<?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-4279264432251551589</id><updated>2011-07-29T16:25:20.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Out There</title><subtitle type='html'>It's a weird place</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1877409776910476812</id><published>2011-04-17T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:58:10.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past..</title><content type='html'>After looking at all those somewhat 'discrete' post I have posted previous...... I feel like a complete idiot.. meh.. ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1877409776910476812?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1877409776910476812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2011/04/past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1877409776910476812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1877409776910476812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2011/04/past.html' title='Past..'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-6683879817526261820</id><published>2011-04-17T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:52:11.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life..</title><content type='html'>LIFE. A word a friend of mine uses regularly as an expression when things get hard, or don't go the way you want it to go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it is obviously seen, I have not been blogging for God knows how long..  This is due to various reason.. including SPM, SPM results, life, problems and college..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, after spending 11 years in the Malaysian government education system I am finally FREE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gone are the days of BM and...... well that's about it for now.. cause even though I'm in college, I still have to take these 2 very familiar subjects.. Malaysian studies, which is essentially Sejarah, and Moral Studies, which is essentially.. well that's pretty obvious now isn't it??==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only upside to this, is that I no longer have to study these 2 subjects BM so it makes it a lot easier to cope with (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on my life after SPM on a later date &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my original intentions.. hmmmm this is pretty hard.. cause to understand my situation you need to know some history.. damn... let me condense it down for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essentially, I'm studying a course that none of my really close Kuching friends are taking, cause they're all taking the same course.. which is different from mine obviously. Hence, our holidays are during completely different times. So now they're all back in Kuching, even as I type this for the pass 2 weeks..ish. So I'm generally alone outside college hours. Phew.. that was... something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find bit too much effort at times to meet up and bond with other people I've met here, as well as fellow Kuchingnites I've met here, which I didn't know before. So bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main point here, as I've been left to my own devices this pass week, I've had a lot of time to think about life.. my life.. problems in life.. social life.. romantic life... the real life.. and the life you live to fit in socially. It's quite sad actually, blame America all you want for showing shows that portray that there is a social grading system in life.. but I feel in reality this has been on place all along.. looooooooooooong before America started 'anything'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.. lets talk about basic social interactions. How many of us actually act the way we actually are? A lot of us acts in a socially desirable manner all the time. Like laughing at not-so-funny jokes or going out with friends cause it the normal thing to do.. As friendships are formed by spending time together.. it's understandable that when a group of people hang out together all the time cause they're in the same course they are closer friends.. which makes the odd socially awkward person doing another course even more uncomfortable at times.. but why does this sad chap keep on hanging out with these people subjecting him/herself to constant ridicule by certain 'friends' and uncomfortable encounters??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becauseeeeeeeeeeee.. it's the socially normal thing to do. In life now, people with a very limited social life are generally perceived as not as 'fun' by people, hence they are shunned out and outcast. Obviously, I'm merely talking about a general population, sureee not everyone is THAT judgmental but I'm pretty sure there are more than enough of these people out there. So to fit in, you force yourself to condition your behaviour and attitude to fit the social settings out there. It's really sad once you think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that even in a group of friends there the 'rating scale'. This scale is determines who is 'ranked' what in a group of friends. Who's the alpha dog and who's the shitty guy at the back that everyone makes fun of. This can be determined by many things, such as the usual like, appearance, posture, form of speech.. blah blah blah.. But many other small thing play a role in this 'rating scale' as well. For example, who walks in front when in the group, who stands in the middle when in a group, who enters first into a room. Even when the path is wide enough for 3 people to walk shoulder to shoulder but there are 4 guys, who's the sad lonely chap at the back also plays a role in determining your social standing in the group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the room thing, I know people who are just such egotistic bastards who are too full of themselves that they always have to enter the room first. So if you are about to enter the room first, that jerk will just barrel him way through push pass you, and even you have some balls to not let him barrel pass you, which means you both will be stuck at the door, this sly bastard will blame you, by saying stupid f'ed up shit like ' Why are you rushing in.. not like it's a competition' and while he's doing that he walks in first which places him higher in the 'rating scale'. So now not only has he positioned himself higher.. he has firmly established that you are below him among the group, all while looking like the good guy.. Asshole.. You guys out there are not as smart you think okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great example of social standing competitions is this. But first let me create a setting. There's is A who from young has been shy and generally quiet since young, this lets B to take the dominant role of the friendship since young. Letting B 'bully and harass' A throughout life. Now as time pass and A gets older, A starts to develop more confidence and starts to stand up to B and B's jackassness. Now B is not happy with this as A is threatening B's social standing. So what does B do? TRY TO KNOCK A BACK DOWN. Like the room thing mentioned above. Other than the room thing, B will also do shitty stuff like always make small issues into a big one while out with A and friends concerning A and B and try to win the argument, as to secure B's social standing. Now A is not going to back down anymore and starts to take a stand, which pissed B even more. So what does B do now? He creates a fight between B and A. Now while doing so, he always tries to imply that A started the fight when in actuality B was the instigator. B also always takes 'nice guy' role and 'apologises' first, and saying bullshit like 'At least I apologised' making B look like the victim and A the bad guy. This is to gain sympathy among peers.. that jackass.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are some classic situations in that occur in the social world. ahhh.. life.. ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't let me get started the complexities of romance and love. Sure I have practically 0 experience in relationship.. but I've heard, seen, though enough to gain a rough idea. Maybe another day eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja-ne!!        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-6683879817526261820?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6683879817526261820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2011/04/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6683879817526261820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6683879817526261820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2011/04/life.html' title='Life..'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8097574364309751240</id><published>2010-10-20T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:21:04.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ever complained or heard people complain on how the ice to drink ratio from a hawker stall is f'ed up??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is the epicness of the complaint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7sYD-65UI/AAAAAAAABGk/tue_4PPBUto/s1600/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7sYD-65UI/AAAAAAAABGk/tue_4PPBUto/s400/DSC01613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530117290587776322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear that we did not drink the drink before hand.... it came like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ice to drink ratio is probably 10:1 or something like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8097574364309751240?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8097574364309751240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-much-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8097574364309751240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8097574364309751240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-much-ice.html' title='Too much ice'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7sYD-65UI/AAAAAAAABGk/tue_4PPBUto/s72-c/DSC01613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8563957796335844292</id><published>2010-10-20T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:14:53.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Brushes cobwebs away and blows the dust off*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey world!! It's been like... *looks at last post* nearly 2 months since my last post..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I know... Where have I been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No where actually.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been busy with things and studies &lt;strike&gt;and been very lazy &lt;/strike&gt;so I haven't really found the time to update on anything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow during my absence Blogger has become stupid.. now I can't seem to cut my pics and paste them wherever I want.. I need to actually cut the text and fit it between the pictures which is just pure stupidity.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hint hint Blogger??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing I've seen active in my blog is the chat box... which has been invaded by &lt;strike&gt;idiots &lt;/strike&gt;spammers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7pSeaa4UI/AAAAAAAABGM/7MOW1KUY288/s1600/weird+chat_cr.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7pSeaa4UI/AAAAAAAABGM/7MOW1KUY288/s400/weird+chat_cr.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530113896068342082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7qrepR-xI/AAAAAAAABGc/FE_ypjINsUY/s1600/weird+chat2_cr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7qrepR-xI/AAAAAAAABGc/FE_ypjINsUY/s400/weird+chat2_cr.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530115425139030802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7qrepR-xI/AAAAAAAABGc/FE_ypjINsUY/s1600/weird+chat2_cr.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And look what my chatbox is called..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7qepy0w7I/AAAAAAAABGU/ecIlavA1FYw/s1600/weird+chat2.1_cr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 64px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7qepy0w7I/AAAAAAAABGU/ecIlavA1FYw/s400/weird+chat2.1_cr.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530115204793549746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously these people need to learn English again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7qepy0w7I/AAAAAAAABGU/ecIlavA1FYw/s1600/weird+chat2.1_cr.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8563957796335844292?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8563957796335844292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/10/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8563957796335844292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8563957796335844292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/10/back.html' title='BACK!!!'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TL7pSeaa4UI/AAAAAAAABGM/7MOW1KUY288/s72-c/weird+chat_cr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3596209740085573625</id><published>2010-10-20T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:16:59.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;thing to do and say to get back at your ex..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NyEWGAlFr8?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NyEWGAlFr8?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lol'ed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3596209740085573625?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3596209740085573625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/10/best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3596209740085573625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3596209740085573625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/10/best.html' title='The best'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3983447354338236783</id><published>2010-08-29T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T18:15:29.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>left..??? or ....right???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Brain/ Left Brain Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="left"&gt;The higher of these two numbers below indicates which side of your brain has dominance in your life.  Realising your right brain/left brain tendancy will help you interact with and to understand others.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Left Brain Dominance: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.intelliscript.net/test_area/questionnaire/bar_graph.gif" width="96" height="12" alt="16" /&gt;(16)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Right Brain Dominance: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.intelliscript.net/test_area/questionnaire/bar_graph.gif" width="96" height="12" alt="16" /&gt;(16)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intelliscript.net/test_area/questionnaire/questionnaire.cgi?q=questionnaire_ini"&gt;Right Brain/ Left Brain Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both??? i doubt that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3983447354338236783?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3983447354338236783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/08/left-or-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3983447354338236783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3983447354338236783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/08/left-or-right.html' title='left..??? or ....right???'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5793134687834189477</id><published>2010-07-30T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:24:29.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More JB bashing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tvSoGW1U20s&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tvSoGW1U20s&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm bored..... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5793134687834189477?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5793134687834189477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-jb-bashing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5793134687834189477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5793134687834189477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-jb-bashing.html' title='More JB bashing'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-867545121747833229</id><published>2010-07-26T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:48:32.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KRtnnI7ZkNM"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KRtnnI7ZkNM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lol'ed.. hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-867545121747833229?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/867545121747833229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/867545121747833229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/867545121747833229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/lol.html' title='LOL!'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8642771406086031251</id><published>2010-07-11T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:16:08.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 and 5 both texted 8, but 8 only replied 4. So 5 is now feeling very tulan and sad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8642771406086031251?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8642771406086031251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/4-and-5-both-texted-8-but-8-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8642771406086031251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8642771406086031251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/4-and-5-both-texted-8-but-8-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2846368471433337598</id><published>2010-07-09T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:46:16.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Differences.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*inspired by a post on Facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Lila.Lila.Lila?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=131735716866393"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main differences between me and Edward Cullen. Despite have the name first name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) He's pale as hell, and I'm so dark people are calling me chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TDc9SZPIjDI/AAAAAAAABF0/h3QFhWLzeF8/s1600/edward-cullen-photo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 387px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TDc9SZPIjDI/AAAAAAAABF0/h3QFhWLzeF8/s400/edward-cullen-photo.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491925656822910002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" border="0" class="gl_photo" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TDc9nWFoQTI/AAAAAAAABF8/afYYxAMZB88/s400/DSC01606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Girls are lining up to marry Edward Cullen and self proclaiming themselves as his fiance, and I cant even get a girl to look at me let alone be my girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Edward Cullen drinks blood while I feel faint at the sight of too much blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Edward Cullen has superhuman strength, while all I have is nothing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Edward Cullen(in this case the actor) looks like he's on drugs, while I just look fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) When people say 'I'm hotter then you' to Edward Cullen they mean temperature. When they say that to me it means they're hotter than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) I spent the last 6 months under the sun and gets black. He goes under the sun and glows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) He's fictional and I'm real, but girls still prefer him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) I have a blog while he doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) He has a girl to protect, while I have nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly, here's the quote of the day: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 19px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Edward Cullen isn't a vampire. He lives in the forest, roams around the trees, doesn't kill people and glitters. So he is obviously a fairy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2846368471433337598?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2846368471433337598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/differences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2846368471433337598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2846368471433337598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/differences.html' title='Differences.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TDc9SZPIjDI/AAAAAAAABF0/h3QFhWLzeF8/s72-c/edward-cullen-photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1265623567355297379</id><published>2010-07-08T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:06:05.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it never goes beyond 3 when i start it does it????&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1265623567355297379?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1265623567355297379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-never-goes-beyond-3-when-i-start-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1265623567355297379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1265623567355297379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-never-goes-beyond-3-when-i-start-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-7038793125130013280</id><published>2010-07-08T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:06:18.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Justin Bieber had a normal voice</title><content type='html'>he would sound like this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lpd5tm-JyVQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lpd5tm-JyVQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-7038793125130013280?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7038793125130013280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-justin-bieber-had-normal-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7038793125130013280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7038793125130013280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-justin-bieber-had-normal-voice.html' title='If Justin Bieber had a normal voice'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-7256781628155966028</id><published>2010-07-05T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:01:59.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I'm going to take a picture of my firstborn and use age progression software to figure out what he'll look like when he's 16. Then I'm going to frame the picture and use it as a centrepiece in our house, something he'll grow up looking at. Then when the apporpriate time comes, and he realizes that the photo is of him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I'm going to try and convince him that he is a time traveller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-7256781628155966028?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7256781628155966028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7256781628155966028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7256781628155966028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3861096109900927421</id><published>2010-07-01T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:02:54.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this blog has been dead for the pass month or so. But I've been so busy with my band practice that I haven't found the time to blog yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will run like normal soon.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but let me just say this:&lt;br /&gt;I find it worrying that I take pride in what im about to do.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3861096109900927421?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3861096109900927421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-this-blog-has-been-dead-for-pass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3861096109900927421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3861096109900927421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know-this-blog-has-been-dead-for-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5124310776740061050</id><published>2010-06-12T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:34:25.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratings</title><content type='html'>Wanna know what your blog is rated? Go over to &lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating?"&gt;http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY blog is rated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TBOo2JrjBCI/AAAAAAAABFs/fAqtdJAM0JI/s1600/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TBOo2JrjBCI/AAAAAAAABFs/fAqtdJAM0JI/s400/g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481910819704996898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is clean! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/DAD-AD%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/DAD-AD%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5124310776740061050?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5124310776740061050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/ratings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5124310776740061050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5124310776740061050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/ratings.html' title='Ratings'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/TBOo2JrjBCI/AAAAAAAABFs/fAqtdJAM0JI/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5741286972558580845</id><published>2010-06-12T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:23:37.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivational Videos.</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple of videos to motivate you. And to show you that you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tjYoKCBYag"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tjYoKCBYag" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSM1mvMypWU"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSM1mvMypWU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QERuKC34smw"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QERuKC34smw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5741286972558580845?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5741286972558580845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/motivational-videos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5741286972558580845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5741286972558580845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/motivational-videos.html' title='Motivational Videos.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2052395978579415734</id><published>2010-06-12T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:01:27.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do when I blog for the sake of blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've now realised why majority of relationships during secondary school life, especially lower forms don't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The emotional and mental stress is enormous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress being in a relationship, or trying to be in one is just huge. Most people during lower secondary aren't mature mentally enough to manage the stress properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why they resort the things like deep depression, cutting oneself, and others stuff which I don't know and don't wanna know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liking someone is not just 'like that'. It involves a lot of mental difficulties and stress. One moment you can over the moon and the next you can be down. If you aren't mature enough, you're just gonna cause trouble for yourself, the other person in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being in 'love' can blind you.. and make you do things you normally wouldn't do in a sane state of mind. It can change you attitude and perception of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes you reach that point in life where you ask yourself: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why? why do I put myself through so much trouble? Wouldn't it be easier to just let it go?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you start to give up, and lo and behold, you break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you really like the person and you are ready for a relationship. No matter what obstacles you may come across, persevere and maybe you will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say what happens when you persevere, cause I myself dunno the answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2052395978579415734?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2052395978579415734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-do-when-i-blog-for-sake-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2052395978579415734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc9bac55270b098f8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865469%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82FE0DD09140428886E5AFE66B43A2B005957B76.EDD80E8C10464D918000AA5DE1A7D1D1B34E08F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc9bac55270b098f8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpUGZGz9D5EQKhP4mz3kHswTE4bk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2110830365455167423?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2110830365455167423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/early-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2110830365455167423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2110830365455167423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/early-in-morning.html' title='Early in the morning.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1531722324922338081</id><published>2010-05-28T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:38:53.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh.....-.-'</title><content type='html'>I dunno why but I've been saying 'meh' a lot recently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1531722324922338081?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1531722324922338081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/meh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1531722324922338081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1531722324922338081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/meh.html' title='Meh.....-.-&apos;'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-7650369958549760865</id><published>2010-05-22T23:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:24:38.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to know which celebrity not to talk to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f1Kd7cPII/AAAAAAAABEc/q79nNW-nsPA/s1600/sc30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f1Kd7cPII/AAAAAAAABEc/q79nNW-nsPA/s400/sc30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474113432273566850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's essentially everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2tgynhCI/AAAAAAAABFc/yKVs1PCJhUE/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2tgynhCI/AAAAAAAABFc/yKVs1PCJhUE/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474115133848912930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2wDAeqCI/AAAAAAAABFk/VOioGy0RsE0/s1600/miley_cyrus_oliver_peoples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 387px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2wDAeqCI/AAAAAAAABFk/VOioGy0RsE0/s400/miley_cyrus_oliver_peoples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474115177393596450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2T4s6BZI/AAAAAAAABEk/r1h4pXUggyI/s1600/381b0_david_beckham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2T4s6BZI/AAAAAAAABEk/r1h4pXUggyI/s400/381b0_david_beckham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474114693590812050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2XEm7U6I/AAAAAAAABEs/Bqe2_zi7x90/s1600/00221917dec40b3bc12650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2XEm7U6I/AAAAAAAABEs/Bqe2_zi7x90/s400/00221917dec40b3bc12650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474114748326564770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2aNXN19I/AAAAAAAABE0/IhRURrgZY7Y/s1600/celebrity-395x298-mendesshades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2aNXN19I/AAAAAAAABE0/IhRURrgZY7Y/s400/celebrity-395x298-mendesshades.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474114802216196050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2dYeg2KI/AAAAAAAABE8/a-Ml6-_-0r0/s1600/celebrity-frames-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2dYeg2KI/AAAAAAAABE8/a-Ml6-_-0r0/s400/celebrity-frames-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474114856739199138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2keRh4yI/AAAAAAAABFM/kjT8midkAX8/s1600/celebrity-sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2keRh4yI/AAAAAAAABFM/kjT8midkAX8/s400/celebrity-sunglasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474114978554438434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2pJ24v_I/AAAAAAAABFU/Wk4aEx5ifVc/s1600/giant_celebrity_sunglasses_virus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f2pJ24v_I/AAAAAAAABFU/Wk4aEx5ifVc/s400/giant_celebrity_sunglasses_virus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474115058973327346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-7650369958549760865?