *pouts* Can I forgo? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114765429789208952?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114765429789208952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114765429789208952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114765429789208952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114765429789208952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/05/20-pple-game.html' title='the 20 pple game'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114730987410232429</id><published>2006-05-11T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:11:14.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XX's gf's blog</title><content type='html'>Heh...to miao and all others who want to check out XX's gf's blog, &lt;a href="http://rhapsodic-intoxication.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say nothing about this to nobody k? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114730987410232429?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114730987410232429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114730987410232429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114730987410232429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114730987410232429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/05/xxs-gfs-blog.html' title='XX&apos;s gf&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114726808821888767</id><published>2006-05-10T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:34:48.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going crazy...</title><content type='html'>You know you're going crazy when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You wore your watch the other way round and actually tried to tell the time before breaking into cold sweat, believing that it was already 2:15 when the first lesson has yet to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You contemplated to go for PW lesson when you are already through it and you detest the tutor, just so that you can continue to play tic-tac-toe with your classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You cried &lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt; reading &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRAYON SHINCHAN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going nuts. All the above happened to me on Monday. And my phone got stolen yesterday. &lt;strong&gt;What the hell is happening?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114726808821888767?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114726808821888767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114726808821888767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114726808821888767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114726808821888767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-going-crazy.html' title='i&apos;m going crazy...'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114713915196521509</id><published>2006-05-09T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:15:25.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>five foot way =X</title><content type='html'>Five Foot Way S*CKS!!! In case you're wondering, it's the annual NY Drama Night performance which totally bored me to tears. (I had no means to go, just that it is compulsory for ALL Lit. students to buy the tickets which made me $6 poorer!!! =X) And if you caught me laughing at any point of the show, it is because of the &lt;s&gt;deficient and slipshod&lt;/s&gt; mature and convincing acting that &lt;s&gt;tickled&lt;/s&gt; wow-ed me immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Basic plot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Set in 1964 S'pore, where shophouses still exist.]&lt;/strong&gt; In one of the streets, there was a Chinese tea house, a bookshop with an Indian owner and a mee-rebus stall side by side with each other. The 店小二 of the Chinese tea house, Hock, shares an unhappy relationship with the lady boss, Mrs Ang; and always confides in the son of the mee-rebus lady, Hairi, albeit to the dissatisfaction of Mrs Ang who discriminates malays. (Both guys are teens.) However, Mrs Ang is ignorant that her daughter, Geok, takes a liking for Hairi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes a day where the street bully, Seng, comes for a drink at the tea house and ends up having a slight quarrel with Hock. Afterwards, at night, they somehow met again and started a fight. In the midst of a struggle, Hock killed Seng accidentally. Petrified, he bounded; leaving Seng's body out in the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning arrived and as the respective shop owners start their business, they were appalled to find a corpse lying on the streets. The terribly shaken Mrs Ang insisted that Hairi was the murderer, while Hairi's mum denied repeatedly. Mrs Ang then calls Hock, who was shuddering away in a far corner and questioned him. He denied and everyone started firing accusations at each other; Hock got agitated and grabbed a knife (I don't know from where) and clamped on to Geok, threatening to kill her. Mrs Ang almost went hysterical and screamed that people of the same race must never kill each other. Geok, terribly upset that her mother is biased against Hairi (and all malays) and still blinded by racial issues, reproached her convulsively, which led to more clashings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geok managed to break free (somehow la...), and Hock, desperate not to be apprehended, stabbed Hairi accidentally. (haiz...) Scared stiff and guilty that he had injured his good friend, Hock ran away only to never return again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, Hairi, who obviously survived, had become VERY close to Geok (not lovers yet, just BOSOM friends). Mrs Ang, who was tremendously traumatised by that incident, became grave and solemn and lived on with a 阴影.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, really, cannot make it. When the transition is so god damn SLOW and the stage lighting and background setting has NO variations, plus the WHOLE story was squeezed into a 45mins time frame and the ending was so abrupt and poorly wrapped up, it was DISASTROUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked my friend today how she find the play, she said it was nice but THE AUDIENCE REACTED WRONGLY (as in, some were laughing or dozing off). Hello~ When you garner the undesired type of response during your performance, it means that the message you are conveying is incorrect right? How can the audience be blamed? Maybe we shouldn't laugh out loud or fall alseep, but those reactions were not wrong but rather, inappropriate or impolite. There are no such things as right or wrong reactions; you react instinctively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, even if we were to stifle our laughters or keep our eyes open, it doesn't mean we don't feel that the play is bad. We just happen to have more etiquette. Honestly, isn't it better that the audience reflect truthful emotions since this play will be adopted to participate in the SYF? If all of us pretend that the play is 黄豆腐 (aka Wonderful!), how will they improve? At least now they know where do problems lie =D (Must thank me for laughing =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh...White Fish Tank is MUCH better! If any nut wants to treat me to Drama Night next year, you're condemned. (OMG, I JUST REALISED THAT I &lt;strong&gt;HAVE&lt;/strong&gt; WATCH IT NEXT YEAR SINCE I'M TAKING LIT.!!!) *faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114713915196521509?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114713915196521509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114713915196521509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114713915196521509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114713915196521509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/05/five-foot-way-x.html' title='five foot way =X'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114681168547981506</id><published>2006-05-05T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T19:35:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicknames</title><content type='html'>soo huay's list of nicknames:&lt;br /&gt;1) soo&lt;br /&gt;2) soo soo&lt;br /&gt;3) soo er&lt;br /&gt;4) soo gay&lt;br /&gt;5) soo beh&lt;br /&gt;6) soup base&lt;br /&gt;7) 汤头 (think soup base)&lt;br /&gt;8) lorong ah soo&lt;br /&gt;9) teh soo soo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...so on and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hsiang ling's list of nicknames:&lt;br /&gt;1) 香香公主&lt;br /&gt;2) 湘湘&lt;br /&gt;3) 湘儿&lt;br /&gt;6) hsiang&lt;br /&gt;7) hsiangay&lt;br /&gt;8) hsiang beh&lt;br /&gt;9) behsiang&lt;br /&gt;10) behsiangay&lt;br /&gt;11) Xu (Koh) Xiang (Hsiang)&lt;br /&gt;12) 许仙&lt;br /&gt;13) 湘北&lt;br /&gt;14) 一路向北&lt;br /&gt;15) cai beh&lt;br /&gt;16) 菜尾 (think cai beh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...so on and so forth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start a Nickname Inventing Company. Then I won't be jobless =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come forth everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114681168547981506?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114681168547981506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114681168547981506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114681168547981506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114681168547981506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/05/nicknames.html' title='nicknames'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114610900767945417</id><published>2006-04-27T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T12:12:42.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tests 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fff8c2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffce3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may have been hurt before, you tend to bring very little scars into new relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really? o_O&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your purpose in life is to help others&lt;br /&gt;You are very compassionate, and you offer comfort to those around you.It pains you to see other people hurting, and you do all in your power to help them.You take on responsibility, and don't mind personal sacrifice. You are the ultimate giver.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you offer warmth and protection to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;You often give too much of yourself, and you rarely put your own needs first.Emotions tend to rule your decisions too much, especially when it comes to love.And while taking care of people is great, make sure to give them room to grow on their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you sure?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 19 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twenty something at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirty something at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the VCD shop auntie actually asked for my age when all I wanted to buy was something NC-16?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hee...I was bored =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114610900767945417?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114610900767945417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114610900767945417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114610900767945417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114610900767945417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/04/tests-2.html' title='tests 2'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114601241064388374</id><published>2006-04-26T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T08:46:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eat shit</title><content type='html'>You know, it was just a harmless question. And all I asked for was your opinion, not forcing some bloody top secret out of you. In case you forgot, it is for a friend's birthday. Look, if preparing for a birthday celebration and getting a gift is so tormenting for you, you can gladly stay out of it. FYI, I asked you merely because you're in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're not that rich, we can't afford a gift exceeding $40. Hello, what I listed were just SUGGESTIONS. Not fixed, not confirmed, and I was actually asking you if they're appropriate. You can simply say no. You don't have to start lamenting about how some people in class only gets a cake and no gifts. Wake up, dear. Who says that if one person gets a gift, the whole class should? It doesn't work that way dearie. You might as well say that if one person likes Loke, the whole class should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, if you don't want to share, tell me straight. Don't comment on my suggestions, put down what you deemed suitable, then start telling me how ex. everything is and how unfair the others will feel. Eat shit OK? And I don't give a shit what the wonderful CT feel. I know the Teachers' Day shirts last year was condemned by her and somehow, she loves to stick her nose into other people's business. So if she is going to start quacking about the gift, all of you can just gulp down dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds of a feather eat shit together. Get what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114601241064388374?