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7650369958549760865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-know-which-celebrity-not-to-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7650369958549760865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7650369958549760865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-know-which-celebrity-not-to-talk.html' title='How to know which celebrity not to talk to.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_f1Kd7cPII/AAAAAAAABEc/q79nNW-nsPA/s72-c/sc30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3823698604824998798</id><published>2010-05-22T13:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T14:22:35.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camwhoring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Disclaimer: I have the consent of all the people in these pictures to post them on my blog.............well....except the last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but almost every girl I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;camwhores&lt;/span&gt;. In fact I know some guys who do...&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what it is, you're living under a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Camwhoring&lt;/span&gt; is essentially to me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;EXCESSIVELY&lt;/span&gt; taking pictures of yourself. Seriously, I have a friend who actually filled a 4GB memory card just with pictures of herself. That's like 4 digits worth of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really too much man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_dxaBrUK0I/AAAAAAAABD0/D8edJej6Stk/s1600/DSC02223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_dxaBrUK0I/AAAAAAAABD0/D8edJej6Stk/s400/DSC02223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473968564032777026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common place to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; is the bathroom... i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so? is the bathroom that nice of a place to take pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea how hard it was to get these few pic? It's amazing how many people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;, and how little people are willing to give me just one photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda redundant you know, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; and then hide the pic away. Makes the whole point of taking pictures well.... pointless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_d3Tbg6RGI/AAAAAAAABEU/9PGoHi0FLsA/s1600/Image1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_d3Tbg6RGI/AAAAAAAABEU/9PGoHi0FLsA/s400/Image1150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473975047779140706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 2 most frequent situation I ever encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: hey, can I see your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Friend: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OKay&lt;/span&gt; just don't look at my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Me:....... why....?&lt;br /&gt;Friend: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*after great reluctance&lt;/span&gt; cause i don't want you to see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; pic..&lt;br /&gt;Me:=.=' then don't take it duh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey can I have a look at your photos?&lt;br /&gt;Friend: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OKay&lt;/span&gt;. hands over the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 nanoseconds later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snatches it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wha&lt;/span&gt;...?&lt;br /&gt;Friend: I forgot to take out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; pics&lt;br /&gt;Me: you can't be serious......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_dzzSDh1eI/AAAAAAAABD8/PGAx27-CA_0/s1600/DSC08798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_dzzSDh1eI/AAAAAAAABD8/PGAx27-CA_0/s400/DSC08798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473971196949288418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, some pic are actually nice. I've seen some really horrible ones, which are sloppy crappy and just make you uglier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another annoying thing I see in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt; pics, is when you take you reflection in the mirror. Great, now the pic has a camera in it... I mean, why do you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and every time there is a dinner of some sort and a bathroom with a decent mirror, girls will go in hoards to take pictures of their reflection. Individually or as a group. Leaving all the men alone at the table...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_d1O-8g-CI/AAAAAAAABEE/WKYDjLCm6iU/s1600/ju+n%27+kat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_d1O-8g-CI/AAAAAAAABEE/WKYDjLCm6iU/s400/ju+n%27+kat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473972772367562786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least most people have the decency to just use their camera phone to take their pictures or a average camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;DSLR&lt;/span&gt; cameras became affordable to the main masses, this form of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;camwhoring&lt;/span&gt; has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_d2ulHdqII/AAAAAAAABEM/NGkdjAyO25c/s1600/DSC01217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_d2ulHdqII/AAAAAAAABEM/NGkdjAyO25c/s400/DSC01217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473974414701602946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you do that!?&lt;br /&gt;How can you waste a perfectly good camera to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;!?&lt;br /&gt;You're doing injustice to the camera, stop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like buying a BMW luxury car and using it in a drag race. Completely Pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the day when people start using fibre optic cameras to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;camwhore&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s I will not give out any of the numbers of these people if you ask me for their number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3823698604824998798?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3823698604824998798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/camwhoring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3823698604824998798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3823698604824998798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/camwhoring.html' title='Camwhoring'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S_dxaBrUK0I/AAAAAAAABD0/D8edJej6Stk/s72-c/DSC02223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2788650007632039744</id><published>2010-05-14T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:49:48.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Americans are NOT  stupid</title><content type='html'>seriously.. they aren't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? watch this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJuNgBkloFE"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJuNgBkloFE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/27f0IimLQpU"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/27f0IimLQpU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2788650007632039744?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2788650007632039744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/americans-are-not-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2788650007632039744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2788650007632039744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/americans-are-not-stupid.html' title='Americans are NOT  stupid'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2856754196715351468</id><published>2010-05-08T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:34:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>I've been collecting quotes and storing them in my phone for more than a year now. These quotes originate from a book, or a movie, or a friend or from my own head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I've decided to post up all the quotes I've collected so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The references in these quotes are based on where I got them from. So if the reference is wrong, don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The most complex emotion in the world is "love".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                              -Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Pain is temporary, but the pride last forever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;                                              -Somewhere in kennysia's blog-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The pride you gain is worth the pain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                                                  - Somewhere in kennysia's blog-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;There are no strangers here. Only friends you have not met.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For every confession that has been made, there is a heart that has been broken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Harima[School Rumble]-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Be who you are and do what you want, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;-Dr. Seuss&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Teamwork means less me and more we.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Unknown-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Love is patient, infatuation is impatient.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nobody can do everything, but everybody can do something. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Somewhere in MSN-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Marriage is made up of 2 parts. It starts love, ends with commitment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A frowning friend is better than a smiling enemy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-Samantha .L-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-Back to the Future-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For every word that has been said, either happiness has been spread or a heart has been broken&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The only thing that can really heal a broken heart is time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The greatest love is wounded love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-D.J-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Unknown-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love is a double edged sword, it can be a blessing or a curse.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;God created man first so that he may have time to mature and understand the complexities of women.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-Hannah .C-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Love is a mere deliberate seizure.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-Witting on a table in Mr. Angs tuition-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When is come to love, the action produces the emotion.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-Change Your World-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is like war. Easy to start, hard to end, impossible to forget.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Love is love because it isn't ordinary.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tv's are getting thinner, people are getting fatter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-Karen .T-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love is doing anything for the person. Even if it means waiting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A secret is something you tell everyone not to tell anyone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-Guy from ABC-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;What makes success so great is not the success itself, rather the failures before it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;-Edward.L- &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(I've probably heard it from somewhere else)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You never truly get over your first true love, EVER.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;-Adrian Mole- {derived}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do the noses run while feet smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Picture somewhere-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Set no limits to what you want to achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-Band notice board-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It is not the challenge that we conquer but ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;-Poster in physic tuition-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel enlighten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2856754196715351468?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2856754196715351468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2856754196715351468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2856754196715351468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2116189975407073260</id><published>2010-05-04T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:52:30.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeopathy</title><content type='html'>what is it? Honestly I'm still not very sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video that would hopefully make you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you cast this video of as boring and dull &lt;strike&gt;like most educational videos&lt;/strike&gt; let me tell you that it's pretty funny.......for me at least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BWE1tH93G9U"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BWE1tH93G9U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note* You're probably gonna have to watch it a couple of times before you understand it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2116189975407073260?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2116189975407073260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/homeopathy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2116189975407073260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2116189975407073260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/homeopathy.html' title='Homeopathy'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4555473077011142825</id><published>2010-05-02T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:28:53.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two is better than one,</title><content type='html'>that is true however, I would prefer more than 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it twice is the highest it can get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more than 2!!!!&lt;br /&gt; sigh.... ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4555473077011142825?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4555473077011142825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-is-better-than-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4555473077011142825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4555473077011142825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='Two is better than one,'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1528347350175970608</id><published>2010-05-01T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:36:58.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seat or seats?</title><content type='html'>I was eating at KFC the other say when this was spotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S9xKUJL5YVI/AAAAAAAABDs/V17Dw2L43rc/s1600/DSC01519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S9xKUJL5YVI/AAAAAAAABDs/V17Dw2L43rc/s400/DSC01519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466325757644595538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, go downstairs and there will more one more seat. Just one mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1528347350175970608?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1528347350175970608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/seat-or-seats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1528347350175970608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1528347350175970608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/seat-or-seats.html' title='seat or seats?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S9xKUJL5YVI/AAAAAAAABDs/V17Dw2L43rc/s72-c/DSC01519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4968199368627009851</id><published>2010-04-29T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:27:41.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Four Chord Song</title><content type='html'>This is a video of an Australian group called the Axis of Awesome, singing a medley of around 25+ songs with just 4 chords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note* Since they're Australian, you're probably not gonna understand why they laugh half the time. Unless you're Australian of course. Or you actually research the background of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pidokakU4I&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5pidokakU4I&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="vt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4968199368627009851?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4968199368627009851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-four-chord-song.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4968199368627009851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4968199368627009851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-four-chord-song.html' title='4 Four Chord Song'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2325483407822224546</id><published>2010-04-27T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:22:00.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear sunscreen.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MQlJ3vOp6nI"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MQlJ3vOp6nI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really advise all those out there to REALLY listen and meditate on the words, and see how it relates to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This advice is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2325483407822224546?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2325483407822224546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/wear-sunscreen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2325483407822224546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2325483407822224546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/wear-sunscreen.html' title='Wear sunscreen.....'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4892202720344291157</id><published>2010-04-21T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:47:03.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Don't You Just...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TAKE A KNIFE AND STAB IT RIGHT THROUGH MY HEART!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once told me this whilst telling me of their relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 years in secondary school and currently in my fifth year, I've seen/heard my fair share of relationship problems of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From heartaches, to cheating, to rebounds, to secret admirers, to too many secret admirers, to too many admirers, to silently liking someone else, to break-ups the good and the bad, to proclamation of love, to rejections, anything problem related to this, you name it. I've probably heard about it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now normally I would say, to avoid all this just do 1 simple step. DON'T GET IN A RELATIONSHIP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, once you sit back and look at it, you realise that it's not that simple. I can give you a whole list of ways'/methods on how NOT to fall in love or at least not make it an issue, but I can't give a single piece of advice on how to solve it WHEN you're already in a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, normally when you realise this problem you're already in it. So it's kinda pointless to heard about how to prevent it when you're already in it. Unless, you've heard it beforehand and yet you still get this problem. In that case, I call you stupid, cause you didn't listen to the advice given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you guys out there that cheat on your girlfriend, stuff it.&lt;br /&gt;To you girls out there that cheat on your boyfriend, just cause guys do it doesn't mean you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realise that most relationship problems occur due to one side being unfaithful. I mean...seriously.. if you're gonna cheat on your boy/girlfriend, don't even get on in the first place. If you can be unfaithful to your partner, it clearly show that you don't love them enough. So why bother in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst sort of relationship problem is a love triangle. Don't get me started on this issue. The grief that is caused is torturing. And when you have some sad person outside the triangle, but liking someone in it, that sad person is just sad. My hat's off to you mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always tend to give advice on how to handle these problems either based on their on experience or based on how other people have handled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they don't know or know but still do it anyway, is that what this poor soul needs is not advice but a friendly ear and lots of time. The only thing that can really heal a broken heart, is time. It may take weeks, months, years in some cases, but in the end it's how YOU HANDLE it, not what advice other people have given you. Just cause it worked for them doesn't mean it'll work for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people have called me old fashioned or the type who thinks about long term relationships and many other things. And I'm proud to say that I am. I feel that, that was how it was in the past and that's how it should be know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly though.. with this mindset I'll probably be single till I grow old and die.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is love because it isn't ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4892202720344291157?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4892202720344291157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-dont-you-just.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4892202720344291157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4892202720344291157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-dont-you-just.html' title='Why Don&apos;t You Just...'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1859905043502708055</id><published>2010-04-17T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:48:25.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LED Light.</title><content type='html'>I was at a computer shop the other day when I spotted this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S8sZY8DEmFI/AAAAAAAABDc/XMQwMpVukLE/s1600/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S8sZY8DEmFI/AAAAAAAABDc/XMQwMpVukLE/s400/DSC01458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461486889343424594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is suppose to light your notebook when you're using it at night in a dark room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S8saOMXGPtI/AAAAAAAABDk/smLfs7i8-tQ/s1600/DSC01459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S8saOMXGPtI/AAAAAAAABDk/smLfs7i8-tQ/s400/DSC01459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461487804255452882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever designed this obviously has never used a notebook before. The screen itself is bright enough to light the whole area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's kinda pointless to have another light isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1859905043502708055?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1859905043502708055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/led-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1859905043502708055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1859905043502708055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/led-light.html' title='LED Light.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S8sZY8DEmFI/AAAAAAAABDc/XMQwMpVukLE/s72-c/DSC01458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2783523960667993470</id><published>2010-04-11T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:14:08.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagging moms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I94lG79iK5w"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I94lG79iK5w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta admit. It's pretty funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2783523960667993470?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2783523960667993470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/nagging-moms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2783523960667993470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2783523960667993470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/nagging-moms.html' title='Nagging moms.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4249166591270247725</id><published>2010-04-09T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:24:11.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticketssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S79BESzIKZI/AAAAAAAABDU/p-9BQoRhDiI/s1600/DSC01474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S79BESzIKZI/AAAAAAAABDU/p-9BQoRhDiI/s400/DSC01474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458152815417895314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tickets are there?  20+?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much the fine was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pity the poor sad driver of the car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4249166591270247725?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4249166591270247725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/ticketssssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4249166591270247725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4249166591270247725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/ticketssssss.html' title='Ticketssssss'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S79BESzIKZI/AAAAAAAABDU/p-9BQoRhDiI/s72-c/DSC01474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4527326289313373924</id><published>2010-04-09T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:59:14.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight in BM?</title><content type='html'>What do you call 'twilight' in BM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S79AIcp_lpI/AAAAAAAABDM/lV450Da8ltU/s1600/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S79AIcp_lpI/AAAAAAAABDM/lV450Da8ltU/s400/DSC01466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458151787271788178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senjakala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pretty sure 'New Mon' should be Bulan Baru, not Cinta Baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Malaysian's have managed to make something bad even worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4527326289313373924?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4527326289313373924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/twilight-in-bm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4527326289313373924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4527326289313373924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/twilight-in-bm.html' title='Twilight in BM?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S79AIcp_lpI/AAAAAAAABDM/lV450Da8ltU/s72-c/DSC01466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1972430759815375779</id><published>2010-04-04T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:59:06.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*slap*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1972430759815375779?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1972430759815375779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/slap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1972430759815375779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1972430759815375779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/slap.html' title=''/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-9033176576041186773</id><published>2010-04-01T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:43:53.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool or not?</title><content type='html'>I suppose the normal thing to do is to put a prank post and fool my readers &lt;strike&gt; if I actually have any. My dad doesn't count&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly I have nothing up my sleeve so this shall be just an ordinary post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools.html"&gt;This day a year ago&lt;/a&gt; 3 things happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I sprained my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cause of that I broke my specs.&lt;br /&gt;3) I discovered I bought the wrong mechanical pencil. ( Which is missing now BTW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, guess what happened? I sprained my ankle..............again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, who gets the same injury on the same day a year later? Uhh.... me?-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I were to sprain my ankle and land on a girl like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7S9_T0y4iI/AAAAAAAABDE/JDxnyqlr8s8/s1600/ladies_08_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7S9_T0y4iI/AAAAAAAABDE/JDxnyqlr8s8/s400/ladies_08_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193944003633698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind spraining my ankle every day. Or any part of my body as a matter of fact. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I'm not that luck and the only thing I landed on was the uninviting hard floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who read all this and believed it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL FOOLS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suckers..... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I did not sprain my ankle again, and I do not wish to fall on a girl like that. I'll probably get slapped, kicked in the balls and charged for sexual harassment if that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-9033176576041186773?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9033176576041186773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fool-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/9033176576041186773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/9033176576041186773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fool-or-not.html' title='April Fool or not?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7S9_T0y4iI/AAAAAAAABDE/JDxnyqlr8s8/s72-c/ladies_08_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-583838579511480339</id><published>2010-03-29T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:44:16.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingulish.</title><content type='html'>I was getting out of my car the other day when this notice caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it and weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DJzpQQqkI/AAAAAAAABC0/iTIEVmdQUj4/s1600/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DJzpQQqkI/AAAAAAAABC0/iTIEVmdQUj4/s400/DSC01454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454081037830236738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many spelling and grammatical mistakes are there in this short notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DKkF4_GVI/AAAAAAAABC8/8buZ0Mrf3P8/s1600/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DKkF4_GVI/AAAAAAAABC8/8buZ0Mrf3P8/s400/DSC01456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454081870150965586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runnish? What on earth is that? A sort of running style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-583838579511480339?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/583838579511480339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/ingulish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/583838579511480339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/583838579511480339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/ingulish.html' title='Ingulish.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DJzpQQqkI/AAAAAAAABC0/iTIEVmdQUj4/s72-c/DSC01454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-7868452760472576199</id><published>2010-03-29T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:37:05.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nest.</title><content type='html'>Remember last year when I did a post about a possible &lt;a href="http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/06/making-homes.html"&gt;birds nest in my air con&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nearly 10 months later, something was actually done about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently when the builders were installing my air-con, they forgot to seal up a hole where all the cables go through. Making it a perfect nesting ground. Waking up at 5 am every morning to the sound of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chirping&lt;/span&gt; birds can be pretty annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DGxN_Vo3I/AAAAAAAABCU/8xjHFrrInxs/s1600/105_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DGxN_Vo3I/AAAAAAAABCU/8xjHFrrInxs/s400/105_0547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454077697616880498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To actually do something, one would actually need to climb out the roof and go over. I didn't do that for 2 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I've terrified of highs.&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm so heavy that I'll probably break the tiles and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dad did it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DICf4R5xI/AAAAAAAABCc/5-Z_me_TtMk/s1600/105_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DICf4R5xI/AAAAAAAABCc/5-Z_me_TtMk/s400/105_0548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454079093988517650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you can't really tell. The black wire is suppose to be completely coated in the gray substance. Unfortunately, the birds decided to be lazy and just use that to make their nest instead of flying around looking for twigs and mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DImzqu66I/AAAAAAAABCk/tFzeDf3RRq0/s1600/105_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DImzqu66I/AAAAAAAABCk/tFzeDf3RRq0/s400/105_0551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454079717775698850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nest is too deep for us to take is out, so we just covered the hole with newspaper. Hopefully it'll keep the birds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye, my nearly daily 5am alarm clock. I shall not miss you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-7868452760472576199?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7868452760472576199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/nest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7868452760472576199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7868452760472576199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/nest.html' title='Nest.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S7DGxN_Vo3I/AAAAAAAABCU/8xjHFrrInxs/s72-c/105_0547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-96947806963114539</id><published>2010-03-29T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:51:33.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I doing?</title><content type='html'>I seriously dunno why I'm doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did one of those Facebook stuff, where I had to write a 100 truths. Which I honestly think is pretty lame, but for some odd reason I still did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 100 Truths about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: water&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: too long ago to remember&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: from the person instructing me on how to do this.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to:jon's mum singing it...dunno the name.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: outwardly or inwardly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: never even dated&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: refer to 6&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: virgin lips&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: i guess?&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend: yes&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love: no&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: absolutely&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you: couldn't tell&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends are:to know that, I need a tragic disaster to fall upon me. then i'll see who my real friends are. Thankfully, I've had a disaster free life so far.&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you: no, but i know they do...it's called gossip&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend: what does this mean...? kissed anyone on your friend.... huh?&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: most&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have: never really though about it&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets: yes, 2&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name: nope.&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday: sitting for an exam.&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today: 6.30&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night:reading.&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: as of now.. one thing.&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: now, she's watching me type this line.&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: dunno&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: silence.&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yes&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now:filling this thing... 65 more..&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited web page: no idea.. not fb&lt;br /&gt;36. What's your real name: ****** ***&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames: i hate them&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: single&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Gemini&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female: male&lt;br /&gt;41. Elementary School: SJK Chung Hua No. 4 , Kuching&lt;br /&gt;42. Middle School: SMK Green Road.&lt;br /&gt;43. High school/college: SMK Green Road&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour: Black/brown i guess..?&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short: short&lt;br /&gt;46. Height: too tall for my own good at time..&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone: hmm.. you know...&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you like about yourself: nothing&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings: hell no&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: heaven forbid&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery: being born.. does that count?&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: refer to 49&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: lazy to say&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined: swimming&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation: can't remember&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers: how would i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating: no&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking: no&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to:fill in 38 more of this stuff&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to: Isn't this the same as 32? Running out of ideas eh?&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting on: something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids: i guess&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married: yup&lt;br /&gt;66. Career: still thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes: both&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: both&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller: anything&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: I don't look at age... but obviously not TOO old or young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: both&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: both&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: both&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship: relationship&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant: in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger: I hope not&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor: brandy count?&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts: yes.&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date:never even dated...&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken someones heart: i hope not&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested: nope&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down: urrr...&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died: does my dog count?&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend: don't you always start out as friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself: at times&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles: yes&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight: highly unlikely, but not impossible&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven: of course&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus: no, but i still like presents&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: a bit hasty no?&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time:single remember?&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today: if you can call  it that&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody: in a relationship, no. As in bluff people, yes&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go: the beginning of time&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be: nothing interesting to relive&lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love: I'm skeptical...but not really, as long as it's not infatuation&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths: finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to blog about something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-96947806963114539?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/96947806963114539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-am-i-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/96947806963114539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/96947806963114539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What am I doing?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3253191502895681986</id><published>2010-03-26T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T18:20:31.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling ...or not?</title><content type='html'>I was at 7 eleven when I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6yJWOt9qqI/AAAAAAAABCM/0uJtuv01IZY/s1600/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6yJWOt9qqI/AAAAAAAABCM/0uJtuv01IZY/s400/DSC01446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452884263839836834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be one of the most contradicting signs ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall sell ice to you at RM 1.60. Oh wait..... it's says we can't. But yet is says we do as well......&lt;br /&gt;How?????????????? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3253191502895681986?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3253191502895681986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/selling-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3253191502895681986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3253191502895681986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/selling-or-not.html' title='Selling ...or not?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6yJWOt9qqI/AAAAAAAABCM/0uJtuv01IZY/s72-c/DSC01446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-9109008878514077146</id><published>2010-03-23T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:21:04.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tissue Challenge-Behind the scenes.</title><content type='html'>This is the so called behind-the-scenes video of the &lt;a href="http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/tissue-challange_21.html"&gt;tissue challenge&lt;/a&gt; video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="313"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l40PEv_yU30&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l40PEv_yU30&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though, to me it's just another video, with hardly any relation to the previous video. So it's a bit wrong to call it behind-the-scenes no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-9109008878514077146?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/9109008878514077146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/tissue-challenge-behind-scenes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/9109008878514077146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/9109008878514077146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/tissue-challenge-behind-scenes.html' title='Tissue Challenge-Behind the scenes.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2204941027636683548</id><published>2010-03-21T16:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:58:37.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Mall Race.</title><content type='html'>Earlier this holiday, The Star newspaper organised a race in tHe spring mall, and called it 'The Amazing Mall Race'. &lt;strike&gt;how chessie can you get?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XZ8mWEDGI/AAAAAAAABA0/X_Da9e_VFRY/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XZ8mWEDGI/AAAAAAAABA0/X_Da9e_VFRY/s400/DSC01427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451002559110319202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was in collaboration of the release of the Sarawak Edition of The Star papers. For those of you who don't know. The Star is normally printed in West Malaysia and flown over to Sarawak and Sabah. But now, they've set a printing centre here. Meaning, we now get The Star faster and cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To participate in this race you need to be in teams of 2. So my friend Barnaby and I decided to joined the race. Our group name was B.E. No prizes for guessing what they mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the 2 of us, there was another pair of friends who joined as well. Katrice and Shannon with the group name 'Blueberry Pie'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XfvyNiaKI/AAAAAAAABA8/fIHpyWUG3Lg/s1600-h/DSC01421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XfvyNiaKI/AAAAAAAABA8/fIHpyWUG3Lg/s400/DSC01421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451008936027252898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the actual race, there were a couple of games played. One of them was where 2 teams had 3 minutes to solve a jigsaw blox puzzle. Now the host said that the IQ of a 5 year old child could solve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friend and I decided to give it a try......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes later.........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The puzzle still wasn't done... I suppose that means the combined IQ of the 2 of us is lower than of a 5 years old child..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! The other group stole our pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But we still got prizes for participating anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xkkdon6cI/AAAAAAAABBE/T53TKb4mc_A/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xkkdon6cI/AAAAAAAABBE/T53TKb4mc_A/s400/DSC01422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451014239083293122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the to race itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out with 20 teams. We all had to race to Starbucks and the Blue Cube (which happen to be on opposite ends of the mall) take something from them and then take a picture there. Only the top 10 teams would move on to the next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having a 5 second head start, we still ended up getting 3rd place for that round. SOMEHOW, the pair in front of us beat us. Why am I saying that? Cause the girl was wearing a super short miniskirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on Earth are you suppose to run in that? Someone please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XnD3K6roI/AAAAAAAABBM/4MzFsi9VG-0/s1600-h/DSC01429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XnD3K6roI/AAAAAAAABBM/4MzFsi9VG-0/s400/DSC01429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451016977537216130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second round, we had to run to 6 different locations in tHe Spring and receive a chop from them and take a picture. Note: During both rounds, we all had to have a copy of The Star with us. The first 5 would move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly... we came in 7th.................sigh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.................................................................................................... by some miracle the last 6 teams all didn't complete one task. So we were still in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To decide which team got into the finals, we had a quiz, which we sadly didn't win. But the Blueberry Pie won it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last round, each team was give RM 20 and asked to buy,&lt;br /&gt;1) A hot drink.&lt;br /&gt;2) A cold drink.&lt;br /&gt;3) A canned drink&lt;br /&gt;4) A rice meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team who spent closes to RM 20 would win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winning team is................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blueberry Pie!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who won loads of vouchers and RM 200!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XpLnoeMEI/AAAAAAAABBU/zeVPCtu9Cxk/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XpLnoeMEI/AAAAAAAABBU/zeVPCtu9Cxk/s400/DSC01436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451019309828419650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the stuff we won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XpY1Tq2wI/AAAAAAAABBc/ovUZOmUzv0g/s1600-h/DSC01424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XpY1Tq2wI/AAAAAAAABBc/ovUZOmUzv0g/s400/DSC01424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451019536837565186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the envelopes it came in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xpphsi8lI/AAAAAAAABBk/8eXb60xXN-8/s1600-h/DSC01426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xpphsi8lI/AAAAAAAABBk/8eXb60xXN-8/s400/DSC01426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451019823630971474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something on the Starbucks voucher caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xp2NMsWJI/AAAAAAAABBs/E6oDrO4cNuo/s1600-h/DSC01425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xp2NMsWJI/AAAAAAAABBs/E6oDrO4cNuo/s400/DSC01425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451020041466960018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean I have to go all the way down to Precinct 88 for a cupp of coffee!!???&lt;br /&gt;Bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the race was over, our paper looked like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xqb4zx7WI/AAAAAAAABB0/nPnY0A3z4IU/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6Xqb4zx7WI/AAAAAAAABB0/nPnY0A3z4IU/s400/DSC01428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451020688828788066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite not being able to use the vouchers at Starbucks in tHE spring, that didn't stop us from going over to enjoy a cup of coffee and some sinfully rich fattening cheese cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XrNpWv0CI/AAAAAAAABB8/e9cY8P0eAeM/s1600-h/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XrNpWv0CI/AAAAAAAABB8/e9cY8P0eAeM/s400/DSC01437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451021543673942050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XrTYHejqI/AAAAAAAABCE/MLVaRxuxJEg/s1600-h/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XrTYHejqI/AAAAAAAABCE/MLVaRxuxJEg/s400/DSC01435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451021642125708962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the left: Barnaby, the host and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2204941027636683548?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2204941027636683548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/amazing-mall-race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2204941027636683548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2204941027636683548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/amazing-mall-race.html' title='The Amazing Mall Race.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S6XZ8mWEDGI/AAAAAAAABA0/X_Da9e_VFRY/s72-c/DSC01427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5997619107092987</id><published>2010-03-21T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:29:54.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tissue Challange.</title><content type='html'>Now this video is only funny if you know the people inside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was made by 2 of my friends who finished SPM last year, and had too much free time on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="313"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeEn-TFnMbw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BeEn-TFnMbw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5997619107092987?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5997619107092987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/tissue-challange_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5997619107092987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5997619107092987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/tissue-challange_21.html' title='Tissue Challange.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3360513026090043747</id><published>2010-03-15T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:12:38.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suparheroes?</title><content type='html'>I know that &lt;a href="http://thesamsii.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sam&lt;/a&gt; has already blogged about this. But it's just so funny, that I just have to post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty old, in fact I think most of you guys might have seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50KNhpSkEI/AAAAAAAABAs/7P4_F9Iev90/s1600-h/super+bat++edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50KNhpSkEI/AAAAAAAABAs/7P4_F9Iev90/s400/super+bat++edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448522351674298434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know which one is more hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that he's named after a superhero or the fact that his grandad misspelt his dads name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supArman... seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3360513026090043747?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3360513026090043747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/suparheroes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3360513026090043747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3360513026090043747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/suparheroes.html' title='Suparheroes?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50KNhpSkEI/AAAAAAAABAs/7P4_F9Iev90/s72-c/super+bat++edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3226869307156326318</id><published>2010-03-14T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:01:26.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pork Burger.</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: *the following post contains certain content that may be insulting or disturbing to certain people. I do not claim any responsibility, should anyone be insulted/disturbed/injured.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you wanted to read the post even more after reading the disclaimer above?&lt;br /&gt;I bet a whole lot of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as you might have guessed from the title. This post is about PORK!! To be more specific, pork burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50EqbdvNEI/AAAAAAAABAM/PIoadVi1g7c/s1600-h/105_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50EqbdvNEI/AAAAAAAABAM/PIoadVi1g7c/s400/105_0520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448516251161670722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a country were more than half the population can't eat pork, makes it quite hard to find a pork burger around here. &lt;strike&gt; I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mc'Ds&lt;/span&gt; outside Malaysia sells pork burgers! No fair! &lt;/strike&gt; So I make it a point to buy one if I ever see it being sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from a stall outside Butchers Deli which is at Premier 101. In fact I think the stall is owned by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50Fa2bNBFI/AAAAAAAABAU/J3NVzfqMYww/s1600-h/105_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50Fa2bNBFI/AAAAAAAABAU/J3NVzfqMYww/s400/105_0517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448517083032519762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the sticker was a big give away wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reservation I have about this was the price. The burger was roughly half the size of my palm, and it cost whooping 6.60!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like day and night robbery at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50Gne0AKAI/AAAAAAAABAc/ffJscERPthM/s1600-h/105_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50Gne0AKAI/AAAAAAAABAc/ffJscERPthM/s400/105_0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448518399544010754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, it was well worth it. I dunno why, but pork has something in it that makes it just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SOO&lt;/span&gt; nice. That nice tender texture, the fragrant smell of the freshly cooked pork, the juicy...... juice that is secreted every time you take a bite, the slightly crunchy outside with a soft inside. And best of all, the feeling in your heart knowing that you can eat and that some others can never enjoy what your feeling. &lt;strike&gt; Ignoring the fact that it's bad for your health.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I go out and get another one........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3226869307156326318?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3226869307156326318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/pork-burger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3226869307156326318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3226869307156326318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/pork-burger.html' title='Pork Burger.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50EqbdvNEI/AAAAAAAABAM/PIoadVi1g7c/s72-c/105_0520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2198979015947325451</id><published>2010-03-14T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:41:22.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardwork</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I've been going to this tuition for over a year, and I've never really notice this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50DLwIDO-I/AAAAAAAAA_8/tPq8JCEWrGA/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50DLwIDO-I/AAAAAAAAA_8/tPq8JCEWrGA/s400/DSC01403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448514624620280802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be like the lazy mans best qoute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the picture suited the the qoute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50DYx1YElI/AAAAAAAABAE/-DLpG2qeC3A/s1600-h/DSC01404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50DYx1YElI/AAAAAAAABAE/-DLpG2qeC3A/s400/DSC01404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448514848417124946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time someone askes me why I'm not working hard, I know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2198979015947325451?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2198979015947325451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/hardwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2198979015947325451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2198979015947325451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/hardwork.html' title='Hardwork'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S50DLwIDO-I/AAAAAAAAA_8/tPq8JCEWrGA/s72-c/DSC01403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-6819405231980179398</id><published>2010-03-14T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:35:21.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comeback.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry I haven't been blogging for like 2 weeks. But I've been studying and sitting for my exams so yea.... being in s1 doesn't make it any easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now as the hols beginning, I shall be going to band everyday, getting black....sigh... I just turned back into a reasonable colour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try to do a day to day post on band camp, since that will be the only thing I'll be doing. But no promises though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-6819405231980179398?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6819405231980179398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/comeback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6819405231980179398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6819405231980179398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/comeback.html' title='Comeback.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5903108322218662910</id><published>2010-02-21T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:54:43.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong.</title><content type='html'>I learned something new this Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FGKTb43EI/AAAAAAAAA_k/6jv967vRmys/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FGKTb43EI/AAAAAAAAA_k/6jv967vRmys/s400/DSC01392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440706967670152258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned how to play mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those things I've always wanted to try, but never got the chance.&lt;br /&gt;Whilst going group visiting with my friends, we went to someones house whose household played mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being interested in learning to play this game, I immediately and excitedly went over to learn how to play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FHgGMyL9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/vjYxhiSbLdo/s1600-h/DSC01391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FHgGMyL9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/vjYxhiSbLdo/s400/DSC01391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440708441585889234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the problem was, mahjong is a very Chinese game, and my Mandarin sucks. So I didn't understand almost all the terms. Luckily, I had a friend who kindly translated everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, one of them said '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is the first time I've played mahjong, and heard someone speak English'&lt;/span&gt; in Mandarin of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part is, I actually won a round! Wahahahaha! Beginners luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FJHqJru8I/AAAAAAAAA_0/hx0RRrpanhY/s1600-h/DSC01393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FJHqJru8I/AAAAAAAAA_0/hx0RRrpanhY/s400/DSC01393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440710220763085762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5903108322218662910?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5903108322218662910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/mahjong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5903108322218662910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5903108322218662910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/mahjong.html' title='Mahjong.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FGKTb43EI/AAAAAAAAA_k/6jv967vRmys/s72-c/DSC01392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2562393826001275138</id><published>2010-02-21T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:39:36.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to blow up an orange.</title><content type='html'>1) Have an orange.&lt;br /&gt;2) Get a firecracker.&lt;br /&gt;3) Stuff the firecracker into the orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FECi52IcI/AAAAAAAAA_M/4dD8-jjfDa0/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FECi52IcI/AAAAAAAAA_M/4dD8-jjfDa0/s400/DSC01379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440704635360125378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Light the firecracker.&lt;br /&gt;5) Run as far away as you can, cause you're gonna get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;splattered&lt;/span&gt; with orange bits of you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was all I could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FE330wSbI/AAAAAAAAA_U/C4uNhPWsZ4U/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FE330wSbI/AAAAAAAAA_U/C4uNhPWsZ4U/s400/DSC01382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440705551508982194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, the smell of smoke and citric acid do not go well hand-in-hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2562393826001275138?