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114601241064388374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114601241064388374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114601241064388374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114601241064388374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/04/eat-shit.html' title='eat shit'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114473977591386705</id><published>2006-04-11T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T18:07:44.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY UN-BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>I'm in the com lab with some of my class peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air con is not really functioning I think, and I am much disturbed by the sound of the rushing air from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait 3.5 hours every Tue for my lovable HCL class. And I have a high chance of meeting toopid HOD of Chinese later because she is co-teaching though I've not seen her ass in 99% of the lessons and the only 1% is because she stepped into the wrong class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine lah. Just kidding. But she really sucks. Don't ask =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY good thing is that I'll get to see JZhu later!!! Heh, he's getting really sociable though I can't figure out why. There's this empty vessel in my class who LOVES to comment on EVERYTHING the teacher says. For e.g., when the teacher calls someone to answer a question, she'll say something like "对咯老师，你应该早就叫他了咯！你看他一脸想要回答的样子！" (Honestly, the guy looks like he DOES NOT want to answer cuz he was daydreaming.) Or when the teacher says something lame and the whole class is cracking up, she'll laugh exceptionally loud and shriek "老师你很lame leh! 哇老师我看不出你这么冷的咯！"  Haiz. And JZhu was able to put up with her and actually ahm-chio (is that how you spell?!) to some of her rubbish comments. Drastic hormonal changes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I mentioned before that I wouldn't want to meet Vanness because it is this out of reach distance that makes me idolise him; JZhu last year was 高深莫测, or should I say, 高不可攀, plus his volleyball skills which made most of us melt or at least gush about him. However, he's moving to the 和蔼可亲 mode! NOOO!!! I mean, you wouldn't go gaa-gaa over him if he's your friend will you? So I actually don't want him to be friendly! On the other hand, neither do I want to his stone face like last year! AARRGGHHH!!! *tears hair out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad how we will wish for selfish things to satisfy ourselves. Haiz. Forget it la. JZhu, go make some friends then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing significant happened recently except WX's birthday? Hohoho...Am in love with her sweater! Ren has such good taste wo~~~ (But that's cause under my GOOD influence =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of something in Alice in Wonderland. Can't really remember the characters' name but you know these 2 people/animals (I. Can't. Remember.) who celebrate un-brithdays? And they get to celebrate that 364/365 days a year???!!! *screams in envy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY UN-BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous ah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114473977591386705?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114473977591386705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114473977591386705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114473977591386705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114473977591386705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-un-birthday.html' title='HAPPY UN-BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114432071542455412</id><published>2006-04-06T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:50:12.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>racism</title><content type='html'>NY tutors are the smartest of the lot with EXCEEDINGLY HIGH EQ. (Though I was tickled pink with his blunder =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tue 04/04]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this toopid International Friendship Day concert in the Hall during our constructive CT period. Obviously, no ass gave a damn to it since only half the hall was filled up when we were already running 10mins behind schedule. Somehow, the AVA was also screwed since only half the hall was lighted up ie. the other half looked like Hades. And the capable teacher in charge of overlooking matters could do nothing but to stand on the stage looking crossly at the remaining J1s strolling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this bright Indian J1 decided to use this time to make some crap CCA announcement. "So please remember to come down today at 3pm blah blah blah..." After which he handed the mic back to that imbecile teacher and made his way down the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher (booming into the mic; actually referring to his pitch dark surroundings and upset that AVA was so damn slow): HOW COME SO BLACK AH???!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Indian J1 halted briefly, looking shocked.&lt;br /&gt;The whole hall gasped. (The students, not the structure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an intelligent retard for a tutor=) Main point is:&lt;br /&gt;1) Doesn't it sound right and more normal to use 'dark' instead of 'black'?&lt;br /&gt;2) The tutor himself is a Malay...you know, the fairness of his skin is...?&lt;br /&gt;3) It was INTERNATIONAL FRIENDSHIP DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Indian Cultural Dance]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Soo that there was this ICS Dance sometime back and noble Quek Quek was there to grace that significant event. So after his inspiring speech, he retreated down the stage to watch the performance. And apparently, there were many families/friends of the ICS people all crowded in front and were blocking his view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quek Quek (I think he shouted? Or grabbed the mic?): Can all of you please move aside? I can't see a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my dear. You know, maybe you should just move aside yourself. And honestly, I doubt you can see a thing even if they moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't know how many of you have heard this before, but in a certain Jacky Wu variety show, he asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"为什么印度人和马来人不能吃巧克力？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the answer is: 因为他们会不小心咬到手。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-'")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;--&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies in advance; but sometimes, racism does add colour (pun?) to life =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114432071542455412?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114432071542455412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114432071542455412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114432071542455412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114432071542455412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/04/racism.html' title='racism'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114334707387324151</id><published>2006-03-26T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T12:26:06.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fever =X</title><content type='html'>Ooh...Let me tell you a GOOD news! Somehow, unconsciously and mysteriously, those up above bestowed me with a gift =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna make a guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Yay~ They gave me a fever =D And I managed to keep it going at 38.4 deg. C!!! *sings joy to the world*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a heart attack 2 days ago due to timetable, I am SO GLAD that another illness came along. Let's all CELEBRATE!!! (I just returned from level camp...anyone remembers the bian tai instructor who asked us to celebrate no matter what we did/what choice we made? =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want euthanasia!!! Especially since I have to report to school tomorrow with THAT kind of timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme the jab now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114334707387324151?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114334707387324151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114334707387324151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114334707387324151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114334707387324151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/fever-x.html' title='fever =X'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114320329694648526</id><published>2006-03-24T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:37:26.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timetable rox!</title><content type='html'>MY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;GODDAMN&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TIMETABLE OUGHT TO BE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ETERNALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;CURSED&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLESSED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. IT IS MY GREATEST &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HONOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO UNFOLD ITS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREATHTAKING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CONTENTS TO EVERYONE. LO AND BEHOLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESSON ENDS...&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;MON - 2:15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUE - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:45pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I JUST TOTALLY EXTREMELY LOVE AFTERNOON P.E.!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WED - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5:00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I DON'T BLAME CNNY. REALLY. &lt;strong&gt;TRUST ME.&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THUR - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:15pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (HCL IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRI - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:45pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (EMBRACE ENG LIT!!! ROMEO ROMEO, WHERE ART THOU ROMEO? &lt;s&gt;WHY MUST WE KNOW WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? SO WHAT IF YOU GOT STUCK IN THE DRAIN?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKS IN BETWEEN...&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;MON - 1.5hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUE - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.5hrs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (JOY TO THE WORLD!!!)&lt;br /&gt;WED - 2.5hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THUR - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.5hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (JOY TO THE GALAXY!!!)