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2562393826001275138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-blow-up-orange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2562393826001275138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2562393826001275138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-blow-up-orange.html' title='How to blow up an orange.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S4FECi52IcI/AAAAAAAAA_M/4dD8-jjfDa0/s72-c/DSC01379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4116069225149669720</id><published>2010-02-14T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:55:44.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day.</title><content type='html'>Valentines Day. A day where there are 2 main emotions floating around in the air. Love and despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all situations, there are 2 sides of the coin here, the side everybody looks at and the side everybody just simply ignores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side 1: Love&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3ZGJzqTqUI/AAAAAAAAA-k/worMFuhYExA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3ZGJzqTqUI/AAAAAAAAA-k/worMFuhYExA/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437610734396877122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you all are familiar with this emotion This situation is mostly for couples.&lt;br /&gt;During the build up towards V-Day, you see boyfriends fretting on what to get for their girlfriends. Some ask for advice their friends, some ask advice from their girlfriends friends. Some don't anybody and just get a gift themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a time where you see lots of couples sprouting out left right and center. Everybody thinks this is the perfect time to confess to the person you like. Send them a gift and ask them to be your valentine. If you get accepted then it's Happy Valentine's Day! for you, if not then its despair for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so girls are normally showered with gifts and some guys are given gifts as well. You see clubs going for class to class delivering gifts ordered by other people. And you see quite a number of teachers annoyed by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the fact that there are always those couples PDA-ing oblivious to the outside world. And if you have more liberal parents and a deep wallet, you go and take your girl out on a date. Go watch a romantic movie, have a fancy candlelight dinner, topped of with a late night stroll in a park somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side 2: Despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3gcw-DwPTI/AAAAAAAAA_E/HEap8vXXXHo/s1600-h/despair-motivational.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3gcw-DwPTI/AAAAAAAAA_E/HEap8vXXXHo/s400/despair-motivational.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438128177667915058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you would be familiar with this emotion, especially if you're older. This is situation is mostly for those who are single, recently single or recently rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk around everyday, looking at the happy couples around you. You wish you could be like them. If you're older(like 25 and above) you wonder when you're gonna get a girlfriend, and maybe marry her and settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like someone, you can only gaze at a distance and dream of being with her. But you know of the harsh reality that, that will never happen. You do weird things like stare at her picture for hours at a time, wishing that she'll accept you. you curse yourself silently for not having the guts to go and tell her your true feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you despair because you don't have what the people on side :1 have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I'm talking from the relationship point of view of Valentine's Day. I'm sure some people would beg to differ on my definition of Valentine's Day. I understand that there are various ways to view Valentine's Day, But just I'm talking about it from this angle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4116069225149669720?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4116069225149669720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/v-day_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4116069225149669720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4116069225149669720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/v-day_14.html' title='V-day.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3ZGJzqTqUI/AAAAAAAAA-k/worMFuhYExA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1893616317494962240</id><published>2010-02-14T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:36:37.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>Well guys, it has been 1 year since I started this blog. Man time really flies doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why I started this blog. It definitely wasn't because everybody was getting one, cause by the time I set this up the craze had died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was something I had always wanted to do but never went around to doing it. And finally on the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of February 2009, I started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I done quite well so far. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Admittedly&lt;/span&gt; there have been times where I felt really too lazy to blog and just out on some crappy post for the sake of posting something. I'm not addicted to blogging like some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blogging&lt;/span&gt; has kinda like become part of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lifestyle&lt;/span&gt; now. Though taking pictures for my blog can be a hassle at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at my earlier post, you can tell that I was being very generic with my post not revealing much about myself and all. However now, as you can see, my blog has become a little more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;personal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to fool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; and think I have a lot of readers, but I think I don't have many. The only person I know which constantly reads my blog is my dad...... sad isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, a year has passed and now I'm living in troubled times with my studies and attempts at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;courtship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck in another year of blogging guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1893616317494962240?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1893616317494962240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1893616317494962240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1893616317494962240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5328165410805966565</id><published>2010-02-14T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T19:40:43.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in 1</title><content type='html'>Today is a very special day, cause I'm celebrating 3 things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3fg7Dd7hpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/X358MefQjC0/s1600-h/year_of_the_tiger_chinese_new_year_card-p137530777308655828qiae_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3fg7Dd7hpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/X358MefQjC0/s400/year_of_the_tiger_chinese_new_year_card-p137530777308655828qiae_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438062380220909202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Valentine's Day( Okay.. I'm not really celebrating this cause there's no one to celebrate this with)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3fhC09hVzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1tRgU-UY7SY/s1600-h/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3fhC09hVzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1tRgU-UY7SY/s400/valentines_day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438062513765832498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My blog is now 1 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3fhH64tviI/AAAAAAAAA-8/8629dJm-YRs/s1600-h/images+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3fhH64tviI/AAAAAAAAA-8/8629dJm-YRs/s400/images+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438062601255632418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5328165410805966565?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5328165410805966565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-in-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5328165410805966565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5328165410805966565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-in-1.html' title='3 in 1'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3fg7Dd7hpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/X358MefQjC0/s72-c/year_of_the_tiger_chinese_new_year_card-p137530777308655828qiae_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8564681968384039418</id><published>2010-02-12T21:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:17:52.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inter-class Debate Competition 2010.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it's a very long name. However that was the name given to me by the person in-charge of the whole thing. In fact the full thing is, ' Inter-class debate competition 2010' organised by SMK Green Road English Language Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in no way getting paid for this. Ohh how I wish if it were so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Saturday the English Language Club organised an inter-class debate competition. Which was a week after the debate workshop in Lodge, which I sorely regret not going.... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VcRFsUDlI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pII-bBrj3aw/s1600-h/105_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VcRFsUDlI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pII-bBrj3aw/s400/105_0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437353573775314514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their debate shirt. I like. The squirrel part is an inside joke. They're not actually squirrels. Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.... so I was helping out  since I had nothing better to do plus I wanted to integrate myself into the group before the 27th.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The debate competition was on Friday and Saturday, unfortunately I only brought my camera on Saturday, so I only have pictures for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3Vdq8Dq7EI/AAAAAAAAA9c/B3IEIcb8J0I/s1600-h/105_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3Vdq8Dq7EI/AAAAAAAAA9c/B3IEIcb8J0I/s400/105_0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437355117377154114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen, the person in-charge of all this, and the person who gave me the super long name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, was the semi-finals and the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the semi-finalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VefiHk-aI/AAAAAAAAA9s/UxwFlJ5D9jc/s1600-h/105_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VefiHk-aI/AAAAAAAAA9s/UxwFlJ5D9jc/s400/105_0486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437356020947286434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the left: Avery Sim, DeeDee, Bibiana Kueh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VeuYZPebI/AAAAAAAAA90/5rQEVZOBggc/s1600-h/105_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VeuYZPebI/AAAAAAAAA90/5rQEVZOBggc/s400/105_0488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437356276035058098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the left: Doreen Kho, Karen Ho, Jonathon Jong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VeSVMKzgI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Nh9TUUW8qDQ/s1600-h/105_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VeSVMKzgI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Nh9TUUW8qDQ/s400/105_0487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437355794138582530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the left: Eswinder Kaur, Tsai Ching, Krystle Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3Ve4u6y9vI/AAAAAAAAA98/3C_ziTUHRyM/s1600-h/105_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3Ve4u6y9vI/AAAAAAAAA98/3C_ziTUHRyM/s400/105_0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437356453880067826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the left: Malachi Ting, Wong Hui Mei, Melanie Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the people who didn't get into the semi's but did a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VfEQ54tlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ULY57tuUsO4/s1600-h/19665_298076358634_556398634_3372131_1134508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VfEQ54tlI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ULY57tuUsO4/s400/19665_298076358634_556398634_3372131_1134508_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437356651981616722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho bloody idiot who took the photo, accidentally added someones head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped out in the debate between Team 3 and Team 4. I was the timekeeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VhdQ3TAwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/53NwyvNpwGk/s1600-h/105_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VhdQ3TAwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/53NwyvNpwGk/s400/105_0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437359280490742530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adjudicators. Karen, Arianne, David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Team 4 won this round and Team 1 won the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the finals were between these two teams. Unfortunately, I had to leave early and didn't get to see who won the finals. But I was told that it was Team 4. Congrats Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3ViILSN71I/AAAAAAAAA-U/PmmsLhZlJbU/s1600-h/105_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3ViILSN71I/AAAAAAAAA-U/PmmsLhZlJbU/s400/105_0490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437360017727418194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya.... that was roughly how the 'Inter-class debate competition 2010' organised by SMK Green Road English Language Club went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up would be inter-school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3Viq_cg7vI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kDgfOdXQvcM/s1600-h/19665_298076383634_556398634_3372132_6094674_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3Viq_cg7vI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kDgfOdXQvcM/s400/19665_298076383634_556398634_3372132_6094674_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437360615844802290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8564681968384039418?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8564681968384039418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/inter-class-debate-competition-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8564681968384039418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8564681968384039418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/inter-class-debate-competition-2010.html' title='Inter-class Debate Competition 2010.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VcRFsUDlI/AAAAAAAAA9U/pII-bBrj3aw/s72-c/105_0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-919859605833606748</id><published>2010-02-12T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:35:59.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar powered... flashlight???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VXj90mrmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/nn7OyH_FcZM/s1600-h/105_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VXj90mrmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/nn7OyH_FcZM/s400/105_0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437348400521981538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got this as a free gift while buying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bak gua&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really just cracked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see......&lt;br /&gt;You use a flashlight when it's dark, like when it's night time.&lt;br /&gt;Solar powered would mean it requires sunlight to power it.&lt;br /&gt;So to use this flashlight, I would need sunlight to use it....when I would actually use it when there is no light....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my point now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VY4M905xI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NN7b1NwD_6A/s1600-h/105_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VY4M905xI/AAAAAAAAA9M/NN7b1NwD_6A/s400/105_0500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437349847696205586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know it actually means that the battery can be recharged, however at first glimpse that's what I took it for. I mean, seriously.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you would have understood what it really meant at first glimpse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-919859605833606748?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/919859605833606748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/solar-powered-flashlight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/919859605833606748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/919859605833606748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/solar-powered-flashlight.html' title='Solar powered... flashlight???'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S3VXj90mrmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/nn7OyH_FcZM/s72-c/105_0499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-446150696579665585</id><published>2010-02-08T18:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:16:00.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuih Momo.</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, I bake Kuih Momo! Yes, I bake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it's not really that hard, all you've got to do is add Ghee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_ioFu3hTI/AAAAAAAAA8M/sfWFeG2MAn8/s1600-h/105_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_ioFu3hTI/AAAAAAAAA8M/sfWFeG2MAn8/s400/105_0457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435812453620876594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flour, icing sugar, milk powder, mix it very well and it becomes this thing.......... I have no idea what to call this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_i9KjO2WI/AAAAAAAAA8U/eBlULDCpLHk/s1600-h/105_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_i9KjO2WI/AAAAAAAAA8U/eBlULDCpLHk/s400/105_0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435812815691503970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then you just manually mould the shapes you want. And the you get this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_jPhrXXRI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Pp1HGhRKo6c/s1600-h/105_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_jPhrXXRI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Pp1HGhRKo6c/s400/105_0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435813131137277202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_jsDHdK0I/AAAAAAAAA8k/Kr1-J7zbxAs/s1600-h/105_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_jsDHdK0I/AAAAAAAAA8k/Kr1-J7zbxAs/s400/105_0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435813621149805378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're done, just chuck it into the oven for 15 minutes, and coat it with more icing sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it didn't turn out as soft as I hoped it to be. As you all know, Kuih Momo is suppose to 'melt' in your mouth, unfortunately mine didn't. However, all in all I think it was a general success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_kKY3-04I/AAAAAAAAA8s/q8lBqOH6hxE/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_kKY3-04I/AAAAAAAAA8s/q8lBqOH6hxE/s400/DSC01370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435814142386557826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-446150696579665585?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/446150696579665585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/kuih-momo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/446150696579665585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/446150696579665585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/kuih-momo.html' title='Kuih Momo.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2_ioFu3hTI/AAAAAAAAA8M/sfWFeG2MAn8/s72-c/105_0457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3961207318623539503</id><published>2010-02-05T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:43:13.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2w22e5E3XI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MM7qtxiXl_4/s1600-h/Avatar+2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2w22e5E3XI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MM7qtxiXl_4/s400/Avatar+2.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434779159962639730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he'll be the next Avatar movie. He certainly looks the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3961207318623539503?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3961207318623539503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3961207318623539503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3961207318623539503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar-20.html' title='Avatar 2.0'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2w22e5E3XI/AAAAAAAAA8E/MM7qtxiXl_4/s72-c/Avatar+2.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3277259359018246001</id><published>2010-01-31T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:43:45.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finality.</title><content type='html'>M&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed to be the longest I've ever waited for anything, my wait has ended. I finally got my answer. I tell you man, the suspense was killing me.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?' what's it gonna be?' ' what's it gonna be?'&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;I tried to fool myself saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Don't think about it, don't kill yourself over it, just let it be,  the answer will come in time.'&lt;/span&gt; But in truth subconsciously that's all I ever though about. I just had to have a second where I wasn't think about something else, and BAM! the thoughts just down came like a torrential downpour.L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;I could be chatting with my friends, and just suddenly think about it for no apparent reason. It invaded my dreams, sometimes in a good way sometimes in a bad way. I've spent sleepless nights pondering about it, the thoughts just won't go away, maybe I actually wanted to have those thoughts.N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;Now the wait is over, and I finally got my reply. It wasn't what I wanted but hey in life you can't always get what you want.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;How do I feel now?O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I'm not sure. I feel sad that's for sure. But I feel relieved that the wait is over as well. At least I can go on with life and not look back and ask myself 'I wonder what would have happened if I had done it?' I have no regrets in the actions that I have done. The question I have is ' Did I move too quickly? Should i have waited for more time to pass and the storm to settle?'Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 ways to handle this situation.U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;1. I could mope around a feel sorry for myself. Do stupid stuff. Feel that the world has betrayed me, and that life is not worth living. I could fall into the world of despair and be emo all the time. I could turn my back on my friends and be a social outcast.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;2. I could take it like a matured person and accept the decision and move on. It will be hard at first, and there will be spells of sadness, but I could fight and get back on my own 2 feet. I could harbour no ill feelings and respect the decision. Realise that I can't force the decision and that everybody has their own right to make their own decisions.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;I will take No. 2. Because a wise friend once told me, sadness, depression and emo-ness is addictive. Not in an obvious sense, but in the sense that people at times feel that way because they want to. Because they enjoy it.  N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will respect your decision and harbour no ill feelings. And friends we shall remain then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is love because it isn't ordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3277259359018246001?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3277259359018246001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/finality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3277259359018246001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3277259359018246001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/finality.html' title='Finality.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2264479844733917306</id><published>2010-01-28T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:55:20.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The wrong side.</title><content type='html'>I was reading an anime blog when I came upon this picture. I though it was so hilarious that I've decided to post it up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2MEEK4MVHI/AAAAAAAAA78/k1KqpG7zI9c/s1600-h/hidamari3_03_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2MEEK4MVHI/AAAAAAAAA78/k1KqpG7zI9c/s400/hidamari3_03_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432190045224981618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This totally redefines the phrase, 'Waking up on the wrong side of the bed'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I quote the blogger who posted this up. I LOL'ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2264479844733917306?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2264479844733917306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/wrong-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2264479844733917306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2264479844733917306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/wrong-side.html' title='The wrong side.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S2MEEK4MVHI/AAAAAAAAA78/k1KqpG7zI9c/s72-c/hidamari3_03_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-6232479214910733046</id><published>2010-01-26T22:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:04:23.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depature.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm like a week late in putting this post. But the person involved in this post is now down under so it's not like he can do anything to me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I lost another friend. Sad isn't. Don't worry he's still alive, instead he's now in Melbourne, Australia. Why is everyone moving away???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christoper Thomas James Ngu *insert Chinese name*. I'm sorry I can't remember your Chinese name Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S18ByeKEwvI/AAAAAAAAA7k/23SFR9v8128/s1600-h/103_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S18ByeKEwvI/AAAAAAAAA7k/23SFR9v8128/s400/103_0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431061642232513266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the guy at the very right. Looking like a complete retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact he's the person who told about the &lt;a href="http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/patriotic.html"&gt;upside down flag&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a very hectic 'getting out of school' and chasing my car. I went over to the airport with a couple of other friends to see him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh.... to be honest I don't really know what to talk about..... All I know is he took so many pictures till his mouth hurt from smiling so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S18C0bIl-2I/AAAAAAAAA70/L7YBrWYvh9Q/s1600-h/22363_264379837282_624147282_3853784_6507931_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S18C0bIl-2I/AAAAAAAAA70/L7YBrWYvh9Q/s400/22363_264379837282_624147282_3853784_6507931_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062775292361570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Chris, hope you enjoy aussie, make new friends, stay close to God, and MAKE sure you come back when you have the chance. Haha, don't forget to come back with an Australian accent. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S18CgWLKfUI/AAAAAAAAA7s/IAMzN9Xtn70/s1600-h/20932_256215909351_707369351_3395883_4527533_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S18CgWLKfUI/AAAAAAAAA7s/IAMzN9Xtn70/s400/20932_256215909351_707369351_3395883_4527533_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062430363581762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s Hope you forgive me for calling you a retard. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-6232479214910733046?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6232479214910733046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/depature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6232479214910733046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6232479214910733046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/depature.html' title='Depature.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S18ByeKEwvI/AAAAAAAAA7k/23SFR9v8128/s72-c/103_0639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4504529262404337490</id><published>2010-01-24T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:09:48.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day.</title><content type='html'>My friend told me this and I think in some ways it's really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'I'm glad I'm a girl because I don't have to chase girls who are ridiculously complicated and hard to understand'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'God made man first so that he may have time to mature and understand the complexities of women'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4504529262404337490?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4504529262404337490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4504529262404337490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4504529262404337490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8956054240932830902</id><published>2010-01-23T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:10:49.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week.</title><content type='html'>A week has passed since then. A week I have waited. Comments like 'why can't we just be friends?', 'I'll avoid you..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;' and 'dream on' has been said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if they are directed at me or not. I hope not but I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say I'm paranoid I normally beg to differ, but sometimes I'm inclined to agree with them. I think to much that's why. It's easy to say, but hard to do. This is when the phrase 'easier said than done' really makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of uncertainty and not knowing is torturous. Everyday, I wonder what's going to happen. At this point I think I don't really care what the outcome is, I just would like to know the decision made. But I know deep down I wish for it to happen, but my brain tells me 'life doesn't always turn out the way you want it'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things I wish to tell, not in that sense, but in the sense that I would like to explain myself. Make myself clear on my intention. But I can't do that if the conversation doesn't even occur. I do not wish to say it in a note or mail or text, I wish to say it in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound like some lame dude now, but as of now I can't think of a better way to do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8956054240932830902?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8956054240932830902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8956054240932830902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8956054240932830902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/week.html' title='A week.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4871924895178829676</id><published>2010-01-16T23:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:26:12.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>Today, I overcame my fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fear of rejection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fear of failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fear of the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did what I had never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I felt free for the first time in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I said what I  have been trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I gained courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made the first move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I abandoned my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I moved before I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I trusted my instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I listenned to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I started New Year Resolution 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I took a step foward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I entered the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did it in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I confessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wait for tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4871924895178829676?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4871924895178829676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4871924895178829676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4871924895178829676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5709899990167473366</id><published>2010-01-13T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:29:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The worst song to sing at a wedding ever.</title><content type='html'>A couple months back, I attended a distance relatives weddings. Being a typical Chinese wedding, there was karaoke during the wedding. I discovered that night what the worst song to sing at a wedding was. It's 'Please release me' by Engelbert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Humperdinck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Please release me let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;for I don't love you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;to waste our lives would be a sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;release me and let me love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have found a new love dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and I will always want her near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;her lips are warm while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;your's&lt;/span&gt; are cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;release me my Darling let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Please release me can't you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;you'd be a fool to cling to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;to live a lie would bring us pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;release me and let me love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shit you not. Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; sang this at a wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5709899990167473366?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5709899990167473366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/worst-song-to-song-at-wedding-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5709899990167473366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5709899990167473366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/worst-song-to-song-at-wedding-ever.html' title='The worst song to sing at a wedding ever.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8002170450976886633</id><published>2010-01-12T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:00:12.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs.</title><content type='html'>Blog. To me blogs are kinda like online diaries, except that people can read them. It's like a place where you can express the emotions you keep inside you. A place where you express your real feelings at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many type of blogs. There are vlogs, photoblogs, linklog, sketchblog, coparate blogs, fashion blogs, and people-who-have-a-blog-for-a-few-months-and-then-dont-use-it-and-don't-delete-it-so-other-people-can-use-the-URL-blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes someone can look cheerful and happy on the outside, but in their blogs it's sadness and pain and anxieties and emo-ness. The problem is some people are really like that and some people just out it up for fun. It's because of people like this that it's getting harder to tell the truths from the lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people use blogs to say what they hate about others, because they're too chicken to confront them themselves. Some people just have blogs because everybody is having one. Some people use their blogs to confess and break-up with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who just blog about their life, and there are those whose blog is their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say here is, blogs represent a part of ourselves, sometimes a part we don't usually show people. It's a place where we say things we don't say out loud for fear we ruin the image others have of us. To some, their blog is like their sanctuary. A place of peace, warmth and familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until....... A certain group of people come. They are called parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea how weird to know that your parents is reading your blog? It's like when you have your friends over, and you parents suddenly enter the room. Everybody becomes quite and there is this tense atmosphere in the room. Your friends now talk in whispers and your parent are attempting to make nice conversation with your friends. Your friends are suddenly polite and speak with manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing with blogs. I now have to be careful on what I post and how I post it.  I can't talk about things I normally would. It's just weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a blog can be read by anybody, but can't it be it can be read by anybody except your own parents? I'm probably in a lot trouble for posting this but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8002170450976886633?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8002170450976886633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8002170450976886633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8002170450976886633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogs.html' title='Blogs.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-578020537328712355</id><published>2010-01-10T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:58:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free satay</title><content type='html'>Free satay anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nq_udWLFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/s_y9TZz_tH8/s1600-h/DSC01324_cr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nq_udWLFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/s_y9TZz_tH8/s400/DSC01324_cr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425125606668250194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-578020537328712355?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/578020537328712355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/free-satay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/578020537328712355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/578020537328712355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/free-satay.html' title='Free satay'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nq_udWLFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/s_y9TZz_tH8/s72-c/DSC01324_cr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2986366035506690955</id><published>2010-01-10T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:25:43.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandwish anyone?</title><content type='html'>I was eating lunch today when I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nHBFbNtnI/AAAAAAAAA48/WcsGbLujMX4/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nHBFbNtnI/AAAAAAAAA48/WcsGbLujMX4/s400/DSC01325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425086047594591858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a chicken &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sandwish&lt;/span&gt; please, can I make a wich as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2986366035506690955?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2986366035506690955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/sandwish-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2986366035506690955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2986366035506690955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/sandwish-anyone.html' title='Sandwish anyone?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nHBFbNtnI/AAAAAAAAA48/WcsGbLujMX4/s72-c/DSC01325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3227268375863612596</id><published>2010-01-03T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:40:25.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make in where??</title><content type='html'>Quite a while back I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cr34LydsI/AAAAAAAAA40/AT_tBa1b1cA/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cr34LydsI/AAAAAAAAA40/AT_tBa1b1cA/s400/DSC01295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422522927817062082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things.&lt;br /&gt;One. Bad English.&lt;br /&gt;Two. Our sim cards are now make in japan?&lt;br /&gt;I though everything was make in China... (the mistakes are there on purpose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3227268375863612596?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3227268375863612596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-in-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3227268375863612596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3227268375863612596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-in-where.html' title='Make in where??'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cr34LydsI/AAAAAAAAA40/AT_tBa1b1cA/s72-c/DSC01295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-6098366207924035105</id><published>2010-01-03T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:36:44.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partly or skimmed?</title><content type='html'>My sister bought a carton of milk the other day and the label really interested me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0CowMTV8NI/AAAAAAAAA4s/8GlBnHn_7Uw/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0CowMTV8NI/AAAAAAAAA4s/8GlBnHn_7Uw/s400/DSC01317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422519497243619538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly.....??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What that suppose to mean? There's milk then there's skimmed milk. Is partly skimmed milk suppose to be in between?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know people generally drink skimmed milk cause they don't want to gain weight. Which I find quite ridicules because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;skimmed&lt;/span&gt; milk is pretty much tasteless. So you might just as well drink water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for people who couldn't care any less like me, we drink milk. Then we exercise to lose the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who would drink PARTLY skimmed milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who want to taste milk be not gain so much weight? Or people who want the calcium? Or suckers like me who buy it just for the sake of trying it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly thought it did taste pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-6098366207924035105?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6098366207924035105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/partly-or-skimmed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6098366207924035105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6098366207924035105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/partly-or-skimmed.html' title='Partly or skimmed?'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0CowMTV8NI/AAAAAAAAA4s/8GlBnHn_7Uw/s72-c/DSC01317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4435357402495922843</id><published>2010-01-03T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:23:44.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Shampoo.</title><content type='html'>Iwas at a supermarket the other day and saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cmk8qTGfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/mZ5Xlo5rfHQ/s1600-h/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cmk8qTGfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/mZ5Xlo5rfHQ/s400/DSC01318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517105043118578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cm2x9fbCI/AAAAAAAAA4k/YewUkWIC5ow/s1600-h/DSC01319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cm2x9fbCI/AAAAAAAAA4k/YewUkWIC5ow/s400/DSC01319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422517411408473122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat shampoo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last I checked cat's didn't like getting wet. So why on earth would you sell cat shampoo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not Beverly Hills, where pets are given the royal treatment with all the pedicures and manicures and whatevercures they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're called Kuching but seriously people.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would be dumb enough to attempt to shower their cat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4435357402495922843?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4435357402495922843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/cat-shampoo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4435357402495922843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4435357402495922843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/cat-shampoo.html' title='Cat Shampoo.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0Cmk8qTGfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/mZ5Xlo5rfHQ/s72-c/DSC01318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1346526532641645161</id><published>2010-01-01T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:18:34.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Happy New Year to you all. We now have entered the second decade of the millennium. 10 years ago, I was just about to start primary one and now I have my SPM. How time flies eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now the year 2010. the 1st of January in fact. 10110 looks like some sort computer stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my resolution for this year. I'm putting this up more for my benefit so I don't forget more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2010 New Year Resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Study hard and do well in SPM.&lt;br /&gt;2) Go to the gym REGULARLY.&lt;br /&gt;3) Kickass in this years band competition.&lt;br /&gt;4) Stop using Facebook purely for its' applications.&lt;br /&gt;5) Stop eating supper unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;6) Settle THE issue.&lt;br /&gt;7) Get a rough idea on what I want to do in the future.&lt;br /&gt;8) Keep a planner, and actually use it.&lt;br /&gt;9) Clean my room more than twice a year.&lt;br /&gt;10) Do resolution number 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here they are. Wish me good luck in doing them. Especially number 6 and 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1346526532641645161?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1346526532641645161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1346526532641645161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1346526532641645161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5067518530813635248</id><published>2009-12-18T17:27:00.038+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:24:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Camp '09</title><content type='html'>I just got back from Youth Camp recently, and I'm still extremely tired due to the fact I didn't sleep during the last night. The theme for the camp this year was 'Are You R.E.A.D.Y For God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My minds a bit of a blur now, so I'll just summarise the events of the camp. Our speaker was Dr. Aaron Wong and Uncle Matthew Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2JE2SZElI/AAAAAAAAA2M/sDpC6znHOGk/s1600-h/105_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2JE2SZElI/AAAAAAAAA2M/sDpC6znHOGk/s400/105_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421640242809082450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2PJDoZCoI/AAAAAAAAA3M/eopKgoPp7Ps/s1600-h/10840_1269295459924_1455961833_723512_6784188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2PJDoZCoI/AAAAAAAAA3M/eopKgoPp7Ps/s400/10840_1269295459924_1455961833_723512_6784188_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421646912180259458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Damai&lt;/span&gt;, we proceeded to a hall where we were divided into our groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2NwoEj4RI/AAAAAAAAA20/OoQUaepoQXQ/s1600-h/105_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2NwoEj4RI/AAAAAAAAA20/OoQUaepoQXQ/s400/105_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421645392953729298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful but understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2OBbqqrpI/AAAAAAAAA28/ANPrGSCy8ZI/s1600-h/105_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2OBbqqrpI/AAAAAAAAA28/ANPrGSCy8ZI/s400/105_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421645681681673874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we started off by playing a couple of icebreaker games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2Lug_f49I/AAAAAAAAA2U/3Z7sQEnSPys/s1600-h/105_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2Lug_f49I/AAAAAAAAA2U/3Z7sQEnSPys/s400/105_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421643157670454226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2MFuTS6kI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LUOKb54ArQo/s1600-h/105_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2MFuTS6kI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LUOKb54ArQo/s400/105_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421643556380142146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the games was, that we all had a piece of paper stuck on our back and other people had to write positive comments about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2NW5pRU-I/AAAAAAAAA2k/kno6TVVHDfo/s1600-h/10840_1269306140191_1455961833_723574_3876463_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2NW5pRU-I/AAAAAAAAA2k/kno6TVVHDfo/s400/10840_1269306140191_1455961833_723574_3876463_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421644950994506722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people went overboard and drew one to many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;simleys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2O277iCiI/AAAAAAAAA3E/yOrInCZITB4/s1600-h/105_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2O277iCiI/AAAAAAAAA3E/yOrInCZITB4/s400/105_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421646600875412002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2Pi5yfeTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AogDyjkhMqE/s1600-h/105_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2Pi5yfeTI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AogDyjkhMqE/s400/105_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421647356214868274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2P11UM_1I/AAAAAAAAA3c/zw9LdVmP3IU/s1600-h/105_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2P11UM_1I/AAAAAAAAA3c/zw9LdVmP3IU/s400/105_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421647681431600978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm really lazy right now and I don't feel like detailing what happened during camp. So here are the pics I took during the camp. Well some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rooms weren't ready after lunch, so most of us went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2QcENG0ZI/AAAAAAAAA3k/CWHTSh4fsLo/s1600-h/105_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2QcENG0ZI/AAAAAAAAA3k/CWHTSh4fsLo/s400/105_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421648338263396754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2RrOJ-szI/AAAAAAAAA3s/i0CY509HT3I/s1600-h/105_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2RrOJ-szI/AAAAAAAAA3s/i0CY509HT3I/s400/105_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421649698144301874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;likey&lt;/span&gt; this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2SvUJwA_I/AAAAAAAAA30/-HeVM2I7VNQ/s1600-h/105_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2SvUJwA_I/AAAAAAAAA30/-HeVM2I7VNQ/s400/105_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421650867985056754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2TKzE_API/AAAAAAAAA38/lwtRicOhHJA/s1600-h/105_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2TKzE_API/AAAAAAAAA38/lwtRicOhHJA/s400/105_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421651340143034610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2T_scDY_I/AAAAAAAAA4E/bXNO0mEcxJ0/s1600-h/105_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2T_scDY_I/AAAAAAAAA4E/bXNO0mEcxJ0/s400/105_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421652248893809650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what he is doing. Posing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2Ub2rgv5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/Dpf7jHn4XGA/s1600-h/105_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2Ub2rgv5I/AAAAAAAAA4M/Dpf7jHn4XGA/s400/105_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421652732679339922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 3 or so. Our rooms were all ready. I went to my room to freshen up and got ready for some games in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no pictures of this from me, cause I was busy running around doing tasks. This is where all that band training came in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Too busy to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were done with that, we had some free time and I went for a swim at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nsO98CKOI/AAAAAAAAA5M/lq5f9Seb5dY/s1600-h/105_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nsO98CKOI/AAAAAAAAA5M/lq5f9Seb5dY/s400/105_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425126968033159394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2YBUa0WrI/AAAAAAAAA4U/8izvhdDo5eo/s1600-h/105_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2YBUa0WrI/AAAAAAAAA4U/8izvhdDo5eo/s400/105_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421656674852428466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nsjHefI9I/AAAAAAAAA5U/wAbfuiOZPTk/s1600-h/105_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nsjHefI9I/AAAAAAAAA5U/wAbfuiOZPTk/s400/105_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425127314190967762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nssPgzGeI/AAAAAAAAA5c/VZIRYuzW3yY/s1600-h/105_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nssPgzGeI/AAAAAAAAA5c/VZIRYuzW3yY/s400/105_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425127470966970850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we had our first talk by Uncle Matthew. Was preoccupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in the pits, and digging deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talk, I hanged around with some friends and tried to get some things in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some odd reason that night I couldn't sleep and actually had 3 nightmares. So at 5.40 am I got up and took a nice long walk along the beach. Attempted to cleared my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0ntr4WQqhI/AAAAAAAAA5k/VwfTrxmEjgc/s1600-h/105_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0ntr4WQqhI/AAAAAAAAA5k/VwfTrxmEjgc/s400/105_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425128564260383250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Calm but worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nt0v7mfRI/AAAAAAAAA5s/vuN-0wd_veI/s1600-h/105_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nt0v7mfRI/AAAAAAAAA5s/vuN-0wd_veI/s400/105_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425128716619906322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nuEfRBP9I/AAAAAAAAA50/TLA59EcqrGI/s1600-h/105_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nuEfRBP9I/AAAAAAAAA50/TLA59EcqrGI/s400/105_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425128987024244690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nuLH89UvI/AAAAAAAAA58/Sl3RwHIuXAk/s1600-h/105_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nuLH89UvI/AAAAAAAAA58/Sl3RwHIuXAk/s400/105_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425129101025170162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nuXGk5lbI/AAAAAAAAA6E/aPSDL8pZ97Q/s1600-h/105_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0nuXGk5lbI/AAAAAAAAA6E/aPSDL8pZ97Q/s400/105_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425129306814256562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I had breakfast had my second talk by Dr. Aaron Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0agEkSpI/AAAAAAAAA6U/LejZ6UMQDDM/s1600-h/10840_1269266299195_1455961833_723391_5279453_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0agEkSpI/AAAAAAAAA6U/LejZ6UMQDDM/s400/10840_1269266299195_1455961833_723391_5279453_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425135962267339410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Ejaculation of digested food from the stomach occurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;For the lack of a better word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was a 'workshop', though I would just call it another talk. She talked about S.A.L.T. NO not the movie that's coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0qo-rOnI/AAAAAAAAA6k/1xBS9ugMIXg/s1600-h/10840_1269266499200_1455961833_723396_6904388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0qo-rOnI/AAAAAAAAA6k/1xBS9ugMIXg/s400/10840_1269266499200_1455961833_723396_6904388_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136239536454258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: Sphere of influence&lt;br /&gt;A: Can't remember....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;L:Love&lt;br /&gt;T: Testimony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0h9CzBHI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JBZRR6LCegg/s1600-h/10840_1269265859184_1455961833_723380_976838_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0h9CzBHI/AAAAAAAAA6c/JBZRR6LCegg/s400/10840_1269265859184_1455961833_723380_976838_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136090303628402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was up next, and after that was free time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Troubled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rented a squash racket plus balls and played squash for an hour. Really let it all out then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Ground level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, before that we had a group practice for the a sketch we were suppose to perform that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once free time was over, we all had a go at the obstacle course. It was...... okay. Other then the balancing beams I think I did quite well. *Pats self on the back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sank again. Badly this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend a little time at the beach, then went for a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we had barbecue for dinner. Thanks for everyone who cooked the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0-FqAc-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/0SwmTnZ8fzs/s1600-h/105_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n0-FqAc-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/0SwmTnZ8fzs/s400/105_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136573651907554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n1ieDEBiI/AAAAAAAAA68/O5Vx3tPx-Xw/s1600-h/10840_1269284299645_1455961833_723456_7466541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n1ieDEBiI/AAAAAAAAA68/O5Vx3tPx-Xw/s400/10840_1269284299645_1455961833_723456_7466541_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425137198674740770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n1mWkJhDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/wVSVn3wUhUE/s1600-h/10840_1269284179642_1455961833_723453_2304406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n1mWkJhDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/wVSVn3wUhUE/s400/10840_1269284179642_1455961833_723453_2304406_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425137265385505842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun night was....... well fun. Had a great time acting and watching other people act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our group got first place!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Okay. Till.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fun night, I chit-chatted with friends and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep at all!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Weeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Joyful and rejuvenated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out again in the morning hoping to get a nice sunrise picture. Fail. But Beth got a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n2-1ubDCI/AAAAAAAAA7M/T1bZWUcoGeA/s1600-h/10840_1269294619903_1455961833_723492_2314791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n2-1ubDCI/AAAAAAAAA7M/T1bZWUcoGeA/s400/10840_1269294619903_1455961833_723492_2314791_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425138785578585122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I took this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n3aiTj7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/P-fvW5W5UaY/s1600-h/105_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n3aiTj7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/P-fvW5W5UaY/s400/105_0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425139261401984402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our last talk, and then we packed up and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was how Youth Camp 2009 went. Or at least on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n1N0WAfvI/AAAAAAAAA60/yqrUlZk8COQ/s1600-h/10840_1269284339646_1455961833_723457_4225479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n1N0WAfvI/AAAAAAAAA60/yqrUlZk8COQ/s400/10840_1269284339646_1455961833_723457_4225479_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425136843882528498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp has been an emotional roller coaster for me. I could be up in the sky among the clouds and the next minute I could be down the deepest hole on Earth the digging deeper. And it made me realise that time is short and active steps have to be taken now. I guess in certain ways this camp has changed my dramatically yet at the same time I have found out more about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully things will turn out well, and if it doesn't, well I guess I'll just have accept that. I've learned that the truth sometimes hurts but you need to know it to move on and do things. And that accepting it doesn't make it any easier to handle in fact it's sometimes harder. To be in denial is the worst thing to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done things and made decisions I never though I would do. I even doubt my sanity at times. I have been deeply involved yet completely uninvolved at the same time. I have been put into situations where I have had to decide whether to put my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;conscience&lt;/span&gt; or my heart first. And to make it even more unique, first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For every word that has been said, either happiness has been spread or a heart has been broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n5tXwjj_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/2aXbEoGED7E/s1600-h/105_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/S0n5tXwjj_I/AAAAAAAAA7c/2aXbEoGED7E/s400/105_0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141784011575282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sounds emo towards the end doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5067518530813635248?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5067518530813635248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/youth-camp-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5067518530813635248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5067518530813635248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/youth-camp-09.html' title='Youth Camp &apos;09'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sz2JE2SZElI/AAAAAAAAA2M/sDpC6znHOGk/s72-c/105_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-7416596832836556885</id><published>2009-12-18T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T17:27:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, as you might have realised my blog has been rather 'peaceful' or as most people would call it dead for the pass few weeks. I apologise for that. Been very busy lately, plus I've been quite lazy to update about anything. And as of now, life just got slightly bleaker. No, I'm not being emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, now I'll start to update a bit more regularly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-7416596832836556885?