&lt;br /&gt;FRI - 3hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME PEOPLE, SHOULDN'T I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMBRACE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;IT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOLEHEARTEDLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?! AIN'T I SUPPOSED TO BE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUMPING FOR JOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THAT EVERY THURSDAY I HAVE ENOUGH TIME IN BETWEEN LESSONS TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO FISHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? AND I HAVE MORE THAN ENOUGH TIME TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLETE 2 CHEM PRACTICALS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; EVERY TUESDAY? YAY~~~ THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEAVENS ARE KIND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! THEY ARE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENEVOLENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! THEY ARE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRANDFATHERLY BEINGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROUD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OF YOU QUEK QUEK. ALL THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;F*CKING CRAP&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THOUGHTFUL SPEECHES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ABOUT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'TRYING YOUR BEST'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO REARRANGE OUR CLASSES SO THAT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE CAN ALL GO HOME EARLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I AM NOT SOME 酒家女 THAT GOES HOME IN THE WEE HOURS AND SO 5 O'CLOCK IS EARLY. YOU SHOULD JUST GO SOAK YOUR BRAIN IN ACID+DUNG AND CASTRATE YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a lighter note, I have tried to appeal to 0607, cuz I know someone there has the same combi as me and her timetable is heaven. Apparently, Mrs Lim (the Maths HOD that loves addressing students as 'children~') could not be found after the timetable was released today (you never know if she got hacked already) so I somehow implored Mr Ng (the welfare HOD whom I think is bloody nice) to ask her. Heh, my fate now lies in his hands =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 0607 has poh boon aka 潘普文 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not sure; my assumed way of writing) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a very normal being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm fated to die either ways in either class. However, I somehow also know around half the people in 0607 cuz of first 3 months HCL class and CCA and friend's friend. So I'm not that apprehensive to go there in spite of a wonderful 潘同学 =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. My mood now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"有时候我觉得自己像一只小小鸟&lt;br /&gt;想要飞 却怎么样也飞不高&lt;br /&gt;也许有一天我栖上了枝头 却成为猎人的目标&lt;br /&gt;我飞上了青天才发现自己 从此无依无靠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次到了夜深人静的时候 我总是睡不着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我怀疑是不是只有我的明天没有变得更好&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;未来会怎样 究竟有谁会知道&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;幸福是否只是一种传说 我永远都找不到&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一只小小小小鸟&lt;br /&gt;想要飞呀飞 却飞也飞不高&lt;br /&gt;我寻寻觅觅寻寻觅觅一个温暖的怀抱&lt;br /&gt;这样的要求算不算太高&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一只小小小小鸟&lt;br /&gt;想要飞呀飞 却飞也飞不高&lt;br /&gt;我寻寻觅觅寻寻觅觅一个温暖的怀抱&lt;br /&gt;这样的要求算不算太高&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有知道我的名字的人啊 你们好不好&lt;br /&gt;世界是如此的小 我们注定无处可逃&lt;br /&gt;当我尝尽人情冷暖&lt;br /&gt;当你决定为了你的理想燃烧&lt;br /&gt;生活的压力与生命的尊严 哪一个重要..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A mournful girl let loose. Someone come save her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114320329694648526?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114320329694648526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114320329694648526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114320329694648526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114320329694648526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/timetable-rox.html' title='timetable rox!'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114303231159122940</id><published>2006-03-22T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T19:53:25.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0610 *sighs*</title><content type='html'>I'm in 0610.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drats. I was initially assigned to 0602, not that it is FABULOUS or anything, but at least I already know like half the people there, ie. first 3 months peeps, so I won't have to waste my time getting to know too many J1s and such. Fantastically, I was switched to 0610 at the eleventh hour because of dumb reasons like timetable =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from my 2 days observation, 0610:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Has 7 guys (same as S5C) and guess what? Only one does not cause sore eyes (which only means he is passable, around CM's standard...) but he has an irritating air around him (don't ask why, some people just have it from the way they present themselves ya?) And there's one that somehow resembles Haogay, not really the features but the HEIGHT, the ATTIRE (you know, short pants long socks?) and most importantly, he's from Maris. *applauds wildly* Amusingly, the guy I mentioned above was also from Maris. Maybe another Brokeback tragedy? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Has close to 30 people!!! *faints* Don't ask me what those admin people are doing. I can't stand large classes. Possibility of having turtles and other species become high!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) (Maybe not totally a bad thing) Is a chem-maths-econs-HCL class (another similarity with S5C) and the reason I want to bang the wall is because if their chem pract. is not at the last period, I'd have to spend 2 hours per week rotting away, maybe even more. (I think Miao understands.) The only console is that maybe these group of people are as bian tai and as lame and as funloving as S5C since combis are alike? *prays hard, though unwise cuz it'll be harder for me to become normal again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I have yet to make anymore AMAZING discovery. Honestly, I do not spot any abnormal beings in my class YET from all those orientation crap (I admit I ponned half of it for both days alright? =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, you never know~~~ There might be more to come. *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114303231159122940?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114303231159122940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114303231159122940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114303231159122940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114303231159122940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/0610-sighs.html' title='0610 *sighs*'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114187416259628258</id><published>2006-03-09T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T11:55:18.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are the Keys to Your Heart? test</title><content type='html'>I detest doing personality or other types of tests where the options of the questions belong to the Strongly Disagree to Strongly Agree type. I mean, we can all cheat easily isn't it? I gossip like whoa, but honestly if a question asks: You tend to gossip alot, I would think twice to answer Strongly Agree (though it's true...) =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found this test on someone's blog while blog-surfing and it's nothing of the 'rate yourself' type. A few simple questions and taa-daa...the results are out and ACCURATE. Must take it k?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="267" alt="" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. Now you know how bored I actually am...I actually surf blogs and actually read them and actually did the test. haiz =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114187416259628258?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114187416259628258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114187416259628258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114187416259628258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114187416259628258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-are-keys-to-your-heart-test.html' title='What Are the Keys to Your Heart? test'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114182184127943655</id><published>2006-03-08T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:57:22.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parrot MV</title><content type='html'>I happen to chance upon the music video of a Korean song called 'Parrot' by Howl. And sadly, I was UNABLE to understand it *wails*. Anyone cares to watch it and explain the storyline to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 219px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTeTALb-7OE" width="268" height="219" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you want, you can watch it on a bigger screen &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=NTeTALb-7OE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...I'm turning into a pea brainer =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114182184127943655?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114182184127943655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114182184127943655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114182184127943655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114182184127943655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/parrot-mv.html' title='Parrot MV'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114171913857492568</id><published>2006-03-07T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T10:39:24.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 good deeds =D</title><content type='html'>Yay...I did 2 good deeds today =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this ah ma that was amazingly juggling three HUMONGOUS NTUC bags (around the size of 3 bags of 5kg rice, but definitely lighter) and is apparently struggling like shit at a TPY bustop. Being a kind-hearted citizen that lives to spread good will around the world, I naturally stood up from my seat and courteously 让位. &lt;s&gt;The ah ma's eyes were glistening with tears as she slowly unloaded her bags and grasped my hands tightly in hers. &lt;/s&gt;The ah ma thanked me repeatedly (I'm serious k!) and put all her bags on the seat. Somehow, maybe it's due to my &lt;s&gt;irresistable charm&lt;/s&gt; friendly disposition, (I honestly have no idea what she was thinking), she strike up a conversation with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma: (scrutinizing my uniform from up to down, down to up, right to left, left to right, front to back, back to front) Eh...Hwa Chong ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (晴霹 but manages to keep my smile） No la...Nanyang. Heheh...&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma: (nods slowly with new understanding) Oh...So now poly and JC are almost the same right?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (thinking inwardly, 'what's the link?!'， but answers patiently) Urm...no. In terms of courses and syllabus it's very different blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;Ah ma: (nods again) Ah...so now Nanyang Poly got uniform?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (再次晴霹, almost 抓狂) Urm...I'm from Nanyang JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, 105 came and I hurriedly flagged for it. I squeezed out my most sincere smile at the ah ma and made an escape. I think I heard her murmur something like, "Ah...what's Nanyang JC?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;```&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 105, after settling down, I was thankful that I was finally able to catch a few winks before alighting. However, to my utmost dismay, after a mere 5 mins. into my sleep, a deep and husky voice jolted me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: (middle-aged, with a scarily deep and husky voice) Excuse me, where is the Raffles Town Club?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (trying not to look startled) Around...3 stops more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, before I finished my answer, the bus had already stopped at another stop, leaving only 2 more stops to her destination. Great. Now I have to find a way to tell her that she should stop at the stop after the next instead of the stop after the stop after the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (gently, after the bus had passed by another stop) Urm...you should get down this stop.&lt;br /&gt;Woman: (with a look that says: 为什么？难道你刚才在骗我？还是你现在在骗我？！） This stop?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (forcing out my most truthful smile and earnest look) Yes, this stop.&lt;br /&gt;Woman: (glimpsing around, clutching tightly onto her bag, with an unsure and frightened look in her eyes) OK...are you sure girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I got D7 for my 'O' levels Geog, DON'T ASK ME FOR DIRECTIONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;```&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till, 助人为乐！Hee...maybe I'll get something good in return too =) *eyeing F4 HK concert tickets* &lt;s&gt;(whistling: my birthday is coming...)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114171913857492568?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114171913857492568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114171913857492568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114171913857492568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114171913857492568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/2-good-deeds-d.html' title='2 good deeds =D'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114169991059960375</id><published>2006-03-07T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:37:03.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*ck you</title><content type='html'>BLOODY BLOODY BLOODY PISSED WITH THAT SICKEINING F*UCKING SHITTY ASS (Let me regain my composure and remember not to blabber the full name of that f*cking son of b*tch) A. Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the f*ck happened:&lt;br /&gt;I was in the canteen with dear yang simin, merrily ponning the USEFUL GP lecture and when I JUST put down my food on the table, this disgusting voice belonging to the barf kingdom bellowed, "Are you J1 H1 (meaning I'm reading GP cuz H2 is K&amp;I)?! Clear your food and go up (meaning the hall) now! NOW!!! Can't you see the teachers sitting there? You just walk past us like this?! Go! Go up now!!!" F*ck you b*stard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Firstly, your tone sucks. It's bloody condescending and authoritative (though you have none) and I felt like pouring the whole bowl of rice onto your 月饼脸.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Secondly, you don't have to repeat the same statement (yes, he repeated like 3 times as if I'm DEAF; I'm lazy to type out those shit from his sausage lips) so many times. I can hear, just that I choose to IGNORE and not to ADDRESS your god damn sickening presence, get it? (And thanks for shouting so SOFTLY that almost the whole canteen can hear, I really APPRECIATED all the ATTENTION given by the other people around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thirdly, you want me to clear my food. Thankie-you. It's equivalent to dumping $2 into the sea or shredding it in front of me. I'd rather buy a bottle of fart spray and spray it all over you in case you're wondering. And 谁知盘中餐，粒粒皆辛苦 asshole! *AGITATED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fourthly, the time was 9:30. Lecture ends at 9:45. (afterwords: it ended at 9:43) So you want me to carry my bag, strut into the stupid hall and attend 15 mins of lecture? Slap you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fifthly, GP lectures are useless, boring, and a waste of my 青春. I'd rather find out the different ways to end your miserable and pathetic life. (which I did =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone dunk that b*stard's head in the toilet bowl and flush it. While he's halfway in there, twist his neck 180 deg. and jam his 月饼脸 (sorry, don't mean to insult月饼 &amp; 脸) repeatedly 100000000000000000000000000000 times deeper into the hole (马桶, I'm sorry) and let all the waste (no offence to the waste, and sorry for wasting you) suffuse into him and eventually fuse as one. Then split his legs open and outwards and get a 100kg baby to bounce on it (sincere apologies to the baby for he/she is now cursed). Get a 10 inch thick leather whip that has been submerged in horse urine for 100 years already and whip his 'pride and treasure'. Finally, get a parang and slash off his toes one by one before plunging them (parang+toes) into his ass. Spray acid all over him for a ready finish and sprinkle potassium over him for garnish. Serves 10. (For effect, pour water over him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main point is: I didn't attend the lecture anyway. I sort of hide in the toilet for 10 mins and messaged simin and miao furiously. urgh. I don't know what is his shitty problem but he chased me up, yet doesn't make sure I go into the hall. Is he retarded or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, GP lectures are perpetually useless and I can guarantee that 5 mins into the lecture you'll see me all sprawled out on my chair and fast asleep. Get a life tutors, abolish GP lectures for god's sake. You really think by injecting world issues or other sorts of 'relevant' info into students' head they'll perform wonders for exams? Please la. Honestly, not that I'm being mean, but people like Ed. and CM copy furiously during GP lectures (they can use up 4 pages of A4 ex. bk for one lecture, I'm damn amazed) and I'm sorry, but apparently they're still struggling for GP. As for reading programme, though not entirely useless, if people always focus on doing the same type of articles or some gossip columns then the whole bloody purpose is defeated. Really, lectures are NOT the god damn key to ace GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more, people (not paparazzi crap mind you); listen to BBC or CNN (like our darling Miss T. *laughs mockingly*) and NOT boast around; or simply, sit down with linguistically inclined people (like our WONDERFUL GP tutors) and talk for days and nights and months and years and eventually you'll get it. Lectures that work one-way are just sleep inducing. GP 是靠自己的! Because there are no definite answers in GP and no right or wrong but whether you have a strong stand and a sensible perspective. Enough said, I know lectures will still go on and on and on. The tutors are blinded just like 齐王！邹忌, 邹忌, where art thou 邹忌?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*ck you A. Tan. F*uck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;```&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Still having problems with my blog's paragraphing and spacing...I know that it looks fine on Firfox but Internet Explorer is the problematic one!!! *groans*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114169991059960375?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114169991059960375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114169991059960375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114169991059960375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114169991059960375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/fck-you.html' title='F*ck you'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114162311990930315</id><published>2006-03-06T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T10:31:50.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I've changed my blogskin. BUT PROB NOW IS ALL MY ENTRIES BELOW ARE JOINED TOGETHER IN ONE WHOLE BIG CHUNK OF WORDS THAT LOOKS SCARIER THAN AN ENCYCLOPEDIA!!! (unless I type in triple spacings like what I'm doing now but I can't possibly change all my past entries cuz a) I'll die; b) when I change my blogskin again ALL my entries will look pretty wierd and c) honestly, I'm too lazy =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!! Am at my wits end le...Tried many ways to change the template but can't seem to figure out! AARRGGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANK YOU &amp;amp; A MILLION KISSES TO MY SAMITARIAN!!! 爱你！！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114162311990930315?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114162311990930315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114162311990930315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114162311990930315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114162311990930315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/help.html' title='HELP!!!'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114140835015931027</id><published>2006-03-04T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T13:28:45.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Fish Tank</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Don't read if you haven't watched the Sat. White Fish Tank yet!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Fish Tank was commendable and I actually don't mind watching it again =D (anyone wants to spare me a Sat. ticket?) *flashes innocent smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the 1st story was quite urm...disorientated and undeveloped? It's about an old woman who laid a curse on her cowardly and unfilial (in one way or another) son thus turning him into an idiot (literally) who ends up falling off a window unwittingly yet fatally. His depressed wife followed suit and the old woman is left behind. In the end, she seeks solace in her new tenant, a young man who lost his mother due to his unfilial act, and vice-versa. And what's the thing with the bananas? I was unable to really feel the hatred and underlying emotions of the wife or the ruefulness of the tenant. Furthermore, the mere 15mins was inadequate in allowing the audience to fully absorb the entire storyline. Quite a disppointment I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot, there was this part where the wife said：“反正我贱命一条，她要的话就拿去吧！”&lt;br /&gt;(something like that la, my memory sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't really catch it, so&lt;br /&gt;Me: (to Soo who was sitting beside me) 拿什么东西？&lt;br /&gt;Soo: (seriously and in a 理所当然 tone and quite loudly) 贱命啊！&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the 2nd story!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It talks about a teenager who was unable to accept the fact that his parents had passed on, and stubbornly dwells in the world of his 'happy family'. However, through the care of his girlfriend, the patience of his counsellor, plus the harsh words from his grandmother, he was finally able to come to terms with his parents' death and embrace the love from those around. Light-hearted and very 温馨, plus our ability to connect with him due to our similar age, it's almost 2 thumbs up! Of course insufficiency here and there is inevitable, but otherwise it's ichiban! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my $8 didn't come to waste, though the 1st story was really unsatisfactory, but the 2nd made up all disappointment. Hmmm...I'll consider White Fish Tank 2007...Give me more surprises baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114140835015931027?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114140835015931027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114140835015931027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114140835015931027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114140835015931027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/white-fish-tank.html' title='White Fish Tank'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114130517441498466</id><published>2006-03-02T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:56:34.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无怨的青春</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling a little blue, yet I don't know exactly why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's due to the fact that yesterday was the releasing of 'A' level results, plus I chanced upon a hell popular 梁文福 song: ‘细水长流’. I always have a special kind of feeling evoked whenever I hear the last stanza of the song, ie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;“多年以后 又再相逢&lt;br /&gt;我们都有了疲倦的笑容&lt;br /&gt;问一声我的朋友&lt;br /&gt;何时再为我吹奏&lt;br /&gt;是否依旧 是否依旧......”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I realised how time is a silent killer. And my god damn 青春正在悄悄地流逝...Bloody hell. hmph. It FINALLY dawned on me that I'm turning 18 this year, and people like haogay and Jas are already allowed to watch M18 le. Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone stop that clock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I'm now typing this entry, another minute of my youth just flew by. And in no time, the 2nd intake people will be all settled down and we will start a torturous term together albeit unwillingly. And before long, the mid-years will come and go, followed by the J2 prelims and the promos then the 'A' levels and soon 2006 will be marked down in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems PW was only over a couple of weeks ago but hell no. And 红楼梦 is still vivid in my mind. I even remember what happened in Orientation 2 last year. So what the heck am I doing in 2006 filled with images of 2005 or even before that seems just yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe all current or past LEP/HCL have seen this SOMEWHERE near the LEP room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;长大了以后，你才会知道，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;在蓦然回首的刹那，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;没有怨恨的青春才会了无遗憾，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;如山冈上那轮静静的满月。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--席慕容，无怨的青春 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say there will inevitably be some 遗憾 somewhere in life and to have a 无怨的青春 is almost impossible, but still, let's try not to leave unfulfiled dreams behind or you won't be able to appreciate the 山冈上那轮静静的满月 in years to come ya? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Will I turn into a werewolf?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114130517441498466?