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7416596832836556885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/return.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7416596832836556885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7416596832836556885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/return.html' title='Return'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3906409805724949662</id><published>2009-11-10T22:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:57:01.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath of Mac Inc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A couple of months ago me and a couple of friends joined a competition called Mac Inc. It was organised me The Star. Essentially, what we had to do was create a three page magazine based on the topic 'Teenage Angst'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just by joining the competition, we were entitled to a pan sized pizza at Pizza Hut for free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, after submitting the magazine and not winning, we got the pizza vouchers during October. Right smack in the middle of our year end exams and 3 months after the competition. Why does it take 3 months to send us a couple of vouchers?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SxPJhwjqSSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Ws8ZmyH1g-0/s400/DSC01192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409889159209437474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note the BM reference book in the background.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the exams, we decided to go out with another group to spend the vouchers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SxPLfqTJxWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/GK8hEO68Shc/s400/DSC01237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409891322193102178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once the pizza was served I was too busy eating to take any pictures. So here are some of the pictures I managed to take before gourging myself with pizza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SxPL7RKglgI/AAAAAAAAA1k/PQuBvge7DMg/s400/DSC01236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409891796482299394" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You may notice my phone pouch on the table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SxPMKZduQhI/AAAAAAAAA1s/GdaMvZ74VkM/s400/DSC01240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409892056408408594" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SxPMd5Qti3I/AAAAAAAAA10/OqWEjEkw-KY/s400/DSC01238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409892391361284978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mushroom soup with LOTS of cheese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SxPNW2miWKI/AAAAAAAAA18/ZB-GNEM4xP4/s400/DSC01239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409893369900062882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is suppose to be a face... can anyone see it? Look closely, then look closer.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3906409805724949662?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3906409805724949662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/aftermath-of-mac-inc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3906409805724949662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3906409805724949662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/aftermath-of-mac-inc.html' title='Aftermath of Mac Inc.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SxPJhwjqSSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Ws8ZmyH1g-0/s72-c/DSC01192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8448183046347153353</id><published>2009-11-10T22:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:39:35.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Science 3</title><content type='html'>My class, 4s3 held a class party/ birthday celebration to show all our appreciation to all the teachers. &lt;strike&gt; Except for one.... ya you know who I'm talking about.&lt;/strike&gt; The birthday celebration was for my History teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl2kV-YL5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/aDg8DSYjsrk/s1600-h/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl2kV-YL5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/aDg8DSYjsrk/s400/DSC01219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402479594753765266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4s3 looks like 4B3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there isn't much to talk about since it was quite a mundane party. Thanks to everyone who brought/ cooked the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl3WWzslsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/7sKVcPiiyYA/s1600-h/DSC01218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl3WWzslsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/7sKVcPiiyYA/s400/DSC01218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402480453970859714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl4JwoxNNI/AAAAAAAAA0c/-s-kd58DKSs/s1600-h/DSC01224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl4JwoxNNI/AAAAAAAAA0c/-s-kd58DKSs/s400/DSC01224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402481337077675218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks. I didn't get any.....sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl4ywNXWgI/AAAAAAAAA0k/tvNwOV0nA_8/s1600-h/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl4ywNXWgI/AAAAAAAAA0k/tvNwOV0nA_8/s400/DSC01221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402482041337371138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1..2...3...4...5.....................6 if you include the one I'm using.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, I could sell all these cameras and make quite a bit of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl5R0-5BlI/AAAAAAAAA0s/IfRii221zXE/s1600-h/DSC01227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl5R0-5BlI/AAAAAAAAA0s/IfRii221zXE/s400/DSC01227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402482575194785362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bee hoon&lt;/span&gt; courtesy of our class monitor, Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl5tOLC66I/AAAAAAAAA00/5HGAdtMCsJM/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl5tOLC66I/AAAAAAAAA00/5HGAdtMCsJM/s400/DSC01228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402483045813119906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl6BSqsyWI/AAAAAAAAA08/_i2g7pWQUC8/s1600-h/DSC01223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl6BSqsyWI/AAAAAAAAA08/_i2g7pWQUC8/s400/DSC01223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402483390617012578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How people eat and look when they didn't eat breakfast beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl6Tsaga4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/VFd5-wXSNNY/s1600-h/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl6Tsaga4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/VFd5-wXSNNY/s400/DSC01226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402483706766060418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently not everyone was enjoying the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl6qnEE9vI/AAAAAAAAA1M/CsBwHAnxavI/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl6qnEE9vI/AAAAAAAAA1M/CsBwHAnxavI/s400/DSC01222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402484100466800370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing homework??? Or studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, it's past the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8448183046347153353?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8448183046347153353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-science-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8448183046347153353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8448183046347153353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-science-3.html' title='4 Science 3'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Svl2kV-YL5I/AAAAAAAAA0M/aDg8DSYjsrk/s72-c/DSC01219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-7072566911487234115</id><published>2009-11-10T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:12:45.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing.</title><content type='html'>Last week,  a couple of my friends and I were walking over to the school canteen when we saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SvlxBxrUpLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/5kKmWQZ6dN0/s1600-h/DSC01216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SvlxBxrUpLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/5kKmWQZ6dN0/s400/DSC01216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402473503336473778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a fish.... Oh wait, it is a fish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SvlyvmJY-lI/AAAAAAAAAz8/YEZUiHukOcw/s1600-h/DSC01215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SvlyvmJY-lI/AAAAAAAAAz8/YEZUiHukOcw/s400/DSC01215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402475390026971730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't whether to be surprised that 2 guys actually caught a fish in school, or the fact that the school fish is that big. I mean come on! Look at the size of the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SvlzFHzKh1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/AXbHvNyRgoM/s1600-h/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SvlzFHzKh1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/AXbHvNyRgoM/s400/edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402475759837808466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's bigger then the guys foot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this big. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*stretches hands apart*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the it eat?.... Oh wait I know. The food that is inside the rubbish throw into the pond everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you start crying animal cruelty, the fish was  released back into the pond. In fact the second pictures looks as although, the guy is about to step on the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now, if there is a shortage of fish I know where to get mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-7072566911487234115?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7072566911487234115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/fishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7072566911487234115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7072566911487234115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/fishing.html' title='Fishing.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SvlxBxrUpLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/5kKmWQZ6dN0/s72-c/DSC01216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-5489574458141186474</id><published>2009-11-01T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:33:07.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition</title><content type='html'>Aw shit. Now I have competition. Damn you Hormones!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-5489574458141186474?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/5489574458141186474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/competition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5489574458141186474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/5489574458141186474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/competition.html' title='Competition'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4638756960737386795</id><published>2009-10-30T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:34:30.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Cat.</title><content type='html'>My cat can study. Look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Suqk8Buw2iI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Vtqs-ToDRV8/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Suqk8Buw2iI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Vtqs-ToDRV8/s400/DSC01194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398308454520642082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4638756960737386795?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4638756960737386795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/smart-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4638756960737386795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4638756960737386795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/smart-cat.html' title='Smart Cat.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Suqk8Buw2iI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Vtqs-ToDRV8/s72-c/DSC01194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-20177220506442885</id><published>2009-10-30T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:30:05.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it.</title><content type='html'>I don't get it, I just don't. Why Why Why????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it after every inter-band performance, there are new couples between the bands? Can someone explain it to me?&lt;br /&gt;For example, I've lost count of how many girls from St Tre had been chasing after my junior. And after this year's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Konsert Syukur&lt;/span&gt; another couple just popped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I don't like people getting  together, I'm saying why do you get together with someone you've just met for like a week?? All you are is your infatuated with this person that's it.  I have yet to see an inter-band relationship last for more than 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright to like someone else, it natural. I admit that I have liked girls before. However I don't feel that it is necessary to enter a relationship every single time you like someone. 95% of teenage relationships that I know of end because, one party says that the feeling is gone, so they break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why? It's because they are just INFATUATED, there is no real.... if I  must put it this way... love between the couple. You want to be in a relationship, fine, nobody's stopping you. I think you should be in at least one, so your not a complete noob when you are in a serious one. However I know people who change relationship like they change shoes. Every 4-5 months it's another person. That is really an overkill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people who say they are lonely, and that's why they enter into a relationship. I'm like WTF!!?? You are lonely?? Go get a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to inter-band relationships. Why must they be a couple?  All that happens is, they get together, stay together for a couple of months, find every possible excuse to see each other,text each other like there's no tomorrow, phone bill goes up, gets screwed by parents, get DiGi numbers so theirs parents can't track their texts,  then break-up. A couple of months later, you see them with other people. Do they get together for sake of getting together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually seen a boyfriend give his girlfriend a phone, so that she can use it to put her DiGi sim card in it so she can use it. Wah, if you are so rich I also want a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;And after, the break-up there is this 'barrier' between them. I know of a member who didn't want to go for a performance, because the person's ex- was there.  If you don't want to see your ex-, don't even get together, then he/she wouldn't be your ex- and life can go on as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another situation.&lt;br /&gt;X got together with Y. X and Y are together for a couple of months, then they break-up. Then X gets together with Z. X says that X broke up with Y for Z. Y and Z are in the same band. Now Y hates Z for stealing X. Then there is unrest in the band and people take sides(unless you're like me, and avoids this sort of siding) , and rumors go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you suppose to have teamwork if you have, 2 fraction against each other?? It really amazes me how humans love to complicate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm sure everybody who's currently in a relationship and is reading this, is probably thinking,&lt;br /&gt;1)' No, that's not true'&lt;br /&gt;2)'this person has never been in a relationship'&lt;br /&gt;3)' This guy is sad he's so lonely that he typing a post about love, because he's never been in love before'&lt;br /&gt;4)'Screw you, who are you to tell me what I should do'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't think anybody, would be thinking the last 3 thoughts... I think.. Let me explain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing wrong with liking someone else, it's natural. HOWEVER, just because you like someone does not mean that you have to get together, EVEN if the feeling are mutual. I you want to be in a relationship I suggest you evaluate you feeling, once you've done that do it again, then REALLY evaluate your feelings. I you think that you can be with this person after that, by all means do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, why listen to me? I'm a utter noob in field, so I shouldn't be talking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For every confession that has been made, there is a heart that has been broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-20177220506442885?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/20177220506442885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-get-it.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/20177220506442885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/20177220506442885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4426113552786061495</id><published>2009-10-30T15:05:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:27:02.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffet at Four Points.</title><content type='html'>The weekend before the exams, I went to a buffet at Four Points with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqQo1nwjrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/sPqjs8XEmXQ/s1600-h/DSC01187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqQo1nwjrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/sPqjs8XEmXQ/s400/DSC01187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398286134619967154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now normally, we would not come to eat at this sort of places because&lt;br /&gt;1) It's expansive. It's like RM60++ per head.&lt;br /&gt;2) Its not worth paying 60 bucks for a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came because we got a free coupon for two, during the &lt;a href="http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/four-points.html"&gt;MMA Dinner&lt;/a&gt; awhile back as a lucky draw prize. So my dad and I came with empty stomach ready to be filled. I was what you would call '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sakai&lt;/span&gt;'. I have never been in a place with so much food! And it's all free!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqSclZy2aI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tHvGbw3A-tk/s1600-h/DSC01164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqSclZy2aI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tHvGbw3A-tk/s400/DSC01164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398288123131255202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area was probably the size of 4 tennis courts. The interior design was interesting. Whoever decorated this place obviously loved pepper grinders, cause they were every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqT_hVPtuI/AAAAAAAAAxU/ach3u4GEJeQ/s1600-h/DSC01181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqT_hVPtuI/AAAAAAAAAxU/ach3u4GEJeQ/s400/DSC01181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398289822845482722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had nice deco like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqZlT2SEPI/AAAAAAAAAys/HyO1NpYruDw/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqZlT2SEPI/AAAAAAAAAys/HyO1NpYruDw/s400/DSC01168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398295969619120370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqZwRe5NAI/AAAAAAAAAy0/gUg9tN9nbb4/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqZwRe5NAI/AAAAAAAAAy0/gUg9tN9nbb4/s400/DSC01170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398296157962712066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry its quite blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw the food in the cylinder tubes, I though you could stick your hand inside and take it out. Apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the way they marked their salt and pepper shaker ingenious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqdNoREJ6I/AAAAAAAAAzU/LdVbb5EQjzY/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqdNoREJ6I/AAAAAAAAAzU/LdVbb5EQjzY/s400/DSC01179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398299960829814690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spread of food available was wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqTDsjOFCI/AAAAAAAAAxM/hdABvvlkSyg/s1600-h/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqTDsjOFCI/AAAAAAAAAxM/hdABvvlkSyg/s400/DSC01169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398288795064734754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawns, oysters, clams and other types of  seafood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqUP50B5VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/wpQuZHmw5BQ/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqUP50B5VI/AAAAAAAAAxc/wpQuZHmw5BQ/s400/DSC01184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398290104294958418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A salad bar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqUgMUNTeI/AAAAAAAAAxk/-LUh3XhUKN4/s1600-h/DSC01166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqUgMUNTeI/AAAAAAAAAxk/-LUh3XhUKN4/s400/DSC01166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398290384139668962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese cooked food,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqU1ZGc1WI/AAAAAAAAAxs/jSR-_8l-dk8/s1600-h/DSC01167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqU1ZGc1WI/AAAAAAAAAxs/jSR-_8l-dk8/s400/DSC01167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398290748348880226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What should I eat?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your normal hocker stall food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqWSsurMdI/AAAAAAAAAyE/tT26B6vN604/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqWSsurMdI/AAAAAAAAAyE/tT26B6vN604/s400/DSC01171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398292351345701330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mousehunt anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also Italian, soup, bread, pancakes and a lot of other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqhUiD2tNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/5NEo9qHgNf8/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqhUiD2tNI/AAAAAAAAAzk/5NEo9qHgNf8/s400/DSC01185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398304477469390034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dessert bar heaven to me. Never before have I seen so much cheese cake at one place, which I  could eat without paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqVcSPWodI/AAAAAAAAAx0/xYD0l_gN-Q4/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqVcSPWodI/AAAAAAAAAx0/xYD0l_gN-Q4/s400/DSC01182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398291416522072530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqVw2kkpyI/AAAAAAAAAx8/GIRrVMFcwCo/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqVw2kkpyI/AAAAAAAAAx8/GIRrVMFcwCo/s400/DSC01183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398291769872131874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the dessert section was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqWfCRwGII/AAAAAAAAAyM/9MGNfmDvR9I/s1600-h/DSC01175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqWfCRwGII/AAAAAAAAAyM/9MGNfmDvR9I/s400/DSC01175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398292563288397954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's a bowl full of liquid chocolate. All you chocolate lovers out there, stare at this and start drooling over your keyboard. Now all it needed was a chocolate fountain, and my day would have been perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for starters I had Italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqWw-ruKBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/h0wzkSyBPUU/s1600-h/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqWw-ruKBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/h0wzkSyBPUU/s400/DSC01172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398292871561226258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's pizza, pasta, squid rings, macaroni  and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pau&lt;/span&gt; at the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 2, I decided to try Kuchings most famous dish. Kolo Mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqYGdSQH7I/AAAAAAAAAyc/HiziQyYVnIY/s1600-h/DSC01173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqYGdSQH7I/AAAAAAAAAyc/HiziQyYVnIY/s400/DSC01173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398294340064780210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, since they could not cook it with the usual pork lard and the traditional &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;char siew&lt;/span&gt;, it tasted weird. It's nothing when compared to our 2.50 kolo mee, but I give it 5/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 3, I decided to eat breakfast, during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqY7LvA0nI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xdNgSwp8bho/s1600-h/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqY7LvA0nI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xdNgSwp8bho/s400/DSC01174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398295245886640754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes, raw salmon, and  a slice of beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqbgGx_KAI/AAAAAAAAAzE/76EbEvfM0Y4/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqbgGx_KAI/AAAAAAAAAzE/76EbEvfM0Y4/s400/DSC01177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398298079235352578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the jelly. They put it into  small cup, like the ones people use to drink vodka or whiskey. So you can just gulp in down in one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqcR99BofI/AAAAAAAAAzM/RP0YULg_JjY/s1600-h/DSC01176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqcR99BofI/AAAAAAAAAzM/RP0YULg_JjY/s400/DSC01176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398298935859192306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it looks like I didn't eat much, but I had other dish, like sarawak laksa, this was bland. Ice kacang, marshmallow with chocolate syrup. So on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the dessert section, there were jars of candy. And Malaysian, being Malaysian, when there are freebies we grab it. I saw groups of people take out sweet and lollipops my the hand full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, while I was getting dessert, I overheard this conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Unknown 1&lt;/span&gt;: Psst anyone looking??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Unknown 2&lt;/span&gt;: No...quick..&lt;br /&gt;*Hears a shuffling sound*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though they were planting a bomb or something, so I took a peek to see what they were doing. There they were, two ladies stuffing candy into their handbags like there was no tomorrow. I was like, seriously people... If it was a group of kids or teenagers I would understand, but middle aged ladies???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Suqapix_TAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/p1QVxSQS7_8/s1600-h/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Suqapix_TAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/p1QVxSQS7_8/s400/DSC01165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398297141858749442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was taking these pictures, one of the waitress came over and told me I couldn't take pictures. I though okay, I'll just take them later in secret . However throughout the meal I saw heaps of people snapping photos left right and center, and no one was stopping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they stop me? Was it because I'm a teenager? Or maybe because, I was using my phone to take the pictures. Or maybe the waitress was jealous that I was tall, so she decided to '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kacau&lt;/span&gt;' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway before I end this post, while I was at the toilet I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqgwbkkIzI/AAAAAAAAAzc/l7LgyjXE2l0/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqgwbkkIzI/AAAAAAAAAzc/l7LgyjXE2l0/s400/DSC01180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398303857252246322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot, left his cigarette bud in the toilet bowl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4426113552786061495?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4426113552786061495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/buffet-at-four-points.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4426113552786061495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4426113552786061495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/buffet-at-four-points.html' title='Buffet at Four Points.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SuqQo1nwjrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/sPqjs8XEmXQ/s72-c/DSC01187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3688164163143674007</id><published>2009-10-30T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:04:40.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom!</title><content type='html'>Finally!! After two grueling weeks of exams, I'm finally FREE!!! Well at least till SPM. Now all I have to worry about are my results and my piano. I really hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3688164163143674007?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3688164163143674007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3688164163143674007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3688164163143674007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/freedom.html' title='Freedom!'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2235584461081706651</id><published>2009-10-28T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:48:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say 'lazy'</title><content type='html'>You've got to watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0cb8ETuduo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0cb8ETuduo&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2235584461081706651?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2235584461081706651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-say-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2235584461081706651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2235584461081706651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-say-lazy.html' title='Don&apos;t say &apos;lazy&apos;'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3968660735840945946</id><published>2009-10-28T14:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:41:24.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotic????</title><content type='html'>e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out about this through my friend Christopher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufliXam-wI/AAAAAAAAAwM/5F0Yo6qXZjY/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufliXam-wI/AAAAAAAAAwM/5F0Yo6qXZjY/s400/DSC00478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397535056990763778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that what I think it is??? Lets take a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufmDTHEjXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/jrVHsvMCjq4/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufmDTHEjXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/jrVHsvMCjq4/s400/DSC00484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397535622770756978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! The Malaysian is being hung upside down!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This flag has actually been like this for a long time. It's as although the person who hung this flag wanted to say, ' See! I am patriotic!!.....sort of...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sufmqak0fEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/jktHPXAZrV4/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sufmqak0fEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/jktHPXAZrV4/s400/DSC00479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397536294789479490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufmyCNn7kI/AAAAAAAAAwk/36Zj0bcbNTs/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufmyCNn7kI/AAAAAAAAAwk/36Zj0bcbNTs/s400/DSC00480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397536425688690242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sufm_ebRhKI/AAAAAAAAAws/tGw02mK_N08/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sufm_ebRhKI/AAAAAAAAAws/tGw02mK_N08/s400/DSC00481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397536656600433826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufncPLxRWI/AAAAAAAAAw0/N5BBCAZnKXg/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufncPLxRWI/AAAAAAAAAw0/N5BBCAZnKXg/s400/DSC00482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397537150725080418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually these were all taken on the same day. In fact even as I type this it's still hanging out there like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when someone will realise this, and change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3968660735840945946?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3968660735840945946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/patriotic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3968660735840945946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3968660735840945946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/patriotic.html' title='Patriotic????'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SufliXam-wI/AAAAAAAAAwM/5F0Yo6qXZjY/s72-c/DSC00478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8989966691994220354</id><published>2009-10-10T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:57:49.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invasion</title><content type='html'>Sound the alarm! Call the calvary!! Get the president on!! Connect me to UN!! My blog has been invaded!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my blog has been discovered. No, not by aliens but by this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StNDwRfeUHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JnGvagXaCpQ/s1600-h/dad_coloring.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StNDwRfeUHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JnGvagXaCpQ/s400/dad_coloring.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391727675500810354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi dad. I know you reading this. &lt;strike&gt; please don't scold me &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally don't mind him finding it out. I mean it's on the internet, anybody can read this, even Barack Obama. However, some of my friends think that it's weird that my dad reads blogs. Especially, his kids, and his kids friend's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to ask my readers this.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it's weird if your parents read your blog, and your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Yes or no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commet on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, before I forget. I know have to write my blog PROPERLY. Cause my dad says 'I you want to write, write properly' Is this proper enough for you dad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8989966691994220354?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8989966691994220354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/invasion.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8989966691994220354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8989966691994220354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/invasion.html' title='Invasion'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StNDwRfeUHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JnGvagXaCpQ/s72-c/dad_coloring.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1717302402478563542</id><published>2009-10-10T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:33:52.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast.</title><content type='html'>Today, I had breakfast with some of my cousins and my grandparents. We went to some coffee shop....somewhere. There I saw one of my band member's mum. Busted!! She actually approached me and asked me why I'm not at band.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Before you start saying 'Ah Ha!' Today's practice was only for the Form 1, 2 and the recruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I had mee sua. A foochow dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCaHe3_xkI/AAAAAAAAAvs/1grQAyHgViI/s1600-h/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCaHe3_xkI/AAAAAAAAAvs/1grQAyHgViI/s400/DSC01158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390978207300175426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's noodles in soup normally with chicken and egg. The noodles for this dish is like a sponge. Next time you try eating it. Don't. Wait for 20 minutes and see all the soup disappear before your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 2. Gu Bak Mee, otherwise  known as beef noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCapdyfcsI/AAAAAAAAAv0/GxMbPW3IOqw/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCapdyfcsI/AAAAAAAAAv0/GxMbPW3IOqw/s400/DSC01159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390978791124202178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've eaten beef noodles before, but the noodles in this places was different in a good way. I would recommend it you. but unfortunately I don't know where is it so I can tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Next stop the gym! &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1717302402478563542?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1717302402478563542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1717302402478563542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1717302402478563542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCaHe3_xkI/AAAAAAAAAvs/1grQAyHgViI/s72-c/DSC01158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8292336263986457303</id><published>2009-10-10T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:55:03.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recruitment Drive '09</title><content type='html'>Recently, the band held their recruitment drive. We started out SKJ (c) Chung Hua No. 4, followed by SK Green Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCWTh8ZMMI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Rh2KV8JDNXs/s1600-h/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCWTh8ZMMI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Rh2KV8JDNXs/s400/DSC01137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390974016235843778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 4 performances. First was a brass ensemble playing the song 'Lucky'. Followed by a colourguard performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCW_QPbbCI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BEjYJqJxdfY/s1600-h/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCW_QPbbCI/AAAAAAAAAvc/BEjYJqJxdfY/s400/DSC01138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390974767398087714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, was a woodwind ensemble playing the song 'Love Story', continued by a whole band performance playing the song 'Viva la Vida'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCYJy7THGI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Kb3xHomdcUQ/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCYJy7THGI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Kb3xHomdcUQ/s400/DSC01140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390976048019217506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the colourguard performance video. The song they performed to was 'I gotta feeling'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b981e190ccda36f7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db981e190ccda36f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865470%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60AF41AA601688CD87F2F19E46CB7A1B2FAF678E.4B86FF8EE6F341EC64D3B2C8F80D86B1BD1C52AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db981e190ccda36f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk0rnqFKwMcCgqlIyvPH7AKvtKA4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db981e190ccda36f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865470%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60AF41AA601688CD87F2F19E46CB7A1B2FAF678E.4B86FF8EE6F341EC64D3B2C8F80D86B1BD1C52AE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db981e190ccda36f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dk0rnqFKwMcCgqlIyvPH7AKvtKA4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8292336263986457303?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8292336263986457303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/recruitment-drive-09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8292336263986457303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8292336263986457303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/recruitment-drive-09.html' title='Recruitment Drive &apos;09'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/StCWTh8ZMMI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Rh2KV8JDNXs/s72-c/DSC01137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-6437241950228640524</id><published>2009-10-04T20:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:57:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MBO</title><content type='html'>Over the holidays, I went to MBO with a couple with some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssi4oPLN6bI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OZ6Tgt92ZiQ/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssi4oPLN6bI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OZ6Tgt92ZiQ/s400/DSC01094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388759955556657586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a nice place. Nice deco and everything, but all in all it's like any other cinema. The only part about the cinema that I though was cool was the flight of stairs you had to go up. Now that's style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsjDV2dsmvI/AAAAAAAAAvE/252X5QnJPWU/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsjDV2dsmvI/AAAAAAAAAvE/252X5QnJPWU/s400/DSC01097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388771734313540338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 'Gamer' in the afternoon and 'where got ghost' at night, with two different groups of friends. 2 movies in one day, that's like a personal recored for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsjEeksPTPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/3aH4NFUxYa4/s1600-h/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsjEeksPTPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/3aH4NFUxYa4/s400/DSC01095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388772983673146610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I bought the tickets for 'Gamer' the conversation between me and the ticket counter girl went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4 tickets to the movie 'Gamer' , please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Please choose your seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chooses seats*&lt;br /&gt;Girl: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All over 18 right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:........Yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-6437241950228640524?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6437241950228640524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/mbo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6437241950228640524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6437241950228640524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/10/mbo.html' title='MBO'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssi4oPLN6bI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OZ6Tgt92ZiQ/s72-c/DSC01094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1333214517811740054</id><published>2009-09-27T22:46:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:39:59.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, food and more food</title><content type='html'>Over the holidays,  my sister came back  and went on a food making spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sshu7b2UCjI/AAAAAAAAAsU/zkk19dp6aLI/s1600-h/P1030202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sshu7b2UCjI/AAAAAAAAAsU/zkk19dp6aLI/s400/P1030202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388678921515698738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, was a &lt;strike&gt; not so &lt;/strike&gt; quite nice batch of cupcakes. The white stuff on top are melted marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is,  is pancakes. Damn these were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshwIL_-BJI/AAAAAAAAAsc/NM5mDfz24oM/s1600-h/P1030207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshwIL_-BJI/AAAAAAAAAsc/NM5mDfz24oM/s400/P1030207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388680240111158418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes and honey. A good way to start a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshwgZOAIMI/AAAAAAAAAsk/TzzJJSRYA4M/s1600-h/P1030210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshwgZOAIMI/AAAAAAAAAsk/TzzJJSRYA4M/s400/P1030210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388680655976538306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by, bread.......... Okay, I have to be quite honest here. I didn't like it at all.  It didn't taste like bread.  If I have had eaten cardboard before, that would be how it tasted. And it was dry and flaky. Makes you appreciate  the bread from the bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshyPNylOyI/AAAAAAAAAss/YCdrnUGDwXM/s1600-h/P1030211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshyPNylOyI/AAAAAAAAAss/YCdrnUGDwXM/s400/P1030211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388682559874218786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the best part, for my mums' birthday. My sister cooked the entire meal. With my help... sort of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the entree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshziOB4TmI/AAAAAAAAAs0/w8sr3SsnSuk/s1600-h/P1030230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SshziOB4TmI/AAAAAAAAAs0/w8sr3SsnSuk/s400/P1030230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388683985867525730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom soup. Slightly bitter, but really nice. Not a tin to boot. Made from real mushrooms, and other ingredients. Toped with some cream and a sprinkle of chives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the main course,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh0hF_hYQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dH9sFcOx8hw/s1600-h/P1030233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh0hF_hYQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dH9sFcOx8hw/s400/P1030233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388685066041909506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh1eDI5c-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/QH0RVC18VGE/s1600-h/P1030234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh1eDI5c-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/QH0RVC18VGE/s400/P1030234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388686113247949794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood spaghetti using angle's hair and carbonara sauce. This was simply exquisite. &lt;strike&gt; Wipes drool of the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dessert,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh2LuyU1kI/AAAAAAAAAtM/0_XsrIwZO6M/s1600-h/P1030235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh2LuyU1kI/AAAAAAAAAtM/0_XsrIwZO6M/s400/P1030235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388686898058548802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango and dragonfruit served with a scoop of ice-cream and Kit-Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh3c2XdeKI/AAAAAAAAAtU/mjsOUreADaM/s1600-h/P1030237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh3c2XdeKI/AAAAAAAAAtU/mjsOUreADaM/s400/P1030237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388688291662756002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a birthday without a birthday cake. Chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why go spending a 100 buck on a fancy dinner, when you can have one at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes the birthday saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Friday we made sushi!! By we, I mean my sister only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh4SmLAbbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/HpoJDTDMuqI/s1600-h/P1030241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh4SmLAbbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/HpoJDTDMuqI/s400/P1030241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388689215028489650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, you need one of these. A sushi making kit. My mum got while she was traveling. Wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh4zP_ErZI/AAAAAAAAAtk/jF9VYMTI0SU/s1600-h/P1030243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh4zP_ErZI/AAAAAAAAAtk/jF9VYMTI0SU/s400/P1030243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388689776008539538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has everything you need. From an instruction manual, to the rice needed, to the mat needed to roll them up, to the seaweed and the wasabi. They even give you soy sauce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait I forgot the vinegar needed for the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh5rCZktGI/AAAAAAAAAts/0NumBsthrUs/s1600-h/P1030244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh5rCZktGI/AAAAAAAAAts/0NumBsthrUs/s400/P1030244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388690734434268258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh6fCh0cuI/AAAAAAAAAt0/WfEQDj31M8I/s1600-h/P1030251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh6fCh0cuI/AAAAAAAAAt0/WfEQDj31M8I/s400/P1030251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388691627822052066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh8uhni2MI/AAAAAAAAAt8/jMQAu2vL-U4/s1600-h/P1030248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh8uhni2MI/AAAAAAAAAt8/jMQAu2vL-U4/s400/P1030248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388694092888856770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh9WW4FsyI/AAAAAAAAAuE/9PJgnd-mIqI/s1600-h/P1030258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Ssh9WW4FsyI/AAAAAAAAAuE/9PJgnd-mIqI/s400/P1030258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388694777200227106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiKM9ZFywI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EFKmdeOI2TQ/s1600-h/P1030261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiKM9ZFywI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EFKmdeOI2TQ/s400/P1030261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388708909391661826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiLphaFdAI/AAAAAAAAAuU/V3auzRiKi8s/s1600-h/P1030264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiLphaFdAI/AAAAAAAAAuU/V3auzRiKi8s/s400/P1030264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388710499607475202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, one of my personal favorites is cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiUJQ5MxzI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2Wh7QueVJac/s1600-h/P1030269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiUJQ5MxzI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2Wh7QueVJac/s400/P1030269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388719841023412018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just any cookies, GIANT cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiVBTucT4I/AAAAAAAAAuk/TMPT_7EV4oA/s1600-h/P1030270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiVBTucT4I/AAAAAAAAAuk/TMPT_7EV4oA/s400/P1030270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388720803856273282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were, as I would call it 'fluffy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, second chance. Cupcake making time again.  And this time it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiWIi5HvdI/AAAAAAAAAus/yGDZzwhyheU/s1600-h/P1030240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiWIi5HvdI/AAAAAAAAAus/yGDZzwhyheU/s400/P1030240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388722027698306514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiW7v9zvTI/AAAAAAAAAu0/0q2dm2JtnxY/s1600-h/P1030247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SsiW7v9zvTI/AAAAAAAAAu0/0q2dm2JtnxY/s400/P1030247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388722907380956466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I gained weight this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1333214517811740054?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1333214517811740054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/food-food-and-more-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1333214517811740054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1333214517811740054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/food-food-and-more-food.html' title='Food, food and more food'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sshu7b2UCjI/AAAAAAAAAsU/zkk19dp6aLI/s72-c/P1030202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-557681355964890432</id><published>2009-09-24T20:58:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:41:30.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Camp '09</title><content type='html'>Over the raya holidays, I went over to Damai Puri for a church camp. It was an eye opener. We had this speaker all the way from America. Mark Geppert.  &lt;strike&gt;I think that's how you spell it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srty2f5yW4I/AAAAAAAAAo0/zbJhMwaQUbI/s1600-h/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srty2f5yW4I/AAAAAAAAAo0/zbJhMwaQUbI/s400/DSC01080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385024060053937026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I headed down after doing some raya visiting.  Waited for a while for our room to be cleaned.  And we actually were late.  Luckily, we only had to wait for 20 minutes, or so. Some people actually waited for an hour plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SrtzycwMg7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/2U1eh24rlTA/s1600-h/DSC01073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SrtzycwMg7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/2U1eh24rlTA/s400/DSC01073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385025090000552882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt0AvYC_wI/AAAAAAAAApE/Ug2NCZ3ieL4/s1600-h/DSC01072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt0AvYC_wI/AAAAAAAAApE/Ug2NCZ3ieL4/s400/DSC01072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385025335517708034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name tag, and booklet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our theme for this years camp was 'Rekindle the Fire'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt3S-Y2dbI/AAAAAAAAApM/KCYceVX4kyM/s1600-h/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt3S-Y2dbI/AAAAAAAAApM/KCYceVX4kyM/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385028947320141234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after a filling dinner I headed over to a hall, for some praise &amp;amp; worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt7Wc7Ma2I/AAAAAAAAApU/sJ1zED5XWAk/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt7Wc7Ma2I/AAAAAAAAApU/sJ1zED5XWAk/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385033405103369058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, was one of four talks by our speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt-Q0vYOEI/AAAAAAAAApc/l_34BPnE8p0/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srt-Q0vYOEI/AAAAAAAAApc/l_34BPnE8p0/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385036606951929922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the camp, I also helped out in the children's camp. I was mostly helping out with the notebook and projector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SruAK4vOC-I/AAAAAAAAApk/2hwRWqOXcEk/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SruAK4vOC-I/AAAAAAAAApk/2hwRWqOXcEk/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385038703969045474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SruBIuBvjYI/AAAAAAAAAps/GOEtfJuxm_8/s1600-h/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SruBIuBvjYI/AAAAAAAAAps/GOEtfJuxm_8/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385039766245838210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9kKFEM8UI/AAAAAAAAAp0/gqnMD673co0/s1600-h/DSC_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9kKFEM8UI/AAAAAAAAAp0/gqnMD673co0/s400/DSC_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386133803679674690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other helpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9kqE7UcHI/AAAAAAAAAp8/pV-0fv1BVOs/s1600-h/DSC01078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9kqE7UcHI/AAAAAAAAAp8/pV-0fv1BVOs/s400/DSC01078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386134353398231154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some smartass, use a glass instead of a cereal bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9lm3_7IUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xL7vRWLcuVc/s1600-h/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9lm3_7IUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xL7vRWLcuVc/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386135397899903298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we had two talks, and on the second one we had to pray for our church pastors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9mrMgRHTI/AAAAAAAAAqM/dWYopkToXRc/s1600-h/DSC_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9mrMgRHTI/AAAAAAAAAqM/dWYopkToXRc/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386136571635375410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9nf1FiL8I/AAAAAAAAAqU/tL08Eove1as/s1600-h/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9nf1FiL8I/AAAAAAAAAqU/tL08Eove1as/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386137475882299330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9oV6LuqYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/sPU6DtYXlGY/s1600-h/DSC_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9oV6LuqYI/AAAAAAAAAqc/sPU6DtYXlGY/s400/DSC_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386138404963395970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later in the afternoon, we nearly had the whole afternoon to ourselves, I went from the..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr90bDmVLQI/AAAAAAAAArk/nteljrWd2oA/s1600-h/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr90bDmVLQI/AAAAAAAAArk/nteljrWd2oA/s400/DSC_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386151687529770242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach, to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9rAPaF6DI/AAAAAAAAAqs/r3T1LPH0IeM/s1600-h/DSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9rAPaF6DI/AAAAAAAAAqs/r3T1LPH0IeM/s400/DSC_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386141331238545458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pool, to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9sVtHALWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/K5LDwGnW4co/s1600-h/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9sVtHALWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/K5LDwGnW4co/s400/DSC_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386142799500422498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beach again, and to the pool again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9veEjihZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/i7YDDWglWh0/s1600-h/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9veEjihZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/i7YDDWglWh0/s400/DSC_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386146241767966098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9p3pzMbJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/noqDbpWO_jo/s1600-h/DSC_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9p3pzMbJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/noqDbpWO_jo/s400/DSC_0202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386140084192701586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9wniGnABI/AAAAAAAAArE/mNDFSxGmaIk/s1600-h/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9wniGnABI/AAAAAAAAArE/mNDFSxGmaIk/s400/DSC_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386147503830138898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9xl1QlGZI/AAAAAAAAArM/5Pnj0nJQocE/s1600-h/DSC_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9xl1QlGZI/AAAAAAAAArM/5Pnj0nJQocE/s400/DSC_0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148574124120466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9yklanauI/AAAAAAAAArU/bJQArrctnDU/s1600-h/DSC_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9yklanauI/AAAAAAAAArU/bJQArrctnDU/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386149652203006690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! skipping talks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9ze2LQJNI/AAAAAAAAArc/T-D11VUcim0/s1600-h/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr9ze2LQJNI/AAAAAAAAArc/T-D11VUcim0/s400/DSC_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386150653134382290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sign you still wanna stand there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr915XCEU_I/AAAAAAAAArs/Y88zyJL_2GU/s1600-h/DSC_0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr915XCEU_I/AAAAAAAAArs/Y88zyJL_2GU/s400/DSC_0251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386153307654083570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fancy dress night on the last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr926vWWElI/AAAAAAAAAr0/h0utRPJwNzM/s1600-h/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr926vWWElI/AAAAAAAAAr0/h0utRPJwNzM/s400/DSC_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386154430873080402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me likey this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr93_bLYoaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/xNtaVS5R5k8/s1600-h/DSC_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr93_bLYoaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/xNtaVS5R5k8/s400/DSC_0289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155610869375394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Dr. Anne......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr95EPrJc4I/AAAAAAAAAsE/cLWfkklRcYc/s1600-h/DSC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr95EPrJc4I/AAAAAAAAAsE/cLWfkklRcYc/s400/DSC_0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386156793192346498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Pastor Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr957VJktgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/j3x2j-AY8o4/s1600-h/DSC_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sr957VJktgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/j3x2j-AY8o4/s400/DSC_0357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386157739554944514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget the snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-557681355964890432?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/557681355964890432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/church-camp-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/557681355964890432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/557681355964890432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/church-camp-09.html' title='Church Camp &apos;09'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Srty2f5yW4I/AAAAAAAAAo0/zbJhMwaQUbI/s72-c/DSC01080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2760117499013264223</id><published>2009-09-13T22:12:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:51:58.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batik.....????</title><content type='html'>Last week my school Art Club, held an exhibition. You know the usual paintings and models and stuff.....blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, somebody in the club had a great idea to let the students, do theirs own batik painting.  So you pay Rm3 for a small frame and RM10 for a larger one. They provide the cloth, the paint, and the wax. But  the later finer processes of batik making is not done, since it take about 8 hours to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is them doing the frame. With the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz_PL_bqjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/lYAndtiZ9bQ/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz_PL_bqjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/lYAndtiZ9bQ/s400/DSC01044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380956291182864946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the wax they use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz_igeEQiI/AAAAAAAAAnU/BmnYissJdoU/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz_igeEQiI/AAAAAAAAAnU/BmnYissJdoU/s400/DSC01045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380956623097578018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my name. Thanks to whoever did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz_sZW_27I/AAAAAAAAAnc/mjaeiEiYEDA/s1600-h/DSC01054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz_sZW_27I/AAAAAAAAAnc/mjaeiEiYEDA/s400/DSC01054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380956792987573170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it looks like after paint has been added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0AKVsRXcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/mBdupUUGf9o/s1600-h/DSC01065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0AKVsRXcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/mBdupUUGf9o/s400/DSC01065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380957307399134658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice no?? I did it........................ yeah right. Thanks to Melissa who helped me paint this and did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question.