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114130517441498466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114130517441498466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114130517441498466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114130517441498466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_02.html' title='无怨的青春'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114126136887651659</id><published>2006-03-02T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T11:36:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://218.97.161.217/pz.php?p=23357d631f1cb594f1145634268b9331&amp;s=0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary Poppins Soundtrack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mary Poppins:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's...Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Because I was afraid to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I was just a lad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My father gave me nose a tweak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And told me I was bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But then one day I learned a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That saved me achin' nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bert, Mary Poppins &amp;amp; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The biggest word I ever heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And this is how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh...Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mary Poppins:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He traveled all around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And everywhere he went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He'd use his word and all would say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"There goes a clever gent"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When dukes and maharajas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Pass the time of day with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I say me special word and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They ask me out to tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bert, Mary Poppins &amp;amp; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh...Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mary Poppins:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So when the cat has got your tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There's no need for dismay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just summon up this word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And then you've got a lot to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But better use it carefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Or it could change your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Perlie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One night I said it to me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And now me girl's my wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wow, and a lovely thing she is too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She's Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click on the song title to listen to it =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very very spastic song that I heard way back in Pri. 4 and somehow I thought of it just now =) From the Mary Poppins soundtrack. Bian tai and quite lame I must say =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114126136887651659?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114126136887651659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114126136887651659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114126136887651659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114126136887651659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.html' title='Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114117387583597106</id><published>2006-03-01T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:20:00.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>晴霹!!!</title><content type='html'>I saw a new blogskin today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee-yay...maybe I'll change it these few days! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohohohohohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bloody hell I just realised that I have to get my 'AO' Chinese Results today =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SOBS SOBS SOBS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O heavens...why art thou so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was about to rejoice that I can go back at 1215 today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Kwok: &lt;em&gt;(in the midst of boring morning Assembly, a bian tai voice from afar)&lt;/em&gt; Zhi Xin ah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;(startled from dreamland)&lt;/em&gt; Eh?&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Kwok: &lt;em&gt;(squeezed her way through and stood beside me with a benevolent look in her eyes)&lt;/em&gt; Zhi Xin ah, you took Chinese AO right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"天黑黑 欲落雨 天黑黑 黑黑..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;(trembling, shuddering, shivering)&lt;/em&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Kwok: &lt;em&gt;(kindly)&lt;/em&gt; You have to get your results with your ex-CT today you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"风吹落最后一片叶 我的心也飘着雪..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (晴霹) Today???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"白茫茫的世界碎成雪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;所有快乐都已流成泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;而我一个人面对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;整夜的心碎..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*courtesy of 孙燕姿, 陶喆 &amp;amp; 阿杜&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fate is CRUEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway simin and I are in the LEP room slacking as usual =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly her fiance aka faith sent her a msg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"却有种叫做时间的东西　说没问題　最后我们会痊癒"&lt;br /&gt;(Don't ask me why. I want to know too o_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is coincidentally one of the rare songs by 孙燕姿 that I happen to like. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://218.95.47.91/musicdata/hong/0/338863051/652824843.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;了解&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等于結束的爱情&lt;br /&gt;我和你 从两个窗口看出去&lt;br /&gt;往事远远地&lt;br /&gt;演著一場无声的电影&lt;br /&gt;没人注意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;躲著回忆的生体&lt;br /&gt;帶領我 和你的名字向前进&lt;br /&gt;作废的曾经&lt;br /&gt;留在离开你那天&lt;br /&gt;挥不去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为太了解　所以很伤心&lt;br /&gt;没有你只好听著风的呼吸&lt;br /&gt;却有种叫做时间的东西&lt;br /&gt;说没问題&lt;br /&gt;最后我们会痊癒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为太了解 我无法坚定&lt;br /&gt;这一次会要掉眼泪的決定&lt;br /&gt;有些遺憾只能一个人听&lt;br /&gt;很对不起&lt;br /&gt;我还是珍惜&lt;br /&gt;(所有的事情...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh...Doing all sorts of random stuff to get me distracted so that I'll stop thinking about getting my bloody results. Somehow, it's not exactly working. Actually I don't give a shit to my grade, since D7 already meets the requirement (surely I'll pass?), and I don't mind getting it tomorrow...so why oh why do I have to be stuck in school till 2pm?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAARRRGGGHHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114117387583597106?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114117387583597106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114117387583597106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114117387583597106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114117387583597106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='晴霹!!!'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114100969551695814</id><published>2006-02-27T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T16:35:45.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged =X</title><content type='html'>Yee-yay...been tagged by Jas wo~~~ Not that such stuff appeals to me lah...but 反正闲着也是闲着 you know =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover. Need to mention the sex of the target. Tag 8 victims to join this game &amp; leave a comment on their pages saying they've been tagged. If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Sex:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Male (yes! Look at Vann =O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Qualities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; 有主见- I HATE people who stick to their friends like glue and seek VALUABLE advices from them like what to eat for recess or whether they should go to the toilet now or later. =[ Are such decisions so hard to make that you need affirmation? And imagine going out with such a guy? 喋血?! At least a guy should be more to the 大男人 side during dates lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;2) Has a relatively high EQ and IQ - Empty vessels who blabber crap non-stop at the wrong place at the wrong time are all condemned by me. &lt;s&gt;e.g. to be concerned about the RMB60 is so RELEVANT!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;3) 稳重踏实- Really, people living in their world can continue doing so. I absolutely cannot conform with a 不食人间烟火 life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;4) Belongs to the same frequency as me - I can't afford spending time to switch to the same channel as him when we talk. To have common topics or thinkings are not much to ask for I guess. 谈得来很重要吧?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;5) NOT 重色轻友- Friendship and love hold the same weight to me wo~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;6) Has a sense of humour - Not a dry one please. To be able to appreciate 冷笑话 is a 必要本领 k...But lame guys sound wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;7) Keeps to his words - Promises are meant to be kept neh! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;8) (I'm squeezing all my brain juices till this stage) Am punctual - If I were to spent a great deal of my 青春 waiting for tardy people I might as well be alone ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah...That was the BEST I could come up with...Maybe I'll edit it in time to come =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Seems like most people in my contact list are tagged =X Gonna tag my secondary school friends then...Gotta go search for their blog addys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114100969551695814?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114100969551695814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114100969551695814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114100969551695814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114100969551695814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/tagged-x.html' title='tagged =X'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114074039584668257</id><published>2006-02-24T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T14:50:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>《永远的蝴蝶》</title><content type='html'>It was during a certain LEP P1 class last year that I first came across this story. I had been intrigued by the immense loss and regret faced by the writer then. It's the same feeling as 天长地久有时尽，此恨绵绵无绝期, but expressed in a subtle manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought much about it soon after. But when 林老师 brought up this piece this year, I was again overwhelmed by the strong underlying emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you want me to shut up and tell you what the hell is this story (I think all of you can't wait to strangle me), here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;《永远的蝴蝶》&lt;/strong&gt;陈启佑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;那时候刚好下着雨，柏油路面湿冷冷的，还闪烁着青、黄、红颜色的灯光，我们就在骑楼下躲雨，看绿色的邮筒孤独地站在街的对面，我白色风衣的大口袋里有一封要寄给在南部的母亲的信。樱子说她可以撑伞过去帮我寄信。我默默地点头，把信交给她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“谁叫我们只带来一把小伞哪。”她微笑着说，一面撑伞，准备过马路去帮我寄信。从她伞骨渗下来的小雨点溅在我眼镜玻璃上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　随着一阵煞车声，樱子的一生轻轻飞起来，缓缓地，飘落在湿冷的街面，好像一只夜晚的蝴蝶。虽然是春天，好像已是深秋了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　她只是过马路帮我寄信。这简单的动作却要教我终身难忘了，我缓缓睁开眼，茫然站在骑楼下，眼里裹着烫烫的泪水，世上所有的车子都停了下来，人潮涌向马路和中央，没有人知道那躺在街面的，就是我的蝴蝶。这时她只离我五公尺，竟是那么遥远。更大的雨点溅在我的眼镜上，溅到我的生命里来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　为什么呢？只带一把雨伞？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　然而我又看到樱子空着白净的风衣，撑着伞，静静地过马路了。她是要帮我寄信的，那，那是一封写给在南部的母亲的信，我茫然站在骑楼下，我又看到永远的樱子走到街心。其实雨下得并不大，却是一生一世中最大的一场雨。而那封信是这样写的，年轻的樱子知不知道呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　妈：我打算在下个月和樱子结婚。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into the analysis or writing techniques (honestly I've done so much of it in class I'm starting to lose the initial feelings evoked). Interestingly, 庄老师 had played a song which lyrics coincidentally (who knows?) matches the story and left me rather depressed after listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hzjs.net/library/rain.mp3"&gt;走在雨中&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;齐秦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;当我走在凄清的路上&lt;br /&gt;天空正飘着濠濠细雨&lt;br /&gt;在这寂寞黯淡的暮色里&lt;br /&gt;想起我们相别在雨中&lt;br /&gt;不禁悲从心中生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我独自徘徊在雨中&lt;br /&gt;大地弧寂沉没在黑夜里&lt;br /&gt;雨丝就像她柔软的细发&lt;br /&gt;深深系住我心的深处&lt;br /&gt;分不清这是雨还是泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记起我们相见在雨中&lt;br /&gt;那微微细雨&lt;br /&gt;落在我们头发上  啊~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;往事说不尽&lt;br /&gt;就像山一样高&lt;br /&gt;好像海一样深&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜绮丽彩虹般美丽往事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说不尽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;就像山一样高&lt;br /&gt;好像海一样深&lt;br /&gt;甜蜜绮丽彩虹般美丽往事&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about when the writer walks alone in the rain years after the accident, the sorrow and melancholy he will experience by himself. *WAILS LOUDLY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an ending note, departure can be beautiful, depending on how you look at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114074039584668257?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114074039584668257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114074039584668257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114074039584668257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114074039584668257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_24.html' title='《永远的蝴蝶》'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114058176494023662</id><published>2006-02-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T16:00:19.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>望春风; Inside of My Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://218.97.161.213/xiazai.php?p=2668f9ba433e6c66488c3610bc3b16f9&amp;amp;s=0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;望春风&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;陶喆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;独夜无伴守灯下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;清风对面吹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;十七八岁未出嫁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;想着少年家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;果然标志面肉白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;谁家人子弟&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;想要问伊惊坏势&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;心里弹琵琶&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;谁说女人心难猜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;欠个人来爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;花开当折直需摘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;青春最可爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;自己买花自己戴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;爱恨多自&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;只要人生不重来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;何不放开怀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...Another one of David Tao's songs, a slightly more popular one since it's a partly re-written version of an old Hokkien song (the 1st 2 stanzas are the original Hokkien lyrics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I don't listen to Hokkien songs wo~~~ Besides songs that feature some Hokkien phrases like the renowned '天黑黑 (Ti Or Or)' and this song, I don't indulge in dialect songs. Btw my mom loves this song like hell...she was singing at the top of her voice when she SAW (I wonder what happens if she heard it) the title somewhere. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I prefer oldies and even country songs to contemporary music. But I know nuts about guitar!!! *sobs* And my sis pissed me off that day when she told me they are learning guitar strumming in school instead of the lousy recorder...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FATE IS CRUEL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I fancy a song called 'Inside of My Guitar'. Heard it before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inside of My Guitar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bellamy Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now there's a place I want to show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't you know it's not too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And there's a place I want to know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Inside of my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In my guitar there is a garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Where rainbows bloom and shine like stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If you say no, I beg your pardon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Come inside of my guitar&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'll make you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And make you sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And we can play among the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And we'll make love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dance beneath the strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Inside of my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now there's a feeling that I'm after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So please don't think my love's bizarre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But I hear music, girl and laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Inside of my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114058176494023662?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114058176494023662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114058176494023662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114058176494023662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114058176494023662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/inside-of-my-guitar.html' title='望春风; Inside of My Guitar'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114050926745464178</id><published>2006-02-21T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T10:37:35.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Channel A: 那年的夢想</title><content type='html'>Saw simin's entry and remembered that I once read this book (borrowed from miao =D) called 'Channel A: 那年的夢想' by 陈小娴. In the very first chapter, a DJ asked a similar question to “如果能回到过去，你会想要停在什么时候？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many of us ever asked ourselves this question. I always believed that 当你开始怀念过去，一定是因为从前比现在美好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I saw Vanness in the Star Runner Premiere? Fine, he was on the stage and I was at the fifth row...from the back =( And the cinema was ultra dark and the only time I could make out his features properly was when the reporters' camera flashlights collide for the few pathetic seconds and happen to cast upon his face. haiz. Don't remind me. He only stayed for 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I don't want to know Vanness. Dreams and reality don't overlap. Just like when you've been yearning for something that seems so distant and one day, you manage to possess it, the desire fades out in no time. Who knows if I get to meet up with Vanness one day? I might stop liking him after that. It's this out-of-reach feeling that keeps your dreams alive and the fantasy burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have an answer in mind, though I tried to recollect all my past doings and attempted to place a finger on a significant moment I would like to return to. But perhaps I led a carefree and biantai life all along (man, ever see me so truthful?), I was unable to locate a specific time in life. For one, I NEVER want to go back to primary school...NOR did my secondary school life look appealing...hence my current state is relatively the best =) I can't say for my toddler's years, since my memories couldn't reach so far back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me another ten years or so...maybe I can come up with an answer then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114050926745464178?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114050926745464178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114050926745464178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114050926745464178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114050926745464178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/channel.html' title='Channel A: 那年的夢想'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114050244367741127</id><published>2006-02-21T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T12:40:33.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>二十二</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ftp.nxnews.net/music/200562118565329860.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;二十二&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com.cn/search?p=%CC%D5%86%B4&amp;source=ysearch_music_lyric_singer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;陶喆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com.cn/search?p=%CC%D5%86%B4&amp;amp;source=ysearch_music_lyric_singer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;春天是它最爱的季节&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;当微风随意吹乱他的头发&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他并不在意身边世界的吵杂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;只想著自己生命中的变化&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;还有十五分钟才午休&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;从早到晚没有想像中那么好过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;安定的日子不一定就是幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;忘不掉他在心里做过的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他今年农历三月六号刚满二十二&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;刚甩开课本要离开家看看这世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;却发现许多烦恼要面对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他常会希望能回到那年他一十二&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;只需要好好上学生活单纯没忧愁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他就像一朵蓓蕾满怀希望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;秋天是忽然间就来临&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;青春虽然有本钱可以洒脱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;一场恋爱二十二个月就结束&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;才知道有些感情不值得赌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;九月天气还是有点热&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他想公车再不来就走一走路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他开始明白等待未必有结果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;一个人也能走上梦的旅途&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他今年农历三月六号刚满二十二&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;刚甩开课本要离开家看看这世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;却发现许多烦恼要面对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他常会希望能回到那年他一十二&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;只需要好好上学生活单纯没忧愁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他一直满怀希望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;人生偶尔会走上一条陌路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;像是没有指标的地图&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;别让它们说你该知足&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;只有你知道什么是你的幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他常会希望能回到那年他一十二&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;只需要好好上学生活单纯没忧愁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;他笑著想过未来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;它应该得到幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;如此的简单的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;有没有实现……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not exactly a hit (fine, it's even one of David Tao's 冷门 songs...), but I am fond of the lyrics and the simple strumming of background guitar. It's about one of those phases in life we all have to go through: where we first step into society feeling lost and starts to have reminiscences of the past when life was innocent and gay (not THAT gay =P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha...I always wonder what is it like when the time comes for me to stand on my own feet and 自食其力. I am quite apprehensive at the thought of having to live off myself, since my first two jobs were disastrous =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that day will come somehow...and I guess, whatever will be will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114050244367741127?