&lt;br /&gt;Is the pattern on the background:&lt;br /&gt;A) A leaf&lt;br /&gt;B) A feather&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Answer: B) A feather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you done looking at the picture again and thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'How in the world is this suppose to be a feather?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the other paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0BSm5RUQI/AAAAAAAAAns/O6t_yuk0a4s/s1600-h/7320_152639142737_820642737_3521489_6864646_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0BSm5RUQI/AAAAAAAAAns/O6t_yuk0a4s/s400/7320_152639142737_820642737_3521489_6864646_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380958548967641346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0BnghkMyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/l3a6grKm8aI/s1600-h/7320_152639147737_820642737_3521490_2745022_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0BnghkMyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/l3a6grKm8aI/s400/7320_152639147737_820642737_3521490_2745022_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380958908034855714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0BtnBK9eI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fWtz3mFJxR4/s1600-h/7320_152639157737_820642737_3521491_6915304_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0BtnBK9eI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fWtz3mFJxR4/s400/7320_152639157737_820642737_3521491_6915304_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959012857247202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do this stuff!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0B0C4vKAI/AAAAAAAAAoE/BO6LtR3UXgs/s1600-h/7320_152639182737_820642737_3521496_2927551_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0B0C4vKAI/AAAAAAAAAoE/BO6LtR3UXgs/s400/7320_152639182737_820642737_3521496_2927551_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959123417278466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CCD9Do_I/AAAAAAAAAoM/D1CkaWuyLKA/s1600-h/7320_152639202737_820642737_3521498_5998531_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CCD9Do_I/AAAAAAAAAoM/D1CkaWuyLKA/s400/7320_152639202737_820642737_3521498_5998531_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959364222002162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CH6thftI/AAAAAAAAAoU/OoLPYQ2UrzU/s1600-h/7320_152639207737_820642737_3521499_7908474_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CH6thftI/AAAAAAAAAoU/OoLPYQ2UrzU/s400/7320_152639207737_820642737_3521499_7908474_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959464820145874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CP_v1jAI/AAAAAAAAAoc/153J0DazHCw/s1600-h/7320_152639222737_820642737_3521501_1268673_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CP_v1jAI/AAAAAAAAAoc/153J0DazHCw/s400/7320_152639222737_820642737_3521501_1268673_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959603610979330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CYWbRLII/AAAAAAAAAok/VBtkNTM9Wis/s1600-h/7320_152639237737_820642737_3521504_2935044_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CYWbRLII/AAAAAAAAAok/VBtkNTM9Wis/s400/7320_152639237737_820642737_3521504_2935044_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959747137678466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CdiO0FrI/AAAAAAAAAos/V_8gepec-rw/s1600-h/7320_152639242737_820642737_3521505_6293768_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sq0CdiO0FrI/AAAAAAAAAos/V_8gepec-rw/s400/7320_152639242737_820642737_3521505_6293768_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959836206012082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2760117499013264223?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2760117499013264223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/batik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2760117499013264223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2760117499013264223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/batik.html' title='Batik.....????'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz_PL_bqjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/lYAndtiZ9bQ/s72-c/DSC01044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2301239622880172429</id><published>2009-09-13T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:12:11.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning.</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning my maternal grandparents house when I came across a few antiques.......sort off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz7lmBD2cI/AAAAAAAAAmk/275UPvoruZA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz7lmBD2cI/AAAAAAAAAmk/275UPvoruZA/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380952278079625666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a thermometer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz76Vy5QyI/AAAAAAAAAms/fY6VuwcNLIA/s1600-h/DSC01056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz76Vy5QyI/AAAAAAAAAms/fY6VuwcNLIA/s400/DSC01056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380952634502497058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not. This was a thermometer 40+ years ago. I have no idea how it functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz8SmbbAUI/AAAAAAAAAm0/6MscS-H6ioE/s1600-h/DSC01059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz8SmbbAUI/AAAAAAAAAm0/6MscS-H6ioE/s400/DSC01059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380953051284308290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, it was 32'c so it was blistering hot, and since it was an old house, it didn't have any ceiling fans in the house expect in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the world discovered that four legs is more stable than one. This is what we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz88pt9TnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/BeMkONfehqM/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz88pt9TnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/BeMkONfehqM/s400/DSC01061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380953773721865842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-legged table!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note, I also had to destroy a wasp nest almost as big as my palm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz9eWTG5WI/AAAAAAAAAnE/E9JI3iDvnXU/s1600-h/DSC01064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz9eWTG5WI/AAAAAAAAAnE/E9JI3iDvnXU/s400/DSC01064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380954352624526690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2301239622880172429?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2301239622880172429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/cleaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2301239622880172429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2301239622880172429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/cleaning.html' title='Cleaning.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Sqz7lmBD2cI/AAAAAAAAAmk/275UPvoruZA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4032025809758245162</id><published>2009-09-06T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:01:27.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg and microwave</title><content type='html'>This is an egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPOGE43juI/AAAAAAAAAmU/KjQyBPKW-zw/s1600-h/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPOGE43juI/AAAAAAAAAmU/KjQyBPKW-zw/s400/DSC01020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378368983797305058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put it in a microwave to cook it cause it wasn't boiled properly. Big mistake!&lt;br /&gt;While it was being 'cooked'  I heard a very loud 'pop' sound.  So I stopped the  microwave  to see what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;Lo' and behold the whole egg had burst apart splattering the insides of the microwake with its contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what was left of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPOBjDahiI/AAAAAAAAAmM/k0c099TttZY/s1600-h/DSC01019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPOBjDahiI/AAAAAAAAAmM/k0c099TttZY/s400/DSC01019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378368905995257378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: Don't microwave your eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4032025809758245162?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4032025809758245162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/egg-and-microwave.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4032025809758245162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4032025809758245162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/egg-and-microwave.html' title='Egg and microwave'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPOGE43juI/AAAAAAAAAmU/KjQyBPKW-zw/s72-c/DSC01020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-6907731950769810000</id><published>2009-09-06T22:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:55:31.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog</title><content type='html'>I have a dog. Her name is Dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPLPSD9uuI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4ZXaYxVjdMs/s1600-h/DSC01027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPLPSD9uuI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4ZXaYxVjdMs/s400/DSC01027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378365843417447138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with this dog is, she doesn't bark. So we got another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPLiESGpGI/AAAAAAAAAls/w3hoRv6oU5o/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPLiESGpGI/AAAAAAAAAls/w3hoRv6oU5o/s400/DSC01028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378366166136169570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Doggie. Don't worry we kept Dog. In fact they're good friends now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPL9scvhkI/AAAAAAAAAl0/FCWW9IO6l5E/s1600-h/DSC01038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPL9scvhkI/AAAAAAAAAl0/FCWW9IO6l5E/s400/DSC01038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378366640774678082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPMKe2u4AI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fqIruI7dRt8/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPMKe2u4AI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fqIruI7dRt8/s400/DSC01032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378366860463890434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now........what about my cat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPNIr4vn3I/AAAAAAAAAmE/xMMrraMDKUg/s1600-h/DSC01021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPNIr4vn3I/AAAAAAAAAmE/xMMrraMDKUg/s400/DSC01021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378367929113878386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 2 vs 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-6907731950769810000?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6907731950769810000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/dog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6907731950769810000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6907731950769810000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/09/dog.html' title='Dog'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SqPLPSD9uuI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4ZXaYxVjdMs/s72-c/DSC01027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2480874624546852658</id><published>2009-08-31T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:33:01.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats</title><content type='html'>Cats are odd creatures. In fact they're very proud creatures. I was once told a cat thinks, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wah, I meow for food people give me, I must be very important'.&lt;/span&gt; Unlike a dog who think, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' Wah people so nice, give me food, must respect them'&lt;/span&gt; That's probably why dogs are mens' best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite being proud creatures their quite dumb sometimes, like blonds except blonds are always dumb. Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's their main diet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;     Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   What are they scared of??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Where do fish live??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    In the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you wonder why, they eat fish but are scared of water. Which is exactly what fish live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, cats being stuck on a tree, why do they run up a tree if they can't get down??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpvspnoEEaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KJnt407YF1g/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpvspnoEEaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KJnt407YF1g/s400/DSC00997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376150779952632226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird creatures aren't they??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2480874624546852658?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2480874624546852658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2480874624546852658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2480874624546852658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/cats.html' title='Cats'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpvspnoEEaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KJnt407YF1g/s72-c/DSC00997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-4188828582189836563</id><published>2009-08-31T18:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:20:29.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlene's Birhtday.</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday I went to Arlene's house to celebrate her birthday. It was fun, and filling. Her mum's a great cook. Guess what she got from her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpvlHi572LI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dx9DsE8ZmAg/s1600-h/DSC01004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpvlHi572LI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dx9DsE8ZmAg/s400/DSC01004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376142497988466866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this post has been deleted due to 'sensitive content'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-4188828582189836563?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/4188828582189836563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/arlenes-birhtday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4188828582189836563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/4188828582189836563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/arlenes-birhtday.html' title='Arlene&apos;s Birhtday.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpvlHi572LI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dx9DsE8ZmAg/s72-c/DSC01004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2080362894357146061</id><published>2009-08-31T18:02:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:36:20.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuching Festival.</title><content type='html'>Last saunday, I went out with some of my friends to the Kuching Festival. If I'm not mistaken I went on the last day, so some stalls were already closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spugh_lGs8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GHux1OQNO-M/s1600-h/103_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spugh_lGs8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GHux1OQNO-M/s400/103_0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376067086060008386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the usual stuff as always, except that the festival this year was cut short due to the clash with the fasting season of the Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spug9tjr8TI/AAAAAAAAAkY/MkLAMLfsxhw/s1600-h/103_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spug9tjr8TI/AAAAAAAAAkY/MkLAMLfsxhw/s400/103_0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376067562258559282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prices of the food here was slight more expensive, than the normal prices outside. but somebody didn't pay for their pizza though&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cough* mel *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Foodwise it was okay.. but the shops selling stuff..... Lots of English mistakes and they&lt;br /&gt;sold lots of weird stuff&lt;br /&gt;Example 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpuhjHANXXI/AAAAAAAAAkg/-u0w6U7ueZk/s1600-h/103_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpuhjHANXXI/AAAAAAAAAkg/-u0w6U7ueZk/s400/103_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376068204744236402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality it's a spectacle box. My Mandrin nearly non-existent but I'm pretty sure the the chinese words  say spectacle box. But in English it becomes 'Spectacular Box!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a advertisment for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Buy this box and put your spectacles in it, and watch it become SPECTACULAR!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Honestly people, get some English classes. I can imagine an Ang Mo looking at the box, trying to find what's so spectacular about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Example 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpujAyAZULI/AAAAAAAAAko/_zXTfszkeBA/s1600-h/103_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpujAyAZULI/AAAAAAAAAko/_zXTfszkeBA/s400/103_0677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376069814015578290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cant decide between Liverpool or Arsenal?? Have no fear! Buy the new 2 in 1 football keychain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Only for  Liverpool and Arsenal fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Example 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpujmWwU7eI/AAAAAAAAAkw/GkhT6B5AziU/s1600-h/103_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpujmWwU7eI/AAAAAAAAAkw/GkhT6B5AziU/s400/103_0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376070459535453666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Who on earth in their right mind will buy this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The only use I can think for this, is to play a prank on your friends birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Scenario:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: Happy birthday to you!!&lt;br /&gt;Friend:* Blows out candle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Candle relights* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Friend:* Blows out candle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *Candle relights* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:* Blows out candle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *Candle relights* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:* Blows out candle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *Candle relights* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:* Blows out candle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *Candle relights*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:* Blows out candle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *Candle relights* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I fall down with fits of laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing what people can think of nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2080362894357146061?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2080362894357146061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/kuching-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2080362894357146061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2080362894357146061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/kuching-festival.html' title='Kuching Festival.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spugh_lGs8I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/GHux1OQNO-M/s72-c/103_0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-6676742276261913383</id><published>2009-08-31T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:02:50.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><content type='html'>Hello world. I know i haven't been updating for a long time, but it was because I had my exams and my internet has been shitty for the pass week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I thought that the bad internet connection was because of Streamyx, but apparently my internet modem was going 'konk'. So while I've been screaming at the internet to go faster, all I had to do was get a new modem. Hence a whole holiday week of supposed 'using the computer the whole day' was completely wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today my dad and I headed over to Saberkas to buy a new modem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, goodbye sucky old modem and hello new hopefully faster modem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spue-eVJAMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lKS3I42B7Oc/s1600-h/103_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spue-eVJAMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lKS3I42B7Oc/s400/103_0684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376065376327631042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpufMoHIvXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/zFzKeCeRefg/s1600-h/103_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpufMoHIvXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/zFzKeCeRefg/s400/103_0685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376065619471416690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloo.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, since the net was so slow,  I was reduced to playing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpufroW46bI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RfUDbF6WAvU/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SpufroW46bI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RfUDbF6WAvU/s400/DSC01018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376066152113433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrabble anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my English has improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-6676742276261913383?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/6676742276261913383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6676742276261913383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/6676742276261913383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/Spue-eVJAMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lKS3I42B7Oc/s72-c/103_0684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-2056284059757829282</id><published>2009-08-11T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:29:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY~!</title><content type='html'>I feel.................. happy...........very happy.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-2056284059757829282?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/2056284059757829282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2056284059757829282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/2056284059757829282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy.html' title='HAPPY~!'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-8236697125863966602</id><published>2009-08-11T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:28:47.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Languege differences.</title><content type='html'>English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGNTfwhh2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/d2WIJ71XohY/s1600-h/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGNTfwhh2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/d2WIJ71XohY/s400/DSC00988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368727596884395874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGMycG7FuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/TnYj4EhvVN4/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGMycG7FuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/TnYj4EhvVN4/s400/DSC00987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368727028968920802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct translation: Please take notice, fogging will be delayed if the weather is not well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGNiWSzr_I/AAAAAAAAAjw/7uU7ZqilgxE/s1600-h/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGNiWSzr_I/AAAAAAAAAjw/7uU7ZqilgxE/s400/DSC00989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368727852041875442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct translation: If it rains, fogging will be held on a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the English and BM notice, say 'weather', whereas the Mandarin notice say 'rain'????&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there a Mandarin way to say 'weather'??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-8236697125863966602?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/8236697125863966602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/languege-differences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8236697125863966602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/8236697125863966602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/languege-differences.html' title='Languege differences.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGNTfwhh2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/d2WIJ71XohY/s72-c/DSC00988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-3779714036645192484</id><published>2009-08-11T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:21:30.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fogging.</title><content type='html'>Due to the increase of dengue cases in my housing area, the town council decided to 'fog' my area to kill the mosquitoes. So for once I'm typing this and not having mosquitoes bitting my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGL4oRT9rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5hg_ux1mk4A/s1600-h/103_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGL4oRT9rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5hg_ux1mk4A/s400/103_0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368726035801306802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the current haze now with the additional fogging, the air in my area just got mustier......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGMW3ZZLrI/AAAAAAAAAjY/SaHusc5rTag/s1600-h/103_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGMW3ZZLrI/AAAAAAAAAjY/SaHusc5rTag/s400/103_0654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368726555257810610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-3779714036645192484?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/3779714036645192484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/fogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3779714036645192484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/3779714036645192484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/fogging.html' title='Fogging.'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGL4oRT9rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5hg_ux1mk4A/s72-c/103_0651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-1984143757235893115</id><published>2009-08-11T22:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:15:34.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Points</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGIzit1s4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/c1YGBgR_oxs/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGIzit1s4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/c1YGBgR_oxs/s400/DSC00973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368722649876116354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I went to Four Points for some Malaysian Medical Association(MMA) Installation Dinner. It's been quite a while since Four Points opened, but was my first time there, so forgive me if I'm 'sakai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGJHD2Ob4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/uzqA5k_e1ms/s1600-h/DSC00975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGJHD2Ob4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/uzqA5k_e1ms/s400/DSC00975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368722985187176322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall was HUGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest of honour was YB (*insert title*) Dr. George Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGJYfV362I/AAAAAAAAAig/W6NIpsd4adA/s1600-h/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGJYfV362I/AAAAAAAAAig/W6NIpsd4adA/s400/DSC00978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368723284625451874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGJ3YDQ7vI/AAAAAAAAAio/B21GRslsQ4E/s1600-h/DSC00981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGJ3YDQ7vI/AAAAAAAAAio/B21GRslsQ4E/s400/DSC00981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368723815244295922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some eating area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGKFqGIxcI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-Lmcn6R3xPw/s1600-h/DSC00984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGKFqGIxcI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-Lmcn6R3xPw/s400/DSC00984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368724060606350786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have a escalator in the hotel O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGKo0uDiFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/VmKgIhPkuGI/s1600-h/DSC00983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGKo0uDiFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/VmKgIhPkuGI/s400/DSC00983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368724664753555538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a actually a cracked glass panel. Apparently someone isn't happy with Four Points or the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGK9Q52REI/AAAAAAAAAjI/2nHbx28r1TQ/s1600-h/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGK9Q52REI/AAAAAAAAAjI/2nHbx28r1TQ/s400/DSC00985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368725015916594242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-1984143757235893115?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/1984143757235893115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/four-points.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1984143757235893115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/1984143757235893115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/four-points.html' title='Four Points'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SoGIzit1s4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/c1YGBgR_oxs/s72-c/DSC00973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279264432251551589.post-7176399640940481590</id><published>2009-08-06T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:58:24.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Zealand chocolate</title><content type='html'>Last night somebody forgot to put the container of chocolates back in the fridge. Now this chocolate was given to us by my cousin in New Zealand. Obviously, New Zealand is cooler than Malaysia, so the chocolate actually melted in Malaysian room temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SnrgmIlympI/AAAAAAAAAiI/5OdleOwdiG4/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SnrgmIlympI/AAAAAAAAAiI/5OdleOwdiG4/s400/DSC00968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366848851711007378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after putting it back into the fridge, the whole thing solidified into 1 huge piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' I want a piece of chocolate, just one piece.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Goes and takes the chocolate out, and take ONE piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Wow, that's one big piece..........'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja-ne!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4279264432251551589-7176399640940481590?l=oddblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/feeds/7176399640940481590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-zealand-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7176399640940481590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4279264432251551589/posts/default/7176399640940481590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddblues.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-zealand-chocolate.html' title='New Zealand chocolate'/><author><name>Edward</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03887603360344568177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FoFWEaUpfWI/SnrgmIlympI/AAAAAAAAAiI/5OdleOwdiG4/s72-c/DSC00968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