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114050244367741127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114050244367741127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114050244367741127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114050244367741127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='二十二'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-114041966529139185</id><published>2006-02-20T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T23:01:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny how the way we change</title><content type='html'>Funny how the way our opinions change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are bound to be people whom we chance upon as potential bosom friends. When we finally blossom to that stage, it dies out and eventually settles down back at the acquaintance level, or perishes. Or people whom we get dissed off at the initial moment, only to realise the hidden ability for us to clique as time goes by. Usually, we end up walking a long way down the road together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we just don't remain the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I have a bad primary school record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At primary one, my form teacher hated me to the core because I was talkative and at one point of time, 'indulged' in spitting at classmates. haiz. Was that true? I don't quite remember. Maybe a sticking out of tongue or a slight puking gesture at each other was perceived otherwise. But honestly, I was mischievous =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At primary two, I sort of defied my teacher. Reason simply: I did something wrong and she wanted to punish me by hitting my palm with a wooden ruler. Instinctively, I shunned. And she hit herself =D hohoho...*evil laughter* But those were the days =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At primary four, I kena my pri. 1 form teacher as my Chi teacher and some shitty ass as my form teacher. It dawned on me on the 1st day of school that I was getting short sighted since I couldn't figure out the 鬼画幅 on the blackboard despite the mere distance from my seat. And I didn't really dare tell my mum cuz I once swore to the heavens that I will NEVER EVER in my life end up wearing specs. Oops. Somehow, she found out (1/2 a year later) when I couldn't see the subtitles on TV and was squinting like hell. And the eye checkup showed that I was already 400 degrees myopic. Oops. 6 months of inability to see the board saw the deteroriation of my grades, so naturally my mid-year results were EXCELLENT. I didn't dare let my mum know and being a P4 idiot, there were loopholes in the lies to my SMART teachers, so my mum gotten my exam papers straight from them. Oops. I had a great taste of 炒粿条 that night. My P4 &lt;s&gt;nightmare&lt;/s&gt; paradise ended on a good note when I tumbled into a P5 class without the 2 ass teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened after that...Perhaps I was scared stiff by the then primary school education system? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...Crescent life was not that smooth sailing either. Based on the fact that I was in the BEST CCA EVER (NCC), and I ENJOYED EVERY PRACTICE, TOTALLY ADORED MARCHING and LOVED CHEERING WITH MY HEART AND SOUL, I was HAPPY. Ha...I did have wonderful friends and 超级变态死党 there, but since my studies ROCKS and my CCA is MY ONE TRUE LOVE, I was having THE TIME OF MY LIFE. Trust me lah...Honestly, I was reluctant to graduate. And believe me, I cried like shit when I passed out from NCC. I think no matter how much you hate something, you will grow attached to it someway or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If benjamin cheah/Ninja was to lay dead in the middle of the classroom one day, I will feel sorry for him. Unless killed by me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point, 人是会变的. I no longer do dumb things like attempting to hide exam marks and pray that my parents will never find out, I don't join stupid CCAs and suffer like hell and neither was I as strong-headed before to swear to anything. (But I swear I will never become a transverstite =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for judging people and maintaining relationships with them, I just got a long way to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-114041966529139185?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/114041966529139185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=114041966529139185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114041966529139185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/114041966529139185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/funny-how-way-we-change_20.html' title='Funny how the way we change'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-113996363208950050</id><published>2006-02-15T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T14:08:49.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love to Kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Warning: Refrain from reading this post if you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-- anti Korean dramas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-- anti soppy love serials &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-- anti love-hate-death storylines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just finished watching 这该死的爱 aka 'A Love to Kill' starring Rain &amp; Shin Min Ah. Below is a brief synopsis, read it if you want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Kang Bo Ku (Rain), a pugilist who juggles part time odd jobs, leads a sloppy lifestyle with a group of 猪朋狗友. He commits himself whole-heartedly to Han Ta Jeung, a girl who got scarred while risking her own life to save him from a fire years ago, even though in the absence of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Bo Ku reunites with his long-lost brother of 10 years and while drinking together outside the latter's penthouse, Bo Ku witnessed his brother jump off the building after chancing upon a news clip broadcasted on the 电子看板, that is, the engagement of Korea's top star, Cha Eun Suk (Shin Min Ah), and the heir of Kim Holdings, Kim Jun Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed with shock and sorrow that his brother is now reduced to a vegetable, together with the discovery of photos of Cha Eun Suk and his brother taken years back, Bo Ku assumed that the former abandoned his brother to establish her acting career for fame and wealth. Through means and ways, he became her personal bodyguard in the name of revenge: to make her fall in love with him, then desert her; the exact way she treated his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, Bo Ku understands that Eun Suk's engagement was a cover-up after being caught together with Kim Jun Song in an accidental suggestive act; and in order to protect both parties' from the media limelight, they resorted to a loveless engagement (though the latter found himself attracted to Eun Suk gradually). Bo Ku moved her heart after a string of events, meanwhile falling for her unwittingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the engagement ceremony, Bo Ku brought Eun Suk on the escape to a remote town. This led to a media uproar as Eun Suk's name is now tarnished since she is seen eloping with her personal bodyguard; furthermore, Eun Suk's public display of love towards Bo Ku saw the downfall of her career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing Eun Suk hopelessly in love with him, Bo Ku unveiled his true motive of getting close to her. While Eun Suk was devastatingly affected, Bo Ku felt lost and remorseful at the same time. He later realised that Eun Suk's mother was the tripping stone between Eun Suk and his brother and that she was a victim herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eun Suk dedicated her time looking after Bo Ku's brother, who's condition took a turn for the better. Though the love between them was long dead, Eun Suk felt obliged to take care of him. On the other hand, Bo Ku suppressed his love for her and sought solace in Ta Jeung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo Ku's brother passed away after a sudden drastic deterioration, which dealt a big blow to both Bo Ku and Eun Suk. Now, even with the largest barrier gone, both were unable to face up to the love between them as they harbour apologetic feelings towards Bo Ku's brother. In addition, Bo Ku felt it difficult to forsake Ta Jeung, while Eun Suk had Jun Song standing by her all the time; they then decided to go their ways and be with their respective other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, Eun Suk regained her position as Korea's top star and is once again engaged to Kim Jun Song; while Bo Ku settled down with a decent car-washing job though things didn't work out with Ta Jeung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue moon, Kim Jun Song payed a surprise visit to Bo Ku in hope that Eun Suk, who had suddenly gone missing for two days, had went to look for him. Upon hearing Jun Song's words, Bo Ku sprang to the snowy woods. He recalled that Eun Suk once mentioned that she longed to go to the deepest woods where no one can find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo Ku's desperate calls for Eun Suk in the woods were finally requited when he caught sight of her lifeless body in the snow dumps. He enveloped her in his arms, trying in vain to keep her snug. Eun Suk, who had long lost consciousness, lay in the embrace of Bo Ku for the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At daybreak, Bo Ku's hand finally gave way and fell limply by the side. Just then, Eun Suk's eyes struggled open for a few seconds before she closed them again with a peaceful smile. The two of them fell into an eternal slumber, all because of a love that kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I believe that the above synopsis is hardly enough for you to feel anything for the protagonists, that is, if you haven't fallen asleep by now =X. (Pardon me for any grammatical errors, spelling mistakes, vocabulary limitations or excessive repetition: I suck at writing such stuff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the story is about falling in love with the person you are taking revenge on, which is a destined tragedy and also a 老掉牙 topic. Mostly I thought the way the series was filmed was special, since there were many overlapping shots and dangling scenes that only unwrap at a later part. And the 无奈 of loving someone when you know it will end up as 一场空 is simply 真该死.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's something I cannot conform to: you dedicate yourself to someone because of obligations or duties, thereby forsaking the one you truly love. That is plain stupidity and selfishness. And in this particular story, it happened not once, but thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is dumb. So so dumb. When you love a person, you let him/her go to lead a happier life even at the sake of your own happiness. But when you let him/her go because you have your own obligations and your loved one in turns suffers more than you, what is that called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess while love not necessarily reigns supreme, to sacrifice it for something of a lower rank is not worth it. Yes, wow, you're taking responsible. Then what? You end up feeling empty and your loved one another equally hollow soul. And in the long run, the person you commit yourself to is but an unloved puppet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Love. Love. What a tumultuous word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-113996363208950050?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/113996363208950050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=113996363208950050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113996363208950050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113996363208950050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-to-kill.html' title='A Love to Kill'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-113996187652985671</id><published>2006-02-15T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T08:04:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scavenged angel</title><content type='html'>It was grave,&lt;br /&gt;that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let loose the defiant desire&lt;br /&gt;Allowing it to frolic about the hem of the torso&lt;br /&gt;Of the naked affair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn facade,&lt;br /&gt;lays stark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ugly was the head that steered&lt;br /&gt;Its monstrous face; charging, looming, impending&lt;br /&gt;Discreet silent killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel's halo,&lt;br /&gt;scavenged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-113996187652985671?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/113996187652985671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=113996187652985671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113996187652985671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113996187652985671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/scavenged-angel.html' title='scavenged angel'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-113989799373854592</id><published>2006-02-14T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T14:20:15.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Today is Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave out pencils with dangling stars, sweets and chocs today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard YJ is going out with his gf tonight and their going to have a time of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know friends that have a significant other who makes Valentine's Day special and wonderful and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Soo is going out with her bian tai friends to celebrate the state of being single souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who send greeting messages that are currently unattached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says...you need a Valentine to enjoy V day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-113989799373854592?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/113989799373854592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=113989799373854592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113989799373854592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113989799373854592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-113989732858091838</id><published>2006-02-14T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T14:12:37.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate my class.</title><content type='html'>I hate my class. A whole big bunch of smart ass-es. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average of my class' L1R5 is 9--10. What the heck. And the worst of the lot is like 13? (Oh yes, this crazy nut who came in using 'rugby' for 1st 3 months with 34 pts. ended up with 31 pts. for 'O's...but he can be counted out I guess). OK, I am so bloody jealous. Imagine being in a class where 5 out of 10 people tell you they've gotten 9/10, 2 out of 10 tell you they've gotten 7/8, and when you are about to rejoice that the rest got 11--13, you realise they have like 3--4 bonus pts. so they all somehow qualify for some premier schools. Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my dream came through that the turnover rate is going to be bloody high, since only 4 people intend to stay in NY, that is, these 2 non-Singaporean guys that already took their 'O's last year, a repeat student, and yours truly. Great. ALL THE REST ARE GOING ELSEWHERE AND I SHOULD BE REJOICING BUT I AM FEELING SO 'SOUR GRAPES' NOW. It's just that you see all of them in school everyday, being kiddish and immature and unexposed to little things; sometimes incompetent in presentations or project work, yet when it comes to academic results, they fare so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm beginning to feel inferior. I know I shouldn't be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But when the truth dumps itself at me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hopes all start to wither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-113989732858091838?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/113989732858091838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=113989732858091838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113989732858091838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113989732858091838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-my-class.html' title='I hate my class.'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-113945825975936993</id><published>2006-02-09T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T12:15:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jas b-dae =)</title><content type='html'>Is that good news or what? Heh, I actually get 2 days off, that is, tomorrow and coming Mon, cuz the J1s are getting their 'O' results. Let's just all cross our fingers that they:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;either&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) improve drastically and pass their 'O's with &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; so they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; will be eligible for some pioneer JCs like HCI or RJ or anything better than NY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) somehow had a waterloo and end up having to move their ass to some other JCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT DON'T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the same points as their prelims and the best option is to continue to stay here. NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, even if the turnover rate is high, &lt;em&gt;you never know&lt;/em&gt; if the J1 cohort will then be better. Bleah =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;联合晚报 desparately lacks article I think. Why else will they want to dig into the blog of a puny small fry in Campus Superstar aka an act cute kick-out aka S.T. (not the Straits Times, I have some respect for them)? Who gives a shit to what S.T. says or does or thinks or feels? Hello~ He is but an ordinary NYJCian (sad...) who acted in Tofu Street (what an accomplishment!!!) and somehow (I'm positive something went wrong with Mediacorp's system) managed to squeeze into top 20 of Campus Superstar, but kena kicked out in the 2nd prelim round. Not that I am better than him in any field, but surely a criticism on a blog is not worth almost a full-page story? Get a life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't the focus be on world news or IMPORTANT/INFLUENTIAL local issues? I'm much more interested to know what kind of birds are more capable of spreading avian flu, what 小S is going to name her daughter next, or even how many miracle cases of people deemed incapable passed their 'O's this year. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you happen to have the free time, not knowing what else to do but to kill all the cockroaches in your neighbourhood or to count the number of tiles in your house, check out this &lt;a href="http://addictedtoy0uu-.blogspot.com/2006/01/samuel-tan-from-nyjc-jc-2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;blog (read the entry dated 30th January)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Trust me, you will realise the supremity and grandeur of your taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. Jas, I didn't forget about you wo~~~ HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY!!! YAY!!! Can watch M18 le!!! *cheers hysterically*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Passer-by: (-_-"') Is that your main concern?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-113945825975936993?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/113945825975936993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=113945825975936993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113945825975936993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113945825975936993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/jas-b-dae.html' title='Jas b-dae =)'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-113929213061752041</id><published>2006-02-07T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:27:04.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;heheh...Enjoyed looking at moi Vanness' pics? ha...Chee's complaining like hell=) But simin LOVES it wo~~~ So will stick to it=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I never thought that F4 are fabulously good-looking or mouth-watering hunks, or that Meteor Garden is a two thumbs-up serial like what some people say. As a matter of factly, Vanness looked damn gay with his rebonded hair and stuff, though the stupid reason is that he thought he could save time doing up his hair but almost died upon seeing his own straightened locks o_O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="441" alt="" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f218/narcissistic_mvw/Vann2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE LOOKS SOOOOOO GAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought much of his voice. Really, listening to his album is not exactly an enjoyment I must say. Perhaps his dancing is OK I agree...but his singing needs some *uh-hum* improvement. But at least it's much better than william hung and even ken chu ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if you happen to listen to the OST of Meteor Garden I/II, it's actually quite marvelous. Some songs that are nice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Settling &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Tara MacLean &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(see previous post)&lt;br /&gt;-Almost Over You&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; by Sheena Easton&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Miao likes it too=D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Broken Vow &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Lara Fabian &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Was randomnly looking through simin's mp3 player and actually found that song. hohoho...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Words &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by F. R. David &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(A classic song that I think many knows!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think alot of people just don't get what I see in Vanness. heh...Maybe it is his belief in Lord that somehow touches me. Unlike some who are over-reliant on christianity, he is able to find peace at heart and a feeling of security with Lord, henceforth pushing himself forward in times of problems. Sometimes I wish I have that kind of strength to support me from behind too. And the strong bonds he shares with family and friends, how he doesn't take things for granted and cherishes them, I guess I am somewhat attracted to such qualities=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, he is not very shuai, his singing is not melodious, and his mandarin is far from perfection. But he's making an effort to improve, trying his best in all his undertakings, and that's what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have possibly married the wrong guy, could I? =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-113929213061752041?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/113929213061752041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=113929213061752041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113929213061752041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113929213061752041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/vanness.html' title='Vanness'/><author><name>Xin</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-20549274.post-113897999960564906</id><published>2006-02-03T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:39:06.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>settling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pc54.com/user/51music/settling.mp3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Settling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tara MacLean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I real, am I true&lt;br /&gt;Am I borrowed, am I blue&lt;br /&gt;Is it just the dust of leaving you&lt;br /&gt;Settling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I fair, am I strong&lt;br /&gt;When I'm there do I belong&lt;br /&gt;It's only skin I touch&lt;br /&gt;When I reach for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaves they fall&lt;br /&gt;They go so far sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Do I blame the wind&lt;br /&gt;Or the tree that let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do I wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Settling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I stay and do I fight&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong when nothing's right&lt;br /&gt;Is it just the closet light&lt;br /&gt;I leave on for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I needed you to be strong for me&lt;br /&gt;But you bend beneath the slightest breeze&lt;br /&gt;You have no leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I real, am I true&lt;br /&gt;Do I stay and do I fight&lt;br /&gt;Is it just the closet light&lt;br /&gt;Is it only skin I touch&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just the dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* click on the song title to listen to it=) really, it's wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20549274-113897999960564906?l=fox-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/113897999960564906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20549274&amp;postID=113897999960564906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113897999960564906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20549274/posts/default/113897999960564906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fox-rain.blogspot.com/2006/02/settling.html' title='settling'/><author><name>